The class went surprisingly well. I'm glad I went! The first half was interesting lecture, and was very enjoyable and I actually did learn a lot. I wanted to wear a specific outfit today. It's very bright orange and purple; I think wearing the colors makes me feel more self-confident. I got a lot of compliments on it, and the instructor said that, combined with my already bright energy, made her gratefulI was there and sitting in the front row. She also said I had great skin, which was very random, but hey. Not gonna complain.

The second half of the class was more experiential. This was the part I was so afraid about yesterday that I almost didn't go. But I felt 100% completely comfortable there with those people, so I was only excited for it. First, we did a guided meditation. I was like, psh, okay, fine, I normally screw those up royally. We were supposed to go into a room and meet Edgar Cayce. I seemed to be the only person there who didn't practically worship the man, let alone know much about him (it was a conference put on by ARE, that's why). So I'm sitting there thinking how stupid this is, when I enter the room as guided to do. The room was very pretty, striking even. Very Victorian. The floor was a light sage carpet, and the walls were a pale pink wallpaper. I remember a really pretty lamp on a little stool, and I went and sat down at a table as instructed. I was told Edgar Cayce was going to come in the door, but it's alright if it wasn't him, it could easily be a guide or an angel. Which I expected.

But the door opened and, lo and behold, it was actually Edgar Cayce. I looked at him suspiciously, then he came and sat down at the table. We were guided that he was going to give us a stone, or stones, and say what it'd be good for or what to do with it, and maybe other information as well. He put a stone on the table, and I kept trying to shift what it was. Unakite? How boring. I had a piece at home, never paid any attention to it. But it wouldn't change, and I was told it would help my nerve issues, and to keep studying if I'm not working. I was like, "Oh-kay, whatever you say, Mr. Cayce-figment-of-my-imagination, sir." Then I was brought out of it.

The teacher then launches into discussion about how she had a vision of Edgar Cayce the day before in the seminar in San Antonio. She said that he told her there was this one rock that she had never paid any attention to, that she had the meaning wrong on, and that it's actually vitally important for a lot of people right now. My ears perked up at this. But it wasn't until I saw her reaching for the Unakite that I nearly fell out of my seat. I managed to keep it at a very audible gasp and lots of wiggling. The second she was done and asked if anyone wanted to share their experience, my hand shot up. Which is WEIRD. I NEVER volunteer information like that, let alone without being nervous at all and feeling so open.

So I explained to her. And she started to flip out. And we were both talking miles a minute. Because we had basically been given the same vision. Later during a break, she came up to me and explained that in her old guided meditations, she used to lead people to a SPECIFIC room to get messages from Edgar Cayce, instead of letting their minds construct the rooms like she did today. She then said that my Victorian room sounded like that room she designed. It gave me chills. The one time I actually felt comfortable and thought nothing weird would happen...bam. And that wasn't the end of it.

Apparently the workshop leader doesn't get to do experiential stuff often, because either the group is too big, or completely unwilling. But we weren't. I helped lay stones and do a healing session on two people. With the first, I felt her energy was cold and asked if she had circulation or blood issues; she said she was recently diagnosed with diabetes. The other, I asked if she had problems with her feet and ankles; she said her ankles are very weak. Then I had my healing done, before doing the third person's healing. On the third person's, I felt the urge to grab a lapis for her head. I was like, "Do you get headaches, or is something going on with your head?" She said, "I was astral projecting, and that's how I go out." I was like...oh. Sorry for interrupting, carry on, ha ha.

Let me preface this by saying I'm a skeptic. Big time. I STILL doubt that stones can heal, but I've been shaken. I had a healing done, and two people picked up heaviness on my heart chakra, and my abdomen. The two places I was feeling pain, and have been struggling with. Not only that, after only 5 minutes of healing, the pain in my side was completely gone. It's come back, but it was gone for a good five hours. I haven't NOT felt pain in years now. So, I was ALMOST fully convinced. I'm getting there.

When I got home, I felt the urge to go to my grandma's immediately, but I stopped by the house first. I asked mum if she thought grandma would be willing for me to try out healing on her, and she said, "Yeah, you know she would. She LOVES Edgar Cayce and has for a long time. Actually, this week would be good, she's in a lot of pain." Me: "How about tonight?" Her: "Good plan!" And just then, she calls out of the blue. I went over there and chatted with her for an hour, and then attempted to heal her. I felt really stupid and useless, unlike the confidence I felt in the workshop. But I kept on with it and after a few minutes, my hands got super hot. After ten minutes, my grandma suddenly said, "That's weird, the pain's gone."

Now, I thought she was just saying that so I wouldn't feel bad. However, she was definitely walking a lot easier. I don't know if it's actually helping or not, or how long it will last, but I know I was grateful for those five hours, so if she gets anytime, it's better than none.

That being said, i'm definitely going to be taking more classes!