Last week I received the nine sacred rites of the Munay-Ki. The nine rites are a spiritual shamanic initiation, offering deeper healing, protection, wisdom, intuition, and harmony, which can be passed on to others once received.
I wasn’t even aware of them until, in January 2020, I had a lucid dream. The dream took place in Eastern Africa. Once I became aware that I was dreaming, I noticed that I was sitting on the dusty ground, outside some mud huts as people milled around in the mid-day sun. I was sat in a circle, with friendly strangers either side of me. As I sat, feeling secure in these surroundings, my eyes were drawn to a young black man sitting in blue robes across from me. He was watching me intently.
“Munay-Ki” he said. “Malakai?” I asked, unsure of what he was saying. “Munay-Ki….Malakai….Munay-Ki”…he said over and over in his thick African accent, as the message imprinted itself within my consciousness.
On waking, I quickly looked up Malakai in Google, which means in translation “spirit messenger”. This made sense to me, as I am a medium. I didn’t think too much of the message, until a few months later, in November 2020.
I had a psychic reading from a local medium. Toward the end of our session, she told me she could see a guide around me, then said “Munay-Ki”. I explained about my dream, told her that I wasn’t sure if this guide was telling me Munay-Ki or Malakai.
“It’s Munay-Ki” she said with a certainty that I took seriously. “Have you heard of the Munay-Ki rites?”. I hadn’t so she explained that they are an extension of your Reiki healing and that my Reiki Master Melanie offers these rites in a sacred two-day ceremony.
I took this as my calling to book up – I needed to know what they were all about.
Due to Covid restrictions, we had to move our Munay-Ki course a couple of times, finally it was booked for 16th September 2021, in a stunning country barn in the heart of the Hertfordshire countryside.
The week leading up to my course was one of the worst weeks I have had in a very long time. This year has been hard for a number of reasons anyway, not only are we all experiencing the covid-hangover and all that it brings, I have also lost three friends to illness. After one person died, I had a few weeks before the next, then another that was a complete shock. It made me question everything.
I would awake in the middle of the night questioning my own mortality. Not only that, but I would also question my own faith. What if I was wrong? What if my accurate predictions, my shared death experience, my messages from spirit, my hearing of voices, my ability to see spirit people, my many incredible “coincidences” were merely just that, just a load of coincidences? How could I be questioning the very heart of who I am? What if the people that I love that are dead, are now null and void, gone forever, no trace or essence of them ever to be found again? To feel like this for me was shocking, as my faith is the very core of my being.
As the weeks moved along, this negative feeling kept building, my anxieties growing, especially around me, like I was going to die soon. On reflection, I know this was just fall out from losing so many people I care about this year in a short space of time.
I was starting to look at the world negatively, getting drawn into a lower vibration that I had worked so hard to move away from during my Reiki attunements a few years ago.
On the week of my Munay-Ki course, I was in a car accident. I handled the accident well to be fair, however what followed was awful for me. The fear, anger and shock of the other woman involved came out at me full frontal, she was very abusive. I don’t want to go into too much detail here as I’m coming to peace with it now, but to go through that was hard for me. The woman took away my voice, power and made me lose faith in humanity. That may sound strong and over dramatic, but I cannot express what it felt like to be shouted at so publicly, to be called awful names, to be sworn at, for her to come into my personal space and threaten me to the point I felt so small and vulnerable.
So, when the Munay-Ki came, I did not know what to expect, especially after the week I had had and the months leading up to it. But what happened changed my life.
It made me understand that people act in violent and volatile ways because they are broken, afraid and in need of deep healing. In made me step into the woman’s shoes to allow me to feel compassion for her and her journey, where she is at this point in time.
The Munay-Ki allowed me to understand that everything happens for a reason, that we are all connected so intricately that there are simply no coincidences, that our energetic presence has such a ripple effect that we must always be mindful of our feelings, thoughts and actions.
That our intentions change our path. That our commitment to spiritual practice brings us back home, back to ourselves, back to the true fibre of our being.
I learnt to always check in with my initial thoughts about a person or situation, to remove judgement, find compassion not only for them but for myself. To always take from the lesson. To not force, to only flow. That there is enough time, that the time is now, that worrying serves nothing and nobody. That pain is temporary. That my life plan is a beautiful tapestry of pre-thought-out chapters to help me learn, love and grow into the ever-changing person who is me. The person who I am is infinite and will never die, the same as all the spirits that walk this earth.
Munay-Ki gave me my faith back. It connected me with people who want the same as I do in this life, for this Earth, peace, understanding, growth, love and gratitude for all that is.
During my experience, I was able to choose a card that I connected with. As I turned the card over, my heart was warmed to see my young African friend, reminding me that I was at the right place, just at the right time.
Until next time,