One Path, Many Lights

By Maria Lacey

One Path, Many Lights takes you on the roller-coaster ride of twelve months in the life of author, counsellor, hypnotherapist and Reiki Master Teacher, Maria Lacey. By sharing her story Maria has one aim; to encourage you to recognise that change, adversity and confusion can empower you to move forward in your life.

Experience the wonder of spirit

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publicious Book Publishing
• Release date: Jun 2, 2015
• ISBN: 9780994319210

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Introduction

Ihad just moved back into my home after a traumatic relationship breakdown and I was feeling deflated, exhausted and battered.

I remembered a student saying, Maria you are so intuitive — how did you not know? In the next breath, with compassion, she said, But I’m glad to see you are human like the rest of us.

Sadly, those words had brought me little comfort. I was carrying a great load of guilt. This experience had not only affected me, but also my eighteen-year-old son and my fourteen-year-old daughter. I felt that our strong family bond had been fractured because of my choice and, this time, I couldn’t protect them from the reality and the fallout.

How many times do we wonder if we are supported? I am not just talking about physical support; I am also wondering about the angelic guidance, our ancestors, the God-self and a greater Source or Being, to which I believe we are all connected.

I remember one particular day walking through my lounge room and, nearing the centre, stopping in amazement. In front of me, hovering above the floor, was a holographic picture. In full brilliant colour I could see large shining lights and a wide golden path with short thin lines streaming to the side. My attention was drawn to the light furthest away from me and, as I looked into it, I had a flashback from childhood. It was something I had completely forgotten about, yet the memory appeared so clearly; it was as if I was a child experiencing that moment once again. The huge light had been like a lamppost, a sign showing me the way, I had chosen to take a different direction and travelled along one of the golden lines leading off the main path. I remembered having consciously made that decision, ignoring my inner feelings and the guidance I’d received. Even though I had been a child, I had known.

My eyes were drawn to a second light. As quickly as the first, another memory flashed before me. Once again I re-experienced that moment and, just like the first time, I chose to travel another path diverting away from the main one. My attention was drawn from one light to another, again and again, each with its own flashback to a significant event in my past until I reached the present moment.

During that experience I realised I had always seen the signs and received guidance from others spiritually and physically, yet I chose to go my own way, making it so much harder for myself. During those times off-path I felt lost, alone, isolated, disconnected and unsupported. Surprisingly, as I looked again at the picture in front of me, I noticed I always found myself back on the main path no matter what.

I fell to my knees and sobbed. Not through sadness, but a sense of relief, as here was proof that no matter what happens, no matter what choices I make, I will always be guided back. As the holograph disappeared I felt a warm light feeling travel through me. I sensed self-forgiveness and felt supported, uplifted. My hope was restored.

Thank you, my guardian angels, for this incredible and humbling experience – another light and lifeline to show me the way. Maria, please remember, stay on path.

Chapter One

Listening

Early one morning, I was woken by my bed shaking and rocking on the floor. It was still dark, so I quickly reached over to my lamp, almost knocking it off the bedside table. My whole body was shuddering with dread.

Fully awake when the shaking stopped, I was surprised by the silence in my bedroom. Everything was still in order. Though relieved, a lingering horror still coursed through me as if, within the depths of my body and soul, I knew that something bad had happened somewhere in the world. Wearily I rolled over and went back to sleep, with the intent that I would check it out after I got up.

In what felt like a moment, my alarm rang. I jumped out of bed, keen to turn on the television to check for any news, ignoring the twist of fear in my gut. I told myself, don’t be silly it was only a nightmare; nothing happened. Flicking through the stations to the Today Show I learned of the Chilean Earthquake.

Something did happen.

Since working with Koro a Maori Tohunga¹, and personally experiencing a spiritual connection to Muriwai, a seventeenth century Maori High Priestess in New Zealand, I had noticed some changes in myself. I often felt the trembling when Mother Earth moved and groaned. Still now sometimes I will feel her pain and have found myself in the fetal position, sobbing and wailing for hours. Certainly not normal behaviour for me and, as a counsellor, if I was to observe a client doing this or sharing this information, I would question their mental health!

At noon on the day of the Chilean earthquake I needed to send some Reiki healing to those affected. I set up three candles: one to represent the Chilean people, one the animals and one for Mother Earth. I connected to the Universal Life Force, channelling the energy through my crown and into my heart, along my arms and into my hands. Holding up my hands I sent the energy, asking for the Guardians of the Light² and the Reiki Master ancestors³ to assist me.

Instantly I was underneath the sea. From the ocean floor it appeared as if there were mountains ahead of me. A short distance away, I saw a golden grid. The lines of the grid looked like strong rods. As I watched in amazement I noticed a thick golden rod in my left hand, similar to a staff. On the bottom of the rod was a flat round plate and I knew I had to twist it slowly, yet deliberately, from side to side. It moved easily and the sand around it floated like a soft cloud. Again my eyes were drawn to the golden grid as it came towards me and engulfed me.

In my next breath I was standing on the ground in Chile. I saw the cracked earth, crumpled buildings and people crying. I felt their fear. I no longer had the golden staff in my hand.

Without thought I raised my hands and sent healing into the cracked earth. After what felt like only seconds, I was whisked away above the earth to look through a translucent curtain into what I can only describe as another dimension. I saw souls leaving the earth, appearing as lights moving. I saw Light Beings⁴ scooping those souls up in baskets with long handles. Coming towards me was a woman of around 60 years. She was round; an everyday-looking housewife with a grandmotherly appearance. As she glided past she looked at me with such amusement. I realised I had my mouth open and I’m sure my eyes were startled and wide. I was thinking, Oh maybe I am not meant to be seeing this? Then, whoosh I was back in my body and in my meditation room, somewhat jolted by my whirlwind experience. I was holding my breath, so released it with a big sigh, knowing that I could not have made this up.

I sat for a while, checking in with my feelings, then blew out the candles and closed the healing session. I got up to get a glass of water. Surprisingly only fifteen minutes had elapsed since I commenced.

As though a magnet was pulling me, I rushed to the front lawn and lay on my back with my legs and arms apart like a starfish in an attempt to ground myself. The parched grass prickled underneath but the warmth of the sun above soaked into me bringing with it a nurturing comfort. I sank into the cool, soft earth as if I was becoming a part of the soil and grass, one with Mother Earth. I closed my eyes, then, nothing.

When I woke and looked up to the sky, the sun had lost its warmth. It was late afternoon. I sat up, wondering, what if someone saw me splayed out like this on my front lawn? I quickly escaped to the safety of my home.

Then the tears started flowing. What is happening to me? I tried searching for answers then the fear rose like spiders crawling in my gut making their way to my chest. Suffocating, I shuddered and shook myself to stop it. I needed answers. Quickly, phone Koro. Please Koro, be there. I need you, my friend.

Koro had become my mentor and trusted friend on spiritual matters, since calling me to New Zealand a number of years ago. He was someone I had come to trust. He sat within my heart, a masculine reflection of myself, and was the person to shed light on what was happening. I dialed Koro’s number in New Zealand.

That familiar greeting: Kia-ora.

Thank God! I started babbling, sharing my experience with Koro, finishing with a big gasp... There was silence.

I could almost hear the crease of Koro’s smile as he started to share his insights. I had received a huge amount of energy through my body as I channelled the Reiki to send healing. This had caused a shift in my energetic field and my physical cells were now vibrating at a much higher level. He stressed that it was very important to rest and take the next week off work to process and integrate this new energy. We talked for a while longer. As I finished my conversation with Koro, he once again reminded me that I must rest.

I still had