Every now and again someone asks me how I became a lightworker, and it occurred to me that I hadn’t told the story here, where it should be.
I worked on-and-off in a metaphysical store since the late 90’s, and almost every time I had a card reading I was told, “you are a healer.” I thought they were all a bit bonkers, honestly, because there wasn’t, in my mind, anything healing about me. I know my flaws, and they are many. 🙂
Move on forward to fall of 2009, and a friend of the store was in town. He was at a bit of a crossroads and had a reading with my friend Christina. Afterwards we were discussing the fact that she told him he needed to begin teaching, and I mentioned the healer thing. “Oh, you definitely are!” he pronounced without hesitation, and I was like, fine, if this dude I kind of know but not really thinks that, what the hey.
The next day’s reader, the ever-amazing Darlene Costello, came in, hobbling a bit, and mentioned that she’d messed up her knee. I literally, I kid you not, had an argument in my head, “go, ask her!”, “no, what if it doesn’t work?”, “GO ASK HER”, “but…”, “GO” for about 10 minutes. I finally gave in, asked if I could see if I might help her knee feel better and she enthusiastically agreed.
All I did was kneel in front of her, put my hands on her knee, and almost immediately she began to tell me that she saw “a purple light, in waves, like a skier going down a mountain, that swish-swish movement”, and key and some other things I forgot to write down. We were interrupted by a customer maybe 5 minutes into it, and once the customer left she told me that it “feels like a there’s a huge bandage around my knee, supporting it” and that the pain was almost gone.
Well, as you can imagine, this fired me up no end. The feedback was astonishing and I wanted to see what else could happen. I began asking if I could help just about anyone who mentioned being in pain, and feedback ranged from, “a warm poker shooting up my spine” from my friend Donna who has back and hip problems, to “it’s like little dwarves were working on my back, then the light jumped from my back, over my head, to my heart chakra”, or “lightning bolts in my liver”, and one of my favorites from Beth Pixley, “it felt like angel wings inside, very soft”.
There was one woman I distinctly remember because she made me laugh so much. She and a friend came in and she was bemoaning the fact that she couldn’t smell the incense or candles because her sinuses were clogged. So I asked. And within minutes she almost yelled, “I can smell!!!” and gave me the best tip I’ve ever received.
I also once had a woman ask if I would go to Texas with her on her vacation because her back felt so much better after just a few minutes of light.
So now, dear readers, you know how and why I became a lightworker. 🙂 I hope you will allow me to be of service to you, too, and help you feel better in some way.
©Pip Miller – February 2020