a success story
(names and details fictionalized for confidentiality)
I was bent in the blazing desert sun of my stoney backyard, distracting myself from the waiting. I recently relocated back to Santa Fe where I lived before the pandemic, and in so doing had to reestablish my sound and energy healing practice once again. There needed to be a lot of pivoting through COVID, and I found myself that morning choosing to pull weeds instead of worrying when the phone would ring with a client on the other end.
To rewind a bit, directly before choosing to weed, I was sitting on my sofa sobbing because the amount of surrender I’ve been asked to muster over the last six months was really getting to me. I’ve been a single mom for five years now and trying to find work that would allow me to still be the mom I need to be for my kids has been challenging. On top of that, I struggle with migraines around planetary shifts of air pressure and moon cycles, so I can’t predict how I’ll feel day to day. All of that has felt slightly impossible, and yet with my increasing faith, I’ve managed to manifest and trust for everything I’ve needed along the way. Some days it’s too close for comfort though, and this was one of those days.
I left my phone in the house and got out in the sun which always helps. I was dragging a large planting container across the gravelly back patio when I heard the faint antique ringer go off. Dashing down the walkway into the kitchen, I grabbed the call just in time.
Kate was in town for the day, visiting Santa Fe, while attending a conference. She’d been experiencing terrible anxiety from traumatic events that occurred during childhood and wanted to try breathwork and reiki to see if she could shift her internal state. She wondered if I could squeeze her in that afternoon. I said she could come on over and we’d make sure she went home feeling more zen.
I quickly prepared my home office space and guest bath while I waited for her to arrive. She came in with a posture of nerves, hands twitching, shoulders cowering, eyes avoiding mine, and energetically chaotic. I always spend at least twenty minutes sitting on the couches talking with clients when they come in. Having a verbal dump to someone who isn’t going to judge you is half the fun! And it really lightens everyone up, we get to know each other more, and hear ourselves say things out loud. It’s here where we create intentions before getting on the sound table.
She shared many specific traumas from her childhood, all kinds of very difficult things to hear as an empath, and my heart began to feel the best path forward in helping her heal. She’d never heard of frequency music, sound healing, or done any breathwork, meditation or reiki before. She admitted she was skeptical but willing to try anything to alleviate her PTSD. So, I offered to do what came to me intuitively and said she could stop me at any point if she was uncomfortable.
Kate climbed onto the Awaken soundtable; I covered her with a thick, turquoise throw, and gave her a gray, flannel eye mask to help her go within. I began to walk her through the relaxation breathing, letting go, opening up each chakra, looking inward at what needed attention, love, forgiveness, releasing, and repairing. During the 50-minute treatment, I could feel her energy changing and lightening as the frequency music piped through the table and began to ebb and flow with vibrations under her.
I drew on imagery of water as I led her into a deep meditative state to heal while the Water of Life, 434Hz frequency track surrounded us, enveloping us in healing vibes. Messages and images poured into my consciousness for her, and I began to speak them aloud over her and to her releasing old contracts and agreements made on her energy, life force, and body. She wept beneath her mask as what had been holding her back began to release slowly and deeply back into the earth.
I used the 528 Hz for love and DNA repair tuning fork to infuse her biofield with love and seal it up for her protection against any further attempt of her energy being misused or stolen by someone else. Speaking words of hope and peace over her, we closed the time on the table and moved back to the sofa.
Kate was visibly different. Her hands were still, her shoulders were straight, and her pelvis was tilted and aligned making her stand taller. Her eyes were clear, revived and looking deeply into mine.
“That was incredible!” She exclaimed wiping away her tears. I handed her a glass of water and asked her to share what she experienced.
She described how she could follow everything I was saying, and it was as if I could see and name everything she was sensing within as well. Kate said the vibrations of the frequency in the table felt so soothing, like a hug from the Universe, that allowed her to feel open and safe. We marveled together at the mystery of it and compared insights we received during the session.
Kate went home that night to have what she reported the next day to be the best night of sleep she’s had since she could remember. She also shared she’d never experienced the sensation of being calm before, having had such trauma since she was little, and with the frequency, she was able to achieve it quite easily.
“You’ve made a believer out of me!” was her ecstatic response.
Kate’s story, and many others, keep me inspired to push forward on the days when I don’t know where the money to pay my rent will come from. This work is so important, and I’m trusting in the Divine provision to keep my schedule open to help people when they drop into my orbit.
If you’d like to support me, and people like Kate, who needed a scholarship given by another client to afford her session with me, please donate to our nonprofit Peak Frequency for sound and energy research and treatments.
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Love and Peace,
Julian