From Earthquake to Ease: Christine’s Reiki Journey

I am humbled by this gift of words from a dear, dear soul who understands the power of Reiki. Thank you. Cx

Title: From Earthquake to Ease: How Reiki Calmed the Storm in My Lungs

By Christine S.

There was a time I couldn’t breathe. Literally, I couldn't breathe ... 

It's not that I couldn't breathe because my lungs were broken. They were quaking, trembling beneath the weight of emotions I couldn't put into words. It felt like an earthquake lived inside me. Every breath was a battle, every heartbeat a smack like a crack of lightning. Pure panic pang in the chest. I was alive, technically—but I wasn’t living.

I didn’t realize how close I was to coming apart until one night I actually crumpled into a ball on the floor in a fetal position. I whispered to no one "I can't keep doing this." I actually went to the computer to ask ChatGPT how to end it all when somehow an article on Reiki popped up. 

Reiki found me. Reiki, I was told, finds you when you are in need. Sometimes you go looking to support someone else and study only to find it's you who needed the lessons all along. Reiki called me or as my Reiki Master chimes in, I was still enough for Reiki to reach me and for me to hear the call. 

The Beginning of My Reiki Journey

I uncovered Reiki and asked a friend about it. She gently suggested I meet a woman named Calah. “She’s a Reiki Master,” she said. I didn’t know what that meant. I just knew I needed something—anything—to help me breathe again.

Meeting Calah was like stepping into warm light after being lost in a storm. She didn’t fix me. She didn’t try to “save” me. She simply held space. Safe, sacred space.

Through her touch—gentle, intentional, wordless—my body began to remember what peace felt like. Not all at once. Not even quickly. But session by session, the internal quake quieted. I started to trust the ground beneath me again. I started to trust myself again.

The Earthquake in My Lungs

For as long as I can remember, I carried emotions in my chest. Fear, anger, disappointment, anxiety - the list goes on and on. I wasn't an overthinker like most I just felt like a horses hoof was hammering on my ribcage. Tight ribs. Shallow breath. A constant readiness to fight or fly, flee really. 

Reiki didn’t erase my pain—but it gave me a way to dissect it, see it for what it was and eventually move it around .

I remember one particular session with Calah where I cried—not out of sadness, but out of release. I was really embarrassed but it felt soooooooooo good. It felt like the tension in my lungs had finally found flight. There were no words, it was just as if a waterfall poured over my chest with gentle caress and I surrendered. 

After that session, I could breathe deeper. Sleep longer. Feel more fully. And, I was no longer chatting with you know who about you know what. I am so embarrassed to share. 

Living the Reiki Lifestyle

Calah didn’t just give me Reiki—she taught me how to live it. Reiki isn’t just something you do on a table; it’s a vibe, a way of showing up in life. Choosing softness in a world that always screams hustle. Remembering that healing isn’t a straight line and that chilling out isn’t lazy—it’s essential

I learned to lay my hands on my own heart when it raced.

I learned to breathe into the discomfort instead of running from it.

I learned that I am not broken—I’m becoming. And, that was the greatest gift. The shame, the frustration ... released. 

Singing in the Rain

Now, when the storms come and I'd be a liar to say they don't ever come. But when they do, I no longer fear them. I don't fall into a fetal puddle on the floor. I see them for what they are with no fear. 

I don't dance so I can't say I dance in the rain but I hum a little. I sing in the rain. And, over the weekend I actually laughed out loud! Because I know the storm will pass and I'm bigger than my fears. I can steer towards stillness and be at peace with myself. 

Reiki gave me that.

Or as my Reiki Master teaches - it reminds us of what is already ours. 

To Calah, my Reiki Master, thank you.

You didn’t save me.

You showed me how to save myself.

And for that—I am so very grateful.

If you’re reading this and you feel like you’re drowning in your own storm—please know this: there is a lifeline. There is hope. And you too can breathe. 

With all my heart,

Christine xo