Musings from the Spiritual Path


I remember in 1991 when I first visited Seattle on a family vacation how radiant and lush the landscape and views were.  I had travelled many parts of the globe by then, and yet touching down here at that time, I felt a deep sense of home.  The land whispered to me, “Come back”.

It took eight more years, a marriage, a divorce, a graduate degree and being introduced to Reiki before I was ‘ready’ to begin to grow roots here.  This internal preparation with external transition was the first manifestation of my spiritual journey.

The first decade in Seattle was about clarifying my vocational vision and stepping into the role of leader in establishing the Reiki Training Program.  Along that path I explored  much of the NW back country and became attuned to the seasons and weather here.  My artist self gained traction through various creative pursuits.  I travelled through Asia and South America with expanded awareness of other healing traditions.

Personal relationships ended, deepened or started anew.  My Reiki work and fellowship began to expand with the publication of my first book and guided meditation CDs.

Over this last almost-decade, a whole new spiritual path has begun.  It did require me to professionally ‘own’ both my counseling and Reiki paths with the state’s requirement of licensure.  That path has provided me with a whole other world of gratifying healing work and experience I never would have gotten from the Reiki path alone.

My home went through multiple transitions from becoming a public workshop and healing space for students and clients into a humble but creative ceramic arts studio.  Family health crises dominated these years, but developing sober strategies enabled an ability to drop further into witnessing.  Despite those tragedies, travel also occurred, to the Mediterranean and all throughout the Baltic.

Again, personal relationships ended, deepened or started anew.

I’m taking a moment today to just catch my breath, looking back with clarity and looking forward with fresh and curious eyes as to what lays in store.  I couldn’t possibly have predicted any of the profound experiences I am grateful to have had when I first walked this land.

I am prepared to be surprised at what comes next.  In gratitude for the journey…..

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Copyright 2017 Eileen Dey Wurst

Join the party as revamped MOHAI reopens

2019995696After 13 years, I finally made it to the Museum of History and Industry.  What a gem of a museum.  It makes me proud of being an adopted Seattlite and of all the wonderful inventions and technologies that have come out of this rich and entrepreneurial area.

For more info on upcoming events visit:

Join the party as revamped MOHAI reopens | Entertainment | The Seattle Times.

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Healing our Inner War

Whenever I see violence in the outer world it reminds me as humans we still have much work to do on the inner wars that confront us.  This outer manifestation is a symptom for the discord that rumbles in the mind and soul.

Yesterday’s violence in the Seattle May Day protest was felt throughout this fair city.   It’s a reminder of the continuing unease felt downtown.

It made me feel quite sad and despondent because the phenomena isn’t just in my town, it’s really everywhere in the world, bubbling underneath, simmering…and when opportunities are right, that violence shows it’s harsh face.

Tomorrow’s distant Reiki group provides and opportunity to work on our own inner conflicts and discords, from difficulties in relationships with others as well as our own anxieties and frustrations with our personal limitations and perceived flaws.

Cultivating inner peace truly ripples across time and space and effects others in our vicinity.  From there, hope is possible in creating a more peaceful world.  May Day is a celebration of spring, but perhaps the words also stand for ‘Mayday!’.  It’s time to respond to the call for help.  Work on healing the inner war so that outer violence can truly be transformed.

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Ride the carousel!

Last night was a drippy, rainy evening in Seattle.  I drove down to the waterfront to go to a dance hall but try as I might, I couldn’t find it.

I kept walking up and down the sidewalk, retracing my steps, certain I was in the right area and then thought, maybe it had closed?!  I was sopping wet by then (because of course, living in Seattle, I never carry an umbrella).

After about a half hour of trying to find the hall, I needed to get out of the rain.  I found myself at the game  arcade and carousel (that was still open and very empty of customers).  I had never been in there all the years of living in this town.  It’s where tourists went, not residents…

The clerk behind the counter looked bored that no one was coming in  that night (and probably waiting to go home).  So, spontaneously, I asked her, ‘Can I ride the carousel?’.  She looked amused, this grown, rain-soaked woman wanting a ride on the merry-go-round at 8:30 at night.

But, she said it was still open.  So, I paid my $1.50 and climbed on board.  The clerk even rang the bell for me.  And of course, I had to take a picture to document the experience.  After I did that, I put my phone away and just enjoyed the ride, and reminded myself of the times when I was a kid and we didn’t take photos of everything, we didn’t have to capture the moment ‘permanently’, we lived in the moment.  For the next several minutes I gave myself permission to live in the moment, watching the arcade spin around me, seeing Puget Sound through the windows of the hall, listening to the Carney music…

And then, the carousel started slowing down, coming to an end.  I got off and thanked the clerk who looked genuinely happy I had yielded over to my child-self.  Well, that’s my perspective.  I think the clerk was happy to witness a grown woman having fun before she closed for the night.

Walking back out into the rain, I could feel an inner warmth.  That was fun!  Even though I couldn’t find the dance hall I was looking for, I found a bit of joy spurred on by the magic of the merry-go-round.  And in the process, came back into the moment.

No snow for the One Gathering!

I know how much energy and effort Jen Yost has put into creating the One Gathering tomorrow on January 15th.  It’s easy for me to say ‘no snow’ from the warm and sunny place of Southern CA, but I really do hope for all who plan to attend this amazing event that snow doesn’t end up being an issue.  You won’t want to miss this annual uplifting!

I will be presenting Reiki from Venice Beach at the same time, so the energy on both sides of the continent will be flowing!

Wishing a good journey to all and a little reprieve in the weather!

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Listening to the poetry of rain

I’ve lived with rain for much of the year over this past decade in Seattle, but I had to leave it to actually hear it.

Beautiful pouring water from the skies, blanketing this sunny hamlet into quiet repose.   The soft trickle of droplets on the payment, splashing puddles as cars passed by,  a silent mist enveloped the beach.

I spent the day in reflection and connection to the rain as if I was praying at the temple of the water goddess.

Being bathed from above in a baptism of nature, it was effortless for me to go within and contemplate.

The water brought forth a feminine energy to the masculine sun  that shines so often.  The yin came to balance the yang.

The effects are still lasting:  people spending time indoors, deep rich coffee being savored, dampness  kissing the air.

I remember having such reverence for the rain when I first moved to Seattle.  How it seemed to make the dark green of the forests blend in harmony with the deep blues of the water against a flat gray sky.

But like anyone living in any place for a long time, you acclimate to the weather, take it for granted, even curse it when it gets redundant.

The pedestrians on the streets I did see had umbrellas and raincoats to insulate them from what the Northwest would consider a ‘misting’.  I wanted to go up to each person and whisper, “It’s ok to let the rain in”.

Instead, I stood out in the open myself, letting my face be cleansed , allowing me to see and hear this message from the sky.

This rain day has served as a profound reminder of just how much I truly appreciate (and even thrive) in an overcast climate.

Water, water everywhere, and all the drops I gladly drink!

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Manifesting the vision

I’m getting clearer and clearer about the vision of a city center for this Reiki Training Program and Fellowship.

Over the years I’ve had many council sessions with other members, about where we can go with our practice, what we can do, try, etc.

We’ve experimented a lot but have also established all kinds of interesting ways of bringing healing into the world.

But now it’s finally coming to fruition.

I see a Reiki center in downtown Seattle serving as a teaching and practicing space.  No longer in a new age bookstore or hidden away in a sanctuary, it resides in the heart of the mainstream.

That’s my mission, not excluding Reiki off to the side, but bringing it right into the center of where people shop, bank and work.

That’s where it’s needed.  My own “occupy movement” if you will, to let Reiki establish itself for the public.

I had that vision a long long time ago when I first started.  I thought of little Reiki kiosks spread throughout cities, people could come into them, receive healing and then go back to their own worlds a bit more calm and centered.

I even saw a vision of a kind of Reiki Starbucks on every corner.

This is different.  This place I see is a magnet, like a martial arts dojo.  A reinvention of the ‘Center for Ki Studies’ I saw years and years ago.

This past weekend retreat has reinvigorated my own connection to my work in bringing it into the public eye.

I’m fearless that way; I don’t shy away from controversy when it comes to letting Reiki come out of the closet.

It’s been in there way long enough.

To its merit, Reiki is a private practice, for an individual to learn and grow through, but it’s also a very public demonstration of peace.

Like allowing the West Seattle Reiki sanctuary to manifest, I’m not attached to how and in what way the downtown Reiki Center will be created.  But I feel lit.  South Lake Union?  Belltown?  Those areas seem to be pulling it, but I’m also open to it being right in the business center too.

So, I put it out there, I will meditate on that vision each day.  I will search the classifieds from time to time and also reach out to colleagues.

At some juncture, it will come together and the Reiki Training Program and Fellowship will have its formal home in a commercial space, entering a new chapter in the school’s evolution.

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