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Copyright © Derek Webster 2003 This edition 2009 |
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Page reviewed June 2010
SUBTLE ENERGY AND ME
Subtle energy - what is it and how does it tie into my philosophy and teachings? Before getting into the various aspects of this in the following pages, I thought I would give you some background as to how I became interested in the field.
I spent the first 12 years of my working life in the area of electrical engineering, firstly in telecommunications and then with Rank Xerox. As you will read elsewhere I left Ranks because of ill health and via a circuitous route ended up at the University of Bristol, graduating with an Honours Degree in Psychology in 1980.
Until this point I had no real religious or spiritual beliefs, although like so many people I tended to call on God for help whenever I was deeply distressed. My belief was in science. Spiritual stuff was just mumbo jumbo.
Then in the early 1980’s, shortly after beginning my work in Biofeedback and Stress Management, I experienced what can only be called a “Dark Night of the Soul”. It lasted a year, was self induced, unpleasant and purgatory for everyone around me. Apologies to all of them. However, I now realise that it was something I needed to work through in order to progress on my life path.
Moving forward on one’s life path through such an experience seems to be quite commonplace, I have now learnt, so even when we are in the depths of despair we are hopefully learning and progressing. Caroline Myss gives numerous examples in her books and tapes and Neale Walsh experienced one such “Dark Night of the Soul - DNOS” and deeply meaningful spiritual experience which resulted in the “Conversations with God” trilogy. In my case, even though the things I wanted to happen, didn’t, (i.e. please give me what I want God and I’ll believe in you forever) I ended up with a very sound belief in God/Spirit and in later years the understanding that God/Spirit knows better than I do what is in my own best interest.
I also had a deeply meaningful spiritual experience which I had great difficulties coming to terms with. After all I didn’t believe in that sort of thing with my background of “science” did I?
I was trying to help someone one day and nothing seemed to be working. At that time I had a client who had been going to see a healer and had told me all about it. So I thought maybe I should have a go.
Much to my surprise and alarm the healing energy suddenly began flowing through me when, in my arrogance, I demanded that it do so (I’ll tell you all about this some time). Even more alarmingly having got it going I couldn't turn it off. It raged through me producing a tingling in my hands that was unnerving and made it difficult to concentrate on anything else.
After numerous courses with the National Federation of Spiritual Healers, at their learning centres at both Heathrow and Tekels Park, I finally had it under control and at the same time had learned a great deal about energy fields and other spiritual matters. My thanks go out to all those at the NFSH who helped me especially a wonderful lady called Pam Bourke who took me under her wing and to Lila Bek and Rose Dawson, who inspired me on the courses.
My progress during the early days of all this was not not rapid, mainly due to my sceptical scientific background.
When the healing energy first started flowing through me I knew something was going on because I could obviously feel it. I was much more reluctant to accept that the energy could heal. Over the period of the following year I gradually came to the realisation that it could.
I then went through a stage of saying - “well healing is ok, I can feel it and I’ve seen the results - but these people who say they see things are total nuts.”
And so it was that with a very high ego strength and two giggly female companions I arrived at a healers meeting in Thornbury where a famous healer called Rose Dawson was going to give a demonstration. There was a slimmers' meeting next door and my companions saw a large lady in the loo and were laughingly contemplating whether she was one of the healers or a weight watcher. Yes, you’ve guessed it, it was Rose Dawson. Anyway, feeling thoroughly ashamed of ourselves, we sat down to listen and watch surrounded by the feeling of warmth and calmness she generated.
For those of you who have never seen a healing, or at least this sort of healing, the client usually sits in a chair and the healer stands behind them and begins with their hands above the clients’ head. As I watched I was astounded to see a column of gold light generate between her hands and the top of the clients’ head. Well, I couldn’t take it, to say the least, so I rushed out. After all, these people that see things are total nuts aren’t they!
Afterwards Rose came and found me outside. “Why did you rush out,” she asked me. I explained why and she stared at me with the terse reply, “You’re a healer. You know it’s there. Why are you so upset because you can see it?”
I just glowered at her.
“What colour was it anyway,” she asked in a more caring way.
“Gold,” I replied.
“You did see it then,” she responded quietly. “Most healers produce healing rays that are blue but I’ve been told mine is gold.”
Well! I spent a lot of time afterwards trying to rationalise what had happened. Maybe I’d seen what I wanted to see, but I don’t remember thinking that and I’ve desperately wanted to see it since and haven’t. Maybe I had a brain tumour I thought - but, in the 20 years since, I’ve never seen anything else strange or had the other symptoms of a tumour.
I finally came to the conclusion that God/Spirit wanted me to stop mouthing off and so had to use shock tactics with me.
Although I have tried to be more “seeing” and psychic during the intervening years, I find that aspect of my development very difficult. It isn’t something that comes naturally to me - but maybe that’s because I’m male and elicit type “A” behaviour!
I had many more meetings with Rose after that, both at Heathrow and Tekels Park. On one occasion I gave a talk on “Stress” to her local healing group. Before we left her doorstep she surrounded us with love and light and protection for our journey back to Bristol. When she used to go abroad with Lila Bek, she would do the same with the plane they were flying in and Lila would say something to the effect of “You’re at it again aren’t you - I can see the light surrounding the plane.” I’ve got a tape of Lila, who is of course one who can see energy fields around the body, telling me that I had a green colour around the solar plexus and needed to eat more vegetables. I hate vegetables! They are both wonderful, amazing individuals.
So I came out of my “Dark Night of the Soul and Meaningful Spiritual Experience” with a bit of paper that said I was a Spiritual Healer and had a minimum of three substantiated healings to my credit. Because of my background in “science” I was not prepared to put forward anything as a healing that could be the result of the other things I was doing with my clients at the time e.g. relaxation, biofeedback and cognitive change. So it took me longer than most to allow myself to be put forward and accepted as a healer, finally becoming “Registered” in 1984.
Since then I have been made aware of numerous other aspects of subtle energy. In fact I now believe that the whole of my life path has been controlled and guided by “spirit”, as it were. In this series of pages we’ll run through them and I’ll give you my thoughts and experiences of them.
I’m a teacher and they say that the teacher teaches what he most needs to learn and that has been true for me. Each item and concept has been meaningful to me and as I’ve experienced them I’ve taught them to my students and gathered their thoughts, experiences and feelings about them. I’m still learning and growing - maybe we never stop.
So on the following pages I’ll include such things as: Healing; Energy Fields; Whispers, Coincidences and Oracles (serendipity as Carl Jung called it); Life Paths, Purpose and Meaning; Life After Life; and many others.
We’ll start next time with “Working with Spirit”. See you then! |
