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So, Schola last night was... interesting...
It was the Banishing Class.
And by 'banishing' we mean 'asking people politely to go home'.
Some of the people we asked to go home - the elementals - are used to this and, anyway, had been hanging around for about two hours by that point.
The other people we asked to home - the archangels - um... aren't, and hadn't. I think we were a little abrupt with them, and I think they were a little confused/pissed-off at the "now we want you, now we don't" thing.
Hm.
They're kind of overwhelming.
I felt really weird. As in I got a rather painful pressure on my sternum when they came in, and felt extremely jittery and shaky (and had a headache!) after the one of them left (very politely, thankfully - good for Uriel/Auriel (who felt very male to me, very deep-woods-defender, if you know what I mean) - although I seem to be getting slight chest pains every time I say/think that name. Hm...)
Anyway. When I got home (feeling less jittery, but more apt to throw up, due to having eaten something) I told Paul what happened and asked if he could see anything energetically Weird with me.
His answer: You look like you've got a swirling vortex right here," and he tapped my sternum, right where I'd got the pressure when the lot of them came in.
So, I was, like, "Ah. Great... Okay... I think I'm going to take a shower and use some of your salt[1], okay?"
And he said that he was almost out of salt, and suggested I use the Extra Strength Cleanser instead - this is a concoction made from salt, crushed eggshells and a wodge of different essential oils.
I felt significantly better (not perfect, but definitely better) having used that. (Just getting under the running water was good, too, though. Very helpful).
That said, I think there will be an epsom salts bath in my future tonight. :-)
I've spent the morning muttering about what I could have done better (or at all) - like explaining *why* we'd called the four of them in like that, in the first place, before abruptly telling them to leave.
Buh...
Anyway. I feel better than I did yesterday, for certain, but still a little weird. I *think* everything is going to be okay.
I certainly *hope* it will be. :-)
In related news: Michelle made awesome score-bits & pecan brownies. They are heavenly and delicious, and I got to bring three of them home! :-D Whee! :-D (There will be brownies in my lunch today...) :-D
Anywhoo. Time for me to head off and eat a quick breakfast and what-not, before moseying on over to work. :-)
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
[1] As an energy healer, Paul clears energetic crap out of people's systems. It tends to gunk him up quite a bit, even when he's using stuff like copper bracelets as barriers and what-not. So he washes his arms-to-the-elbows with table salt - kind of a like a scrub, basically - after he's done working with someone. Thence my wanting to use the salt to try and clear myself up.
It was the Banishing Class.
And by 'banishing' we mean 'asking people politely to go home'.
Some of the people we asked to go home - the elementals - are used to this and, anyway, had been hanging around for about two hours by that point.
The other people we asked to home - the archangels - um... aren't, and hadn't. I think we were a little abrupt with them, and I think they were a little confused/pissed-off at the "now we want you, now we don't" thing.
Hm.
They're kind of overwhelming.
I felt really weird. As in I got a rather painful pressure on my sternum when they came in, and felt extremely jittery and shaky (and had a headache!) after the one of them left (very politely, thankfully - good for Uriel/Auriel (who felt very male to me, very deep-woods-defender, if you know what I mean) - although I seem to be getting slight chest pains every time I say/think that name. Hm...)
Anyway. When I got home (feeling less jittery, but more apt to throw up, due to having eaten something) I told Paul what happened and asked if he could see anything energetically Weird with me.
His answer: You look like you've got a swirling vortex right here," and he tapped my sternum, right where I'd got the pressure when the lot of them came in.
So, I was, like, "Ah. Great... Okay... I think I'm going to take a shower and use some of your salt[1], okay?"
And he said that he was almost out of salt, and suggested I use the Extra Strength Cleanser instead - this is a concoction made from salt, crushed eggshells and a wodge of different essential oils.
I felt significantly better (not perfect, but definitely better) having used that. (Just getting under the running water was good, too, though. Very helpful).
That said, I think there will be an epsom salts bath in my future tonight. :-)
I've spent the morning muttering about what I could have done better (or at all) - like explaining *why* we'd called the four of them in like that, in the first place, before abruptly telling them to leave.
Buh...
Anyway. I feel better than I did yesterday, for certain, but still a little weird. I *think* everything is going to be okay.
I certainly *hope* it will be. :-)
In related news: Michelle made awesome score-bits & pecan brownies. They are heavenly and delicious, and I got to bring three of them home! :-D Whee! :-D (There will be brownies in my lunch today...) :-D
Anywhoo. Time for me to head off and eat a quick breakfast and what-not, before moseying on over to work. :-)
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
[1] As an energy healer, Paul clears energetic crap out of people's systems. It tends to gunk him up quite a bit, even when he's using stuff like copper bracelets as barriers and what-not. So he washes his arms-to-the-elbows with table salt - kind of a like a scrub, basically - after he's done working with someone. Thence my wanting to use the salt to try and clear myself up.
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