Thursday, November 22, 2012

Inspiration: The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi

Now, caveat, I am a spiritual person, but don't subscribe to a particular faith. So don't hate on me when I say that over the last few years, I became a major fan of St. Francis. It all started one year at the California Women's Conference, a fantastic women's empowerment event put on by the former first lady of California, of which my amazing company (from which I'm currently -- thank you so much for this chance to focus on my healing journey, everyone! -- on leave) was a sponsor and had invited me to attend.

During the break, the conference organizers held a tradeshow of sorts, spotlighting women's businesses and women's causes, and I had the chance to meet the team behind My Saint, My Hero. Their booth was swarmed, but I bulldozed my way in, and fell in immediate love with their St. Francis medal. I put it on one of their beaded necklaces, a bright, eye-catching blue, like a robin's egg. And I wore it every day.

As a Reiki healer, I believe I have a team of spiritual and physical healing guides who surround me and work with me at all times. And I believe that St. Francis joined my team of healing guides when that necklace came into my life. It was as if I allowed myself to bring his energy in at long last to my healing practice. Like re-connecting with an old friend, St. Francis was simply always around me from that point on. I was suddenly seeing a panoply of signs: churches erected in his name, roadside monuments, healing gardens, animal-covered statues, and of course, the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi, which I will share with you today. St. Francis was at the head of my healing team for self and others, a gentle, powerful, compassionate spirit who always was there to guide and offer hope and new ideas. I am so grateful for his presence in my life.

On November 6, 2012, I went to have my surgical port placement. I did my usual "reiki on" and felt without a doubt the presence of all my healing guides, including St. Francis in the room with me once again. I removed my medallion and the rest of my jewelry, placed it in the pocket of my purse, and gowned up for my procedure. I knew "purple rain" would be a success, and a great gift to me on this journey.

Two weeks later, my medallion has still not re-appeared. Though my purse was placed in safekeeping with my husband, and all my other belongings were intact, St. Francis has apparently left the building. At least in medallion form. I look forward to seeing how my relationship with St. Francis will evolve. Whether he is making space for me to embrace a new guide, or simply reminding me that nothing physical is required to access the spiritual realm, or some other lesson, I do not yet know. And that's okay. Because all is truly well.

Do you have a favorite prayer or inspirational quote you'd like to share? 

I'd love it if you'd leave it in the comments below!

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