Fairy Hands

Fairy Hands in the Green House

Right now, I’m working from my green house—this living space where nature breathes with me, and everything is alive with presence. The light, the leaves, the stillness… it all supports the energy work I’m doing. It feels like the perfect place for this chapter of my journey.

Ever since I began meditating at 16, I’ve felt energy moving through me—gentle, undeniable, like something ancient remembering itself. My path with Rei Ki awakened my hands. They became more than hands—they became fairy hands. The hands of a spiritual being, carrying light across space, time, and emotion. At raves, I’d gather energy into a chi ball and offer it to someone who needed a little love. I didn’t have to think—I just knew.

Now, as part of my Shaolin training—and thanks to a self-mastery course I received after sharing my cancer story—I’m learning the deep, intentional practice behind what once flowed instinctively. The fairy hands are part of the training. They’ve always been with me, but now they’re finding form, direction, devotion.

Here in the green house, I breathe with the plants. I feel the energy rain. I shape chi with my palms and remember that this is what “normal” feels like for me—alive, connected, in flow.

Soon, I’ll go to the forest, where my practice can deepen. But for now, I offer what I have—my breath, my rain, my fairy hands, my light.

Thank you for this path.

Thank you for this moment.

Thank you for remembering with me.