Everyone has heard the expression about a light or heavy hand, but few people attach importance to where it came from. It seems to me that we are talking about energy that comes from a person. You have noticed that there are people with whom it is easy and simple to communicate from the first minutes of meeting. And there are those who will just enter the room, and there is already not enough air!
With some you can talk for hours, laugh, joke and even be silent with concentration, and feel great at the same time. With others, five minutes of communication turns into torture!
I don’t want to say that I’m so good and it’s easy for everyone, not at all! Moreover: for some I am a source of joy and positiveness, others - hastily cross to the other side of the street, seeing my figure. I am not kidding! The point is the compatibility of energies, the mutual attraction or rejection of fields. I am not an energetic vampire, in the literal sense of the word, but I do not see anything wrong if I “feed on” a little someone's strength. I can give mine too, if necessary for a good cause. It is especially good at relieving headaches. At work, colleagues often asked me to help clear up an attack. I'll make a reservation right away: I can't expel a classic migraine. But if we are talking about vascular spasm, a reaction to a magnetic storm or lack of sleep - that's it. I asked my "patients" to talk about their feelings. I was always interested in that,how it happens at the level of physical manifestations.
Heat. Oh, it's hot! Oh, it's hot! Something in my head seems to be shimmering and rolling,”one of the colleagues described her impressions. Before that, the poor fellow had a headache for two days, went to work in a gray-green color, and could not see the pain pills. After my session, I felt better. An hour later, we tried again. And, lo and behold, the head passed! The skeptic will say that the bag of medicines that the girl drank the day before has finally worked. I don’t mind if you believe it, consider it that way. But I and my friends think differently.
“Your hand is light,” one friend tells me. She was more than once convinced by her own example of the correctness of her words. How many times have I consoled her with a classic stroke of her hair. A few touches were enough to pacify the tantrum. And ten minutes later, she calmed down completely and asked to accompany her to the pillow. After half an hour, she fell asleep safely and did not open her eyes until morning.
Once, on the advice of a friend, I signed up for a facial massage session. The masseuse was not easy - the woman was fond of bioenergetics. We started to work. A couple of minutes later Nadezhda (that was her name) chuckled and noticed that a very great Power was coming from me. That's right - with a capital letter. She said that her hands were literally pushing against my skin, and her palms were heated to a critical state. We got to talking. I talked about my modest abilities. Nadezhda answered that she had made a rough portrait of me over the phone, by voice, and it completely matched. Only she did not even imagine that my energy would interfere with her work.
But the light hands sometimes play against me. For example, I find it very difficult to interact with plants. Where unpretentious dill grows and spikes in normal people, three stunted bushes will sprout. Fresh flowers quickly wither in the moss of "golden" handles, sometimes I don't have time to bring them from the store to the vase! For this reason, I don’t give my friends flowers for the holidays, they know about this feature and are not offended.
With my husband, the opposite is true: they say about such people that they will stick a shovel in the ground, and it will bloom like a rose bush.
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A light hand is neither good nor bad. This is a given. Honestly, I don’t know whether it is possible to acquire such abilities through long training. I got them "just like that." Maybe by inheritance. According to the stories of relatives, the grandmother was that witch. With the "laying on of hands" she calmed the enraged horses. It was in the 30s of the last century, and my grandmother was the wife of the red commander of a cavalry regiment. They say that she not only skillfully performed tricks that the strength of big men, but animals could "speak". If any of the horses began to freak out, they called her.
This is true, or family legends, I will not tell. I know only one thing, that for her extraordinary abilities she had to pay in full. At first, her husband left, and by old age she was visited by severe dementia. Apparently, the truth is they say that the stronger the person, the more demand from him later. The harder and harder it leaves. In her case, it was exactly like that.
I also have a complete understanding with animals. But, just not with horses! At my mere appearance, nervous animals begin to behave inappropriately. That is why at one time I never managed to follow in the footsteps of my grandmother. Dogs adore me, but cats are a problem. Neither I understand them, nor they me. It is worth stroking the cat or simply reaching out to her - the fur is on end, the eyes are burning. That and look - it snaps. Dogs, even the most gloomy and unsociable at my appearance, immediately liven up and wag their tails in a friendly manner. Believe me, I even stretch out my hand to the most formidable dog without fear, because I know for sure that she will gladly let herself be stroked.
I don’t know how strong my abilities are, and how far power extends. I have never checked and I do not want to. What for? No, I'm not afraid of senile dementia, as a payback for abilities. I just know that unlimited power spoils a person. And I, despite the external strength, a very weak personality. I cannot guarantee myself that I will not turn ability into evil. I experimented with cut flowers to see how much they would last in my "golden hands". According to the results, it turned out that it did not last long. Where is the guarantee that one fine day I will not want to experiment on humans. So, it is better not to know the whole truth about yourself.