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ONE DAY by Yvonne Brewer

A lot of my recent poems have been inspired by amazing experiences I have had as a result of sharing reiki with people since becoming a Reiki Master in 2001…

This poem “One Day”, written in 2012, reflects the struggles we sometimes create for ourselves as healers. Have you ever worked with someone you care about deeply and you want so much to get to the root of their pain, want so much for an outcome that tells you that all is well, all is healed?

Even as spiritual workers; yes, we too lose patience and want the process of healing to speed up every now and then and sometimes wallow in days of frustration and impatience and try every crystal, every potion, every new reiki symbol and scream at the universe to heal this person we feel deserves to be relieved of this pain. And what changes this mindset for us? Acceptance.

This poem “One Day” came about after years of sharing reiki with a close friend who lost hope many times in his spiritual journey.

Then one day, I heard him singing for the first time and it was as if sunlight shone a beautiful vision before my eyes and I felt so privileged to see his wounds in a new light and I began to understand that great healing had come about for both of us in many ways. We just needed one day to see it, one day to stop and understand, one day of keeping hope alive.

After this moment, this day of enlightenment, I began to see all my clients through different eyes. I realized how being a Healer and a Mother is inseparable and how I share the same gifts with the Universe in each role.

I now see each client as a little boy or little girl, and I hold them in a safe space where they can know unconditional love, maybe for the first time. And most of all I wait for that “one day” as I know, it comes!

One Day
by Yvonne Brewer 

You never told me, but Little Boy did.
As you sang to the crowd he closed his eyes,
He fell into my arms and oh how he cried. He cried. He cried.
And I felt all the storms that you hide so well,
With your smile.

Like you always did, under your bed.
Humming and writing songs
Until, their arguing would end.
You wanted to sing it all away, but why does that lump still remain,
From all those tears you have stored for years
As you try to swallow all the pain.

But when you ran with the waves, built castles and
Played hide and seek in the caves,
Your tears were dried by the wind,
Bad memories were blown away in the sand.
And you could dream that today might be the day
She would smile and hold your hand.
Your Guardian Angels could reach you there and
Give you comfort, love and care.
Days of rest, Nights of sleep,
Sweet whispers in your ear “Her love will always keep”

Until then, I will carry Little Boy in my arms.
Warm him with every breath,
Wrap him in my heart.
Hum him a lullaby,
Make him a pie,

So that 
Little Boy.

Photo by Claire Greenway Photography

Yvonne Brewer is a Mother to two boys, is a Reiki Master and also enjoys writing meditations and poetry as a method of healing and personal development. For over 20 years Yvonne has written poems, stories, meditations and letters as a hobby and uses creativity as an important tool for relaxation and stress release. This is the first time she has had a poem published.  Her first e-book was published in 2013 "Breathe and Bloom. Soul Mother Meditations". She lives in Cork, Ireland and can be contacted via her website here, on Facebook here, or you may e-mail her

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