LOVE Is Our Medicine. How to Heal with Loving Presence and Hugging Meditations by Nils Klippstein - HTML preview
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3. The Unfolding of Connection
In a calm voice, Taran began the next part of their session. “Let's continue by holding hands,” he suggested, placing his large hands openly before him. “It’s a simple act, a ‘mini-hug’ as some call it, yet it’s a profound way to sense the energetic connection between us.”
Selena hesitated, her internal landscape immediately filling with the familiar whispers of the self-doubt. What would others think? This simple gesture, usually reserved for lovers or the closest family members, felt fraught with unspoken social contracts. Her mind, ever the vigilant censor, wanted to apply rules. How long is acceptable? What does this imply? She could feel the subtle tension returning to her jaw.
Sensing her internal struggle, Taran offered her nothing but support. He simply held out his hands, one palm facing upwards in a welcoming gesture and the other facing downwards ready to give. Selena tenderly offered hers in return. As their skin touched, she felt a curious warmth bloom in her heart, making the moment more intimate than she had anticipated. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on breathing in and out through her heart.
Gradually, the mental chatter faded, replaced by a new sensation. A subtle tingling began to dance through her palms like soft electrical currents, extending up her arms and slowly filling her entire body. Taran had explained that this was Elys: sparkles of energy, the sensation of awakened aliveness. It wasn’t threatening or demanding; it simply was.
Then, deep within her chest, she felt a gentle warmth and a soft internal glow spreading. Luma, her inner presence of light and LOVE, stirred as trust opened the way. It felt like a subtle hum: a quiet confirmation that something within her was being recognised, acknowledged and welcomed without agenda.
The boundaries between her and Taran softened and almost blurred as their astral bodies began to blend through touch. It was a deeply simple yet profound act of shared stillness.
When Taran gently released their hands, Selena felt a subtle pull and a lingering warmth that surprised her. He spoke quietly. “Now, if you’re willing, we’ll move on to eye gazing while continuing to breathe through our heart centres.” He explained that looking into someone's eyes without judgement or expectation was a powerful way to reveal one's own inner world.
Selena’s breath hitched. This felt far more exposing than holding hands. Her core fears of inadequacy and judgement flared immediately. She remembered her old shame and her deeply ingrained fear of being exposed and judged.
When Taran’s deep brown eyes met hers, she instinctively wanted to look away. His gaze was unwavering and kind, yet it held a profound depth that made her feel as though it could see right through her carefully constructed defences.
What if he sees my fear? What if he judges my longings? Her inner critic, the ghost of perfectionism, hissed, You’re not doing it right. Your eyes aren’t relaxed enough. She felt a familiar knot of tension tighten in her stomach. For a long moment, her vision blurred and tears welled in her eyes – not from sadness, but from the raw vulnerability of being seen so completely. She felt her own emotional and mental shadows reflected back in his accepting gaze.
Taran remained silent, providing a calm and steady presence. He didn't try to fix things or prompt her; he simply held the space. His unwavering acceptance allowed her to simply experience the uncomfortable feelings, rather than suppressing them.
Slowly and carefully, Selena chose to breathe into the discomfort, allowing herself to stay in the moment, even amidst her internal turmoil. Gradually, the silence between them transformed into a more honest space. Thanks to Taran’s steady presence, Selena began to see her reactions not as failures, but as authentic aspects of herself that simply needed acknowledging.
After a while, Taran gently shifted the focus. “Now, we can try Energetic Heart Chakra Bubbling,” he said softly. He asked her to sit sideways and, without touching her, held one hand a short distance in front of her chest and the other behind her back, both at the level of her heart centre. This created an energetic circuit.
Selena closed her eyes and focused on her heart breathing. She immediately felt a subtle sensation: a gentle warmth. Then, unmistakably, she felt a pleasant, vibrant ‘bubbling’ sensation in her chest, as if tiny, effervescent currents were awakening within her heart space.
It was an undeniable, tangible flow of energy, astonishing in its clarity. This was not something she thought she was doing; it was something she felt. It was a state of pure being and flow, a direct connection that bypassed her analytical mind entirely. The energetic exchange felt deeply harmonious, balancing something within her that she hadn't realised was out of sync. In that moment, there was no past shame or future anxiety, only the present unfolding before her. Joy. LOVE. Peace.
“Now, Selena,” Taran gently prompted, breaking the silence. “Let’s switch. You be the giver. As a Energetic Heart & Soul Companion, it's important to understand both sides of this exchange. Feel what it's like to be present with this energy.”
Selena’s eyes widened slightly, then she took a deep breath and recalled his words about allowing rather than forcing. I am here to learn. She knelt, meeting Taran’s gaze. He simply nodded, his eyes warm and encouraging.
Positioning herself facing him sideways as he had demonstrated, she slowly raised her hands. Her fingers hovered a short distance from his chest: one hand mirrored his earlier position over his heart centre and the other was placed behind his back. Focusing on her heart chakra breathing, she imagined LOVE and light flowing from her heart towards him. At first, it felt like a conscious effort. Rather than the distinct bubbling she had previously experienced, she felt a faint warmth in her palms and a subtle vibration, as if she were sensing a large, quiet engine.
"If you ask your guest beforehand, you can also place your hands directly on their body," Taran offered. "Feel the difference. It allows for a more immediate connection, if you wish."
Selena hesitated. Touching him directly felt like a different level of intimacy, especially given her fear of being 'too much' and the ingrained societal norms she was unlearning about physical closeness. Concerns about misinterpretation flashed through her mind. What if her caring, feminine touch was misunderstood? But the deep curiosity, the desire to fully understand this healing path, urged her forward.
Exhaling softly, she gently lowered her hands. As her palms touched his simple shirt, the subtle distance between them dissolved. The shift was immediate and profound. Where there had been a faint resonance before, there was now a tangible grounding warmth that radiated directly through her hands, up her arms and into her chest. It wasn't just sensing energy; she could feel the intimate vibration of his presence, the steady pulse of his being.
She felt a connection that bypassed thought entirely — a direct, undeniable current of shared energy. It was less about giving and more about being with, a powerful mutual field forming between them.
Her hands intuitively found comfortable and still places to rest, and she felt a deep presence and silent understanding passing between them. A core truth echoed: this felt right, balanced and deeply healing for both of them. She realised that the barrier of space, however slight, had prevented direct, intimate knowing. This direct touch enabled a richness of energetic flow that distance could not achieve, truly embodying silent communication between two heart chakras.
Her inner critic became silent, replaced by a deep sense of awe. This wasn't just an exercise; it was a revelation. She wasn't just giving or receiving healing; she was actively participating in its energetic, balancing flow. She was beginning to understand the immense joy and responsibility of being a channel for pure LOVE.
Taran let out a soft, deep sigh — a sound of profound contentment that seemed to settle the very air around them. "Selena," he murmured, his voice thick with genuine admiration. "You are so strong in your presence and energies. I can feel the tingling throughout my body, and it feels wonderful."
His words, spoken with such tender honesty, resonated deeply within Selena. Her shoulders relaxed further and her body melted into a newfound ease that felt like coming home.
A profound shift blossomed within her chest. She felt Luma, the inner presence of light and LOVE, radiating vibrantly from her heart centre, filling her entire body with a warm, pervasive glow. This radiant warmth expanded outwards and merged effortlessly with Taran’s energies, forming a subtle energetic bubble, luminous and tender, wrapping them both in a shared field of pure, unconditional LOVE.