After spending an oxymoronic fortnight of exhaustion and relaxation in Canada it was a relief to finally be flying home. Much as I love visiting other countries, there really is no place I feel better than my home islands of Britain. Before I reached home soil, though, I had a relay race to go through – Calgary to Seattle, Seattle to Amsterdam, and finally Amsterdam to Liverpool. That would get me close enough to get a taxi home.
I was mentally prepared for the flight. Having been outside watching the solstice lunar eclipse the night before I was looking forward to a long sleep on the transatlantic portion of the flight. As we settled into our central seats (I have long legs, so this is the worst place for me to be sitting) M looked across at the couple with the toddler and raised her eyebrows at me as if to say, “That looks like trouble.” I whispered to her, “I think it’s going to be okay, the parents look quite responsible.” I’m sure they were, but it didn’t stop what was about to happen!
For the next five and a half hours the toddler wailed. Incessantly. And I mean WAILED. Bawled at full volume, occasionally lapsing into prolonged sobs in order to catch breath before starting at full bore again. Using the various entertainment mechanisms – film, radio, games – you can sort of shut that out for a while. Then it really starts getting to you. I don’t care who you are – five hours of someone else’s child at full volume will make you go crazy.
What was the parents’ response? “Shhhh!” and soothing pats. Well, that ought to do it then! When that failed to quieten the boy down they….just did it again! Huffing and sending daggered glances in their direction I hunkered down into myself to try to read the book I was wading through. The book was about Elementals, but I wasn’t making any significant progress because I couldn’t concentrate with the yowling going on near to me. I looked again at the cover – Elementals – wasn’t there something I could do about this if I made contact with some helpful entities? I smiled. Let’s see what happens!
I went into a light trance by going deep into my own head away from the noise of the airplane cabin. In that space I was free to push my aura out into the air surrounding the plane and to begin to call for the assistance of any nearby air elementals. I presumed there might be some, but it was done rather in hope than expectation.
I felt a slight change in the atmosphere even though I was still deep inside my own head – the sounds around me seemed if anything even more distant, and though I came back to a sort of wakefulness my focus was so intent upon the baby that I heard and saw little else. I began to draw upon the air outside and to bring it into the plane in the form of “bandages” or threads of soft air. I began to wrap the toddler in those bandages in a spiral fashion from below its feet to above its head and back down and around it again, circling all the time anti-clockwise – the direction of soothing, the direction that removed the active elements out of a situation. Importantly, all the while I was sending energy from my heart chakra along these threads as they wrapped the baby into a cocoon of loving energy.
At the same time as I was doing this binding I called upon the air elementals who may have answered my call and asked them to wrap themselves around the child, the soothe and cuddle it, and to reassure it that all the noise and strangeness was normal and that everything would be okay. This was in complete contrast to the way I had initially approached the situation, and I had to get over my feelings of annoyance.
As I finished this ritual and came back to waking consciousness there was already a change in the behaviour of the child. The loud wails were becoming more intermittent, as though punctuated or interrupted by something distracting. Then the wails subsided into the low murmured sobs. Another half minute later the child went completely quiet – much to the surprise and relief of the mother who was still cradling the toddler and still trying to get her “Shhhhh”s to work.
For the rest of the flight the baby made no noise at all. Even when we came into land and there were changes in air pressure and landing gear being extended the most that the child did was a faint murmur of discontent. Something had worked some magic and for the first time ever I felt that it might have been me!
As I left the plane I gave thanks to the air elementals for their assistance, and I dis-engaged and dismissed all my energy from the child, Job done.
Gwas – learning new skills every day.
One thought on “Soothing the baby with elementals”