Praying for Yourself. [Letters to the Hand God ⑩]
It has been a while since my last post.
How is everyone doing? Are you all well?
There was something I wanted to focus on, and before I knew it, a whole month had passed since my last post, but I am doing well.
It has been a month filled with learning.
Perhaps these were days where I searched more seriously than ever before for "what I can do for myself." Although I am still halfway there, today, I felt like writing an article about something I "suddenly realized" for the first time in a while.
By the way, a month ago, I wrote about "Palm Meditation" in the post below, and I would like to thank everyone who tried it out and sent me such wonderful feedback.
For those who haven't read the article, to put it briefly, "Palm Meditation" is a meditation method where you send the "swirling energy generated in your palms" to your chakras to circulate it and revitalize your entire body.
Let me touch a little on my experience until this meditation method became a habit for me.
At the end of last year, I called for articles on the theme of "#Hand," and in the process of reading and introducing the submissions, I ended up discovering the "potential power of hands" (in other words, the "power of the Hand God") one by one all over again.
The aforementioned "swirling energy rising in the palms" is one of the "powers of the hand" I discovered that way.
When I discovered that just by focusing on my gently extended palms, a great energy would rise there... my heart raced.
After having people close to me try it, I found that many people felt the same pressure, heat, and swirling energy, which made me even happier.
When I first noticed the energy, I had so much fun testing it out.
Whenever I had free time, I would gently extend both hands and play by creating swirls above them.
I tried making the swirls rise to a height that reached the heavens, or transforming the generated swirls into something else—like the shape of a dragon.
The more time I spent doing that, the stronger the reaction in my palms became, and I felt as if the power of my hands was increasing as well.
In fact, I think the power of my hands was growing steadily. I had started to feel a kind of power leaking from my hands no matter what I was doing.
However, at the same time, I noticed a change in myself that made me think, "Huh?"
To put it bluntly, it felt like my intuition was becoming dull.
Small pieces of information or hunches that used to arrive from the sky without me even thinking about them were suddenly becoming harder to receive—that was the feeling I had.
I wondered why that was, and as I pondered it... I suddenly realized something.
(It was because my consciousness had gone completely "outward"!)
Ever since I noticed the palm power, I had cherished the time I spent pouring my consciousness and energy into my hands.
I don't think that action itself was wrong, but because I was so preoccupied with my hands, I had forgotten the essential "self-axis"!
As an experiment, I returned the energy that was overflowing in my palms to the chakras along my body's central axis... and to my surprise, that alone filled my whole body with bright power. My sense of intuition and inspiration also returned to normal before long.
It was an experience that made me feel deep in my bones how important it is to keep yourself at your center—to "have a self-axis."
At the same time, I also tasted the power of the energy generated "outward" once again.
I reaffirmed that the power of the hands is truly great, and I also experienced that when you turn that power into a "beam" and pour it in, the energy of the chakras clearly amplifies. That is as I wrote in the previous article.
What is important is the circulation between the inside and the outside.
It was an event that taught me that symbolically.
Since then, I thought I had been living without losing my self-axis, but recently, I felt like a void had formed around my center again... and I felt a bit unsettled.
(Why is that...)
As I pondered it,
(Could it be)
I realized something—I spent some time thinking about my "way of praying" lately.
The word "prayer" is unexpectedly abstract.
If you already have a habit of praying, please feel free to interpret it with your own sense of the word, but if not, please try replacing the word "prayer" with "gratitude" and imagine it.
For me, the word closest to "prayer" is "gratitude."
I have always had a hobby of praying and meditating, but recently, I have been praying more often than before.
In particular, I have been "offering prayers to the Earth" very often.
This is because the opportunities to keenly feel how much I have been loved by the Earth until now, and how beautiful and kind a planet the Earth is, have increased significantly.
The more I offered prayers to such an Earth with all my heart, the stronger my feelings for the Earth became.
To yearn for the Earth and to synchronize with the Earth.
That is a truly happy time. Joy fills my entire body.
However, when I observe myself closely, I feel as if I can see a faint void in the middle of that joy, that is, around my self-axis.
It was very similar to that feeling when my self-axis became thin because I focused too much on my palms.
Ah, I see—I thought.
The prayers and gratitude I had been sending to the Earth every single day.
I had certainly forgotten to direct them toward myself for a while.
Realizing that, for the first time in a while, I took time to pray just for myself.
From my toes to the top of my head.
To the bones and muscles that support me.
To the internal organs that work for me every day.
To the many chakras on my self-axis.
To the inner child in my heart.
To the thoughts that guide me.
To my very "existence"—I pray. I offer gratitude.
When I returned the energy of gratitude that I had been sending outward to the Earth back to myself, power filled my inside.
At the same time, I could clearly feel that "the Earth is happy about this!" I realized once again that only by continuing to fill myself can I synchronize with this wonderful world. That I can become one with the Earth I love so much...
Praying for yourself.
Sending gratitude to yourself.
Repeatedly remembering how wonderful you are—and properly telling yourself that.
If I can fill myself to every corner like that and resonate such a self with the Earth—the Earth will surely be filled as well. It will become happy.
Now, with a clear heart, that is how I feel.
Now then, let's start with the magazine "Letters to the Hand God."
This time, I'd like to introduce two articles that gently delivered thoughts of "healing myself" and "healing the Earth" to me.
The first one is this.
RaM's, "I want to say 'I'm just living for happiness' casually."
RaM is a very kind person. She has a kindness that allows her to write while perhaps unconsciously imagining how the other person will feel.
While I believe that is certainly one of RaM's strengths, she also seems to struggle with wanting to value "how I feel" more, and she expresses that in this way.
In the past, I lived by the motto of "for someone else."
It was built on self-sacrifice, and I even felt that pampering myself was evil.
The town of note that I encountered at the moment I decided, "I will cherish myself!"
(Omitted)
It seems I have become able to use my hands not just for others, but for myself as well.
In order to feel happiness, I am spinning words here on note using my hands, and I have also come to gently stroke my heart when I notice I've been pushing myself too hard.
I feel like I am properly able to hold my own heart and body with both hands, and I want to continue doing this.
From "for others" to "for myself."
It overlapped with my own experience of remembering to pray "for myself" while praying "for the Earth," and I felt that I could once again resonate with RaM's feelings.
Cherishing yourself eventually overlaps with cherishing others and the world.
I will continue to support RaM's fulfilled days!
The second is this article, which makes you want to send prayers to the Earth once again.
Hiromi Hazuki's, "Letters from the future... When the story begins... #FromHandToHand..."
The first half of the article is apparently a transcription of words that "descended" upon Hiromi late last year from someone unknown.
Those words...
Did they descend
as a story...
Is this person's
prayer
hoping that the gathering of
everyone's
modest
steps
will become the driving force
that greatly changesthe future...?
Even Hiromi herself doesn't know.
In that letter where "I'm sorry" is repeated, the poignant words of "someone" who thinks of the "star where their distant ancestors were born" are lined up.
I felt that I wanted to resonate and harmonize with the feelings of Hiromi, who titled that letter "When the story begins," even though it also looks like it records the "end" of the world.
Please, do read that letter in Hiromi's article.

I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to everyone who supported this project.
I am introducing the articles you have submitted one by one, following a single theme as much as possible each time.
Because I am a slow writer, it is taking time to introduce them, but I am writing while cherishing every single article. I would be very grateful if you could give me some time until all articles are introduced.
This is the magazine that contains everyone's "#Hand" articles. ↓↓↓
This is the first article I wrote about the "Hand God." ↓↓↓
The recruitment article for "#Hand" is here. ↓↓↓
This is my own post series, "Letters to the Hand God," which introduces everyone's "#Hand" articles. They are collected and recorded there. ↓↓↓
