English + Cultural Studies + Gender Relations = Reiki

When I was in grade 13 (yes, I know, I’m dating myself), I had no idea what I wanted to do when I went to university. Like a lot of people, in my first year I randomly chose subjects that interested me with no particular rhyme or reason. I eventually settled on a double major: English and Cultural Studies. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my degree, but I was having fun (a bit too much fun, my parents might say) and really wasn’t thinking about the future.

I had no plans of going to grad school, but working as an underpaid admin assistant cured me of that really quickly. I decided on UBC for a Masters in Gender Relations. My plan was simple: get good grades and figure out what I wanted the rest of my life to look like. School the second time around was everything it wasn’t the first. I fell in love with critical analysis and soaked up everything I was learning about social justice. After I graduated, I moved to Toronto and got a job in the health sector as a Program Consultant. Energy work was nowhere in the picture of my career.

Eventually that job led to another as a Policy Advisor and my career really started to feel like it was on the right track. Around this time I had a profound personal experience with Reiki and decided to take a Level 1 Reiki course. I had absolutely no interest in practicing professionally, and wasn’t even sure if I would continue on with the other Reiki levels. I was just hoping the course might help me understand why Reiki had helped me so much with my own (now healed) chronic pain. I was also hoping it could help me understand my own skill set, in particular the clairsentience that seems to run in my extended family.

When I was younger, my friends would come to me with their aches and pains, and somehow I would be able to help. I didn’t understand why or what was happening when I’d work on them, but somehow I knew what to do and they would leave felt better. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I always wanted to explore this mysterious ‘thing’ I could feel and do with my hands. When I took that first Reiki course, my world opened up. At times it was difficult to integrate what I was learning because it was so far outside of my left-brain way of thinking, but as my education expanded, my thirst for more knowledge expanded with it.

Through the years, I volunteered my services and, over time, through word of mouth, my clientele grew. Two pivotal moments stuck with me and eventually led to my decision to open Pawsitive Support: the first dog I ever worked on, and my first experience volunteering at a local hospice. The work, the clients, they changed my life. You never know where a moment in time can take you. Mine led me here and there’s no place I’d rather be.

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