When to Chicken Out of Healing

On the garden island of Kauai, there are many wild chickens running freely. They do so for much reason. The best reason is that they keep the insect population way down, especially centipedes and other biting ones. They are also a source of food for the hungry for you can go catch one and, well, try to eat those tough things. There are many papaya trees that belong to everyone and so you can make a stew with those tough birds with papaya and eat. It was the way of the indigenous Hawaiians to allow new animal, like cows, pigs, goats and chickens to run freely on the island and when they got acclimated and produced many of their species, then they would gather them up and fence them in. Chickens, goats and pigs were never fully gathered up, and are hunted when people get hungry. Islands have a unique set up to do this, and it is also like having a bank account, a food account when things get tough.

At the time I was living in Anahola in a tiny house by the river. The people in the house behind me feed the wild chickens for they needed them for food. So we had plenty of chickens and roosters running all over the place. The roosters were loud, and would go in to runs of crowing, boasting to each other who were more buff. You could hear one start it and then roosters, one at a time would crow, with the sound moving up the river valley and then it would come back down. Some mornings there would be a rooster crowing right in my window at my head, waking me up in a sharp mood. I learned to crow then. If I crowed in bed, that rooster in the window would move away further. I could have a bit of peace at 3 am. Roosters will fight each other for territory and for the hens. Crowing is the first step in claiming this.

In season the hens would have many baby chicks, all mimicking their mother, pecking the ground. I would toss out my left over rice and food to feed them. Since my house was in an area with few homes, there were more insects, and I welcomed these chickens with open arms.

As I sat on my porch, I saw one hen wobbling, looking ill. I walked over and could grab her with ease, which a healthy hen would not allow it. So I offered some healing energy medicine to this hen. I placed a hand on each wing and intended the energy to flow where she needed it. I could see that she was blinking her eyes, like she was getting sleepy and I felt like I might be helping her. As I sat there holding this hen, I started to see something coming out from her feathers. In fact there was something moving in all of her feathers. Slowly but surely over a thousand worms came out of her to the top of her feathers. I let go and freaked out. I ran and washed my hands many times. I had never seen anything so awful. This hen was covered in worms! I guess it got to hot for them. But at that point I was not going to hold or do healing on any chicken. I never saw that hen again and figured she was worm food.

I am not sure if that was supposed to teach me anything. I do think and feel with my heart more as to when I need to help another. I had always converse with a person’s higher self in finding if a session was what I was to do, but I did not do this with the chicken.

As the day ended, I tried to put the picture of that chicken out of my mind. I tried to place some logical order to the lived of wild chickens and the cycles of life and death. As the cacophony of rooster crows died down in the valley, I just let the experience go. Each energy session I have done over the years is unique and offers me something to ponder. Every person I have worked on gifted me with knowledge I otherwise would not have had. So it was true with this chicken.

~ carolyn