I Found Reiki

If you’d told me a few months earlier that I’d be lying on a treatment bed, surrounded by silence, with someone “moving energy” through my body – I’d have probably smiled politely while quietly questioning your sanity.

But in March 2019, I ended up in just that position – by accident.

I’d booked in for a massage. Something familiar, something I’d always enjoyed. But this time, the therapist – who had recently trained in Reiki – asked if I’d be open to her including some in the treatment. I didn’t know what it was, and I didn’t ask. Even in my darkest days, I was still willing to give most things a go. So I said yes.

That first session wasn’t dramatic. No epiphanies, no visions. But something shifted. Somewhere between the pressure points and the stillness, I felt a strange sense of calm – not forced, not theatrical, just… different. My mind, normally on overdrive, slowed a little. My breathing deepened. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I’d stepped outside the noise.

I walked out lighter. Not enlightened, not fixed – just a bit more in tune with myself. I didn’t understand what had happened, but my body had felt it. And that mattered more than anything I could rationalise.

Of course, the cynic in me wasn’t completely quiet. I still wanted proof. But what struck me wasn’t the technique or the theory. It was the simplicity. Reiki didn’t demand belief. It just invited presence. It didn’t try to explain or convince – it just asked me to notice.

In the days that followed, I realised how disconnected I’d become from myself. That session, unexpected as it was, had reminded me there was another way to feel – to be. A sense of alignment I didn’t even realise I’d lost.

I didn’t know then that this would be a turning point. I certainly didn’t expect that I’d go on to train in Reiki, or that it would become a core part of my life and work. But it planted a seed. And more importantly, it gave me permission to look for healing that wasn’t about fixing – but about remembering who I was beneath it all.

And so, without fanfare or fireworks, a new chapter quietly began.