October 23rd, 2009
by Kristie Conner
A few weeks ago I had my first ‘energy’ healing session with Chris Stopa. My thought was that I needed to experience ‘it’ so that I could share the results. The results are subtle, but stunning. I’m not sure how much I should share or want to share, but here I go. I had a zillion questions for Chris prior to the session. I could sit and ask him questions for hours and while I felt slightly guilty for asking these questions I also had a hard time restraining myself.
I finally stopped with the questions because an 1 hour plus into our session we had not even started the energy work. Putting my notebook aside, I moved over to the massage table. For the next hour or so I laid on this table while Chris moved around. He started at my feet. We talked a little and I am a talker, but there came a point when talking seemed like much more of an effort and I kind of gave up. I would muster energy for a few questions. At one point he stood at my head and I asked what it looked like (my energy). At one point he told me ‘it’ looked like sort of a brownish-red sludge. The vision that came to my mind was this river of energy flowing from my head to toes, but it was not running, moving fluidly like a river, but instead the moving, fluid part was being pushed inwards getting smaller and smaller. It was getting smaller with time, life and stress. The sides of this energy river were sludge, red-brownish sludge. Chris was fixing this, he was getting that red-sludge to break-off and flow away so the life force of my being could expand and flow untethered. This is what happens in the physical body over time as well. Those parts of our body that are not getting oxygen, not moving and flowing become stagnant and die. While I did not ‘feel’ anything specifically, what started to happen was this deep relaxation throughout my body.
Chris also worked on some of my Karmic strings. This was fascinating as it required my involvement. He would ask me to envision this thing he called a Karmic string and it was not hard. He would suggest its location and my mind easily constructed the image. He would then describe to me what he would want me to do and that to was easy for me to grasp. At one point he made the comment that I am quick at removing the Karmic strings which he suggested meant that I was ready. There were a few times I felt like the removal was easy, but the release kept oozing. Strange? Well, it is hard to explain, so I recommend trying it because the results are stunning.
When I left Chris’ I was so relaxed you would have thought I had an hour and 1/2 massage. I was so relaxed I left my beloved notebook and really for the next few hours felt slightly out of it.
I am writing this experience exactly three weeks after it occurred. What I worked on, is kind of personal, but as I sit here in the middle of the night writing I have a hard time connecting the dots and suggesting even to myself that it worked. Why? I believe in energy healing, but still I am always like a wide-eyed child in awe of the changes that occur. There are a few relationships that I was particularly concerned about. They weighed heavily on me and now these relationships are lighter. It is almost as if the ‘weight’ was removed without a big, long heart-to-heart. Those long, heart-to-heart talks sometimes are more painful in the long-run, leave you exhausted and don’t really remove barriers. I feel as I sit here and write that some of those barriers; old, stagnant barriers were removed allowing new energy, new opportunities to arise and flow.
There is a relationship that is so important to me that it can make my stomach knot up in seconds. I love this person so deeply it can be painful. There is a connection that extends beyond time and place. This relationship is with my mother. I doubt that any of us fully understand the dynamics of a mother-daughter or mother-son relationship. It is intimate because we were once one, it is spiritual, it is painful. As a mother myself the beauty and pain of this relationship is breath taking. There are differences that can not be overcome because they are often rooted in similarities. I did not want to have a sit-down with my mom. Where do we start? It is the longest, deepest relationship of my life.
Now imagine lying on a table for an hour. You get up. You leave and you go about your business. Three weeks later you realize that conversations have become easier, more fluid and that it feels almost like someone lifted the fog and words flow back and forth easily. You can breath and the knot in your stomach is lifted and it is a joy to hear their voice. Subtle, but stunning.
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