I come from a crafting
family. Of course, back
THEN, it wasnít called crafting, it was just something you did. I learned to crochet when I
was ten for a Girl Scout badge. Crocheting used one strand
of thread to build things:
pot holders, doilies, ponchos, etc. As a young woman I learned
to knit. Again,
knitting used one strand of thread to make things. Best I ever did was
slippers. It was
satisfying to take a skein of yarn, take a single strand of yarn and
build. The first time I
heard of weaving was in an asbestos mill. I got a job out of high
school as a timekeeper in the Weave Room. It was fascinating to see
the creels filled with bobbins of asbestos yarn threaded into a loom
and watch the weaver run a shuttle with a single strand of asbestos
yarn through the multiple strands and then press, line by line until
a length of cloth was made.
I never felt drawn to become a weaver but I always admired
their skill, their dexterity.
Fast forward 40 years to 1996. I began seeing colors when I
closed my eyes. Over
time, these colors took on a luminosity that I could only described
as being illuminated from the inside. I also began seeing energy
bodies around people, furniture, plants, --everywhere. Studying Reiki opened me to
look with no focus. I
began receiving nudges to look at this book, or read that book; take
this workshop; study with this or that person. I attended the Nine Gates
Mystery School. I read
Barbara Brennanís Hands of Light. I went to Japan with 32
Reiki Masters visiting Tokyo and Kyoto then to England, Scotland and
Germany. With each
step; with each stop on my journey I seemed to receive more
information about colors and auras, etheric bodies. Some colors were healing;
some were invigorating; some were calming; I began seeing swirls of
colors when I meditated.
I went to Hawaii and learned about Huna and the land of
color. I read Alice
Baily and found the rainbow bridge. At the beginning of 2005 I
received a most persistent nudge to begin working with color along
with energy. A friend
decided to move and gave me a lamp which was perfect for working
with colored bulbs. I
slowly began opening to the use of colors and asking myself what
would I like to do with them.
Then I got a thought.
Every modality I had learned had a group of lights. Every body attached to each
person had a group of lights.
The chakras had lights. The rainbows had
lights. I would finally
become a weaver. I
would become a LIGHTWEAVER.
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