Power Ripples


Yesterday we closed the reflections with a sharing about kindness, how an act of kindness can break us open. I was deeply moved by the story, so much so, I felt happy and hyper most of the day. This story impacted my energy field cascading an incredibly wonderful feeling throughout me. The cascading energy was a gift and also evidence that the ripple effect is a real thing.


Sad stories, fearful stories or stories of injustice can have the same impact. The cascading effect takes places, ripples outward and cascades through our physical bodies, our energy bodies impacting our emotions and our perceptions.


I often think about my past parental responsibilities and what I would change if I had the opportunity to raise children again. I think about my grandchildren. Teaching body and energy awareness to children would allow them to grow up with the whole picture of who they are. I believe it’s never too late to learn about ourselves no matter what age. What better way to understand than to have the full picture.


At times, I have been so overcome by words, I feel violated. Words have energy and carry the same force and effect as they intend. The old adage, “sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me” is a misnomer. It certainly was taught to me and never made sense. According to Wikipedia, the adage was used as early as 1862 in the defense of being bullied. Words are powerful.


I’ve learned some envisioning techniques that have helped me deal with negative messages of energies I encounter. I envision my stomach area or solar plexus as a window that can be flung open like French doors. There are curtains on the window that blow in the wind. Sometimes I bring in a fan to blow things through if I need help. The idea is to keep the energy feelings moving straight through and out the other side.


Another technique is a bright light in my solar plexus. The light is like a lighthouse beacon so bright when lit, it blazes through anything and blasts it away. I can amp up the brightness as needed. Nothing gets past it.


We need a new adage, one that ripples out and sends a message of strong boundaries, inner strength and self-respect. I don’t have one yet, but it would be interesting to consider.

My physical, emotional, intellectual and spiritual bodies make up my vessel and I stand at the door as the gatekeeper. I’m in charge of what passes through my window. I am a work in process. Sometimes I miss the cues and outlying anger and fear find their way in. I learn from the experience and strengthen my awareness. I am my gatekeeper. I am safe in my body. I trust myself. I am present.


The Power of Words by Letitia Elizabeth Landon


‘Tis a strange mystery, the power of words!

Life is in them, and death. A word can send

The crimson colour hurrying to the cheek.

Hurrying with many meanings; or can turn

The current cold and deadly to the heart.

Anger and fear are in them; grief and joy

Are on their sound; yet slight, impalpable—

A word is but a breath of passing air.


Participants’ Reflections:

  • In a continuation of the ripple effect, I have a P.S. to the story from yesterday. A stranger in a different state found vaccine for me and I got my first shot yesterday. This volunteer spends two hours a day tracking vaccines around the country, helping people. My friend who was on a waiting list to receive her vaccine, all of a sudden got a call that a vaccine was available. Her husband also received the vaccine. This was all a heartbeat circle of love. This volunteer helped seven people in a different state get their vaccines. The ripple of love manifested.

  • The words “I am the gatekeeper” impacted me as these are all parts of me, and never more than now in my life do I feel it when I am not cons