Coexist: Keegan's Chronicles

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Keegan walked outside and found her mother swinging on the porch swing. She walked over and sat down.

The day was another of sunshine, but the air held a chilly breeze. Emerald was wrapped in a brightly colored shawl, her feet planted firmly on the wooden boards of the porch as she swung.

After a moment’s pause, Keegan said, “Mom, I keep thinking about Anna’s mother. I really think you should give her a healing.”

Emerald glanced at her daughter. Keegan had never before asked her to give a healing. “I guess I could call her. I think she’d be surprised though. It not like we talk on a regular basis.”

Keegan smiled and said, “Thanks, and try not to let on that Anna told me about it.”

“Well, that is going to be almost impossible, Keegan. I’ll figure something out so Anna doesn’t get in trouble for confiding in you.”

After Keegan walked away, Emerald could not stop thinking about their conversation. She felt the need to help Anna’s mother. Anna was one of Keegan’s best friends. If Anna’s mother were suffering, Anna would also be affected. She hesitated and then headed inside to the phone.

It rang several times before a sleepy voice answered, “Hello?”

“Hello, Jennifer, it’s Emerald. Keegan’s mother,” she added.

“Hi there. What’s up?”

“I know this is unusual, but would you mind if I came over to visit?”

There was a brief silence; the woman was probably surprised. “Ah sure, of course, you can come over.”

Anna’s parents lived modestly in a small stone ranch house not too far from Keegan’s own home. Jennifer was a tall, thin woman with dark circles under her brown eyes and her long brown hair pulled into a messy ponytail. She was dressed casually in jeans and a plain white t-shirt with pink flip flops on her long feet. She met Emerald at the door with a tentative smile.

Emerald decided not to beat around the bush.

“I overheard the girls talking, and I understand you’re having problems with depression.”

Jennifer was clearly uncomfortable. She looked down at her feet and said, “Why would Anna tell them that?”

Emerald reached out and put her hand on her shoulder. “There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I think I might be able to help you.”

“How so?”

“I’m a second degree reiki healer,” Emerald explained. “It’s a type of healing that can help remove blockages such as those that cause depression.”

Jennifer seemed interested, and for a split second, she almost looked hopeful. “It’s worth a shot at this point.”

Emerald said, “We’ll need a quiet place where you can lay down.”

Jennifer led her into the spare bedroom. It was a quiet room in the back of the house with soft blue walls and minimalist furniture—a twin bed with no headboard but a pretty floral quilt and a white chest of drawers holding a single vase of fresh roses. It was cool and dim.

“All you have to do is close your eyes and relax,” Emerald told her as Jennifer slid on to the bed. “You may or may not feel heat coming from my hands, but even if you don’t it will still work.”

With a serious nod, Jennifer settled against the pillow and closed her eyes.

“I’m going to turn on some relaxing music, and then we will start.” Emerald pulled her iPod from her back pocket and connected it to the small radio sitting on the bedside stand. The light sound of flutes and chimes filled the room.