Today is Father’s Day. I was up early getting ready for company. The phone range about 6:30. Early calls like that are rarely good news. It was my dad. He has been having trouble with his foot he tells me. His heel spurs has flared up and he can hardly walk. I offer to take him to ER, but he declines. Says he needs to be off of it for a bit. I told him I would be over later to check on him. I notice earlier in the week that he was walking funny. He’s always had a bit of a gate. Two new knees and a new hip can do that to a person.
My girls and I head over to check on Dad. When we arrive he is in bed with his legs propped up on pillows. He tells me he hasn’t slept all night. He looks awful. I wonder if I can do an energy clearing on him and as I think of this I see him walking through the trenches and a bunch of debris has clung to his feet. I remember having a dream a few years back about my parents. They were trying to cross the road, but got stuck in the mud. My mom didn’t make it. Dad did. He’s had a tough year or two and I feel that is all behind him. It’s time to move on. There is some old energy clinging to him. It is particularly dense around his feet. I rubbed some oils into his feet and ankles. I cleared the dense energy around his legs and feet.
Later in the day, I returned for a visit to see how he was doing. He was up sitting in the chair. He was much improved and seemed to be more himself.