No, that's not a typo, or shoddy attention to spelling. I'm making arrangements to attend Matrix Energetics' level 3, also known as the "Whizard" level of training, in late August. Yay! 

Admittedly, I'm geeked out about the whole Matrix experience. It came into my life at a time when I hadn't added to my metaphysical education in a while, and seemed to be perfect for what I was going through. The dirty little secret of many metaphysical practitioners is that they love their rules, their clubs, their higher, more ascended knowledge than the rest of you. Lucky us -- they're here to help us see what it really means to live!  

(Insert sound of furiously running feet here, as I book it in the other direction.)

Over the years, I've learned to be very skeptical of anything or anyone claiming to be the next big thing. Chances are, it isn't. And that power dynamic is really a killer when it comes to sacred space, feeling safe, or anything resembling healing. Personally, I can't stand it. 

Matrix is the opposite. I don't even like the word "healer" and rarely use it to describe myself (even though I have helped many, many people heal over the years). I prefer "transformer," but that got people thinking I was some kind of robot, or electrical device. Matrix looks at things the same way. It's not about what you do, but what you don't. It's not about you (or me) at all. You are merely the tool. You are the channel. You are the facilitator, acting like a conductor of energy so others can heal. 

That sounds so selfless, right? Like I'm some kind of saint. Nope, anything but. I get something, too, because energy goes both ways. I get healed every time I help heal someone. I luck out, because I love to do this for a living, but I also dig honing my skills so I can keep getting better  -- at getting out of the way, at becoming comfortable "doing nothing," and allowing stuff to just show up. It sounds a lot easier than it is! :) 

28 days and counting -- can't wait to get my whizard on!