Reiki Level 1 – Awakening Intuition

Reiki Level 1 is normally focused on opening the physical energy channels and allowing the practitioner to connect to the universal life force energy, which is in all things. Level 1 is primarily about self healing and discovery. 

Brenda has been guided to offer this specialized class, which will attune you to the first degree of Reiki and will focus more specifically on awakening your gifts of intuition and mediumship. 

It is through Reiki that Brenda discovered many of her own gifts, and now it is time for her to share this path with whomever will best be served by it.

During this training you will:
  • Be attuned and begin to work with the sacred energy of Reiki
  • Learn about energy flow, chakras, meridians and self healing
  • Tap into the source of flow to open channels beyond the veil, expanding and discovering your gifts of intuition and mediumship
  • Have hours of experiential practice to build confidence and understanding of how messages are offered and received
  • Connect with your own guides and celestial team, and learn to communicate with them and through them
  • Learn to acknowledge and accept your own powers of intuition
  • Give and receive messages from spirit with others in the workshop and with Reiki Master Teacher Brenda Ann Babinski

If you have been drawn to study the ancient art of Reiki but haven’t found the perfect class yet, perhaps it is because you are meant to be a part of this extended version.

Your gifts are awaiting discovery.


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Brenda Ann Babinski is the author of Pieces of Me, Memoirs of a Past Life Tourist, is an award winning blogger, Reiki Master Teacher, Intuitive-Medium and Past Life Regression Therapist.  Speaker, Seeker, Teacher and Student, Brenda brings joy, compassion and understanding to all that she does, with a healthy dose of laughter thrown in.

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I have had the pleasure of sitting with Brenda through both a Reiki session and a personal reading. During my Reiki I experienced great comfort, relaxation and relief of my symptoms. Her gentle nature and healing expertise were greatly appreciated and very effective. Brenda’s reading gave me some informative personal direction. She was very thorough and gave each card placed time to be deeply interpreted. Her approach was positive and uplifting while providing the answers to my inward questions. I find Brenda to be a very sensitive, caring and happy individual with a soft voice and a kind heart. I would highly recommend her to any of my family and friends!

Brenda's healing energy expands and creates a loving healing environment.  I was involved with a group past life regression at Lotus Books and experienced a deep meditation that allowed me to experience a past life.  i looked forward to the drop in sessions as it was a weekly grounding and recentering that lifted my energy.
Thank you Brenda

Brenda is the gentlest, kindest soul I’ve ever met, on top of which she has a prolific understanding of the spiritual world. Her goal in life is to serve and to create a safe place for all of us to meet with our highest selves. I have personally experienced the transformational power of her past life regressions, the restorative magic of her Reiki treatments, and the deep intuitive insight that comes from her Readings. There is literally not one person on the planet that I can recommend more strongly as your spiritual lamplighter

Brenda, I felt compelled to let you know that I have listened to the reading you did for me MANY times! It has helped to get me through some of the hardest parts of my upcoming separation (and my husband's resistance to it). The reading was SPOT on and so inspirational. Thank you my dear!! I hope your skills are being blessed all over the place.   Love, S****

My Skype meeting with Brenda was both affirming and confirming regarding so many anticipated events in the near and not-so-near future.  Without knowing anything personal about me, Brenda amazed me with her accuracy in backing up significant events and situations I had recently been told about during a Reading with a very respected astrologer.  Not only did Brenda confirm everything that had been told to me in my astrological reading but she also gave me more in-depth information about it all.  I was very encouraged and refer back to my Reading with her as a reminder and also as inspiration.

The reading I had with you last fall was very accurate. Thank you, Brenda.

I so loved it; It is right on point and the fact that you bring up The Butterfly and the cocoon is crazy.  I am truly grateful for this reading as it came at a most critical time in my life's journey. Thank you so much and I am sending source energy your way as a gift, you are truly in your zone Brenda. Namaste

Like many people, I have read Many Lives, Many Masters by Dr. Brian Weiss and was fascinated by the whole idea of past lives and how they can affect our current lives.  Imagine my joy when I learned that Brenda had trained under Dr. Weiss and was now qualified to guide past life regressions herself.  I’m a strong believer that an open mind makes for a life worth living so I jumped right in and set up an appointment with my dear friend for a regression.  My experience was unique and enjoyable and Brenda, with her amazing skills and calming influence, makes this fun, easy and very informative. 


Past Life Regressions


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How long till my soul gets it right?  Can any human being ever reach the highest light?”  Galileo by the Indigo Girls

Time travel is real.   I know because I have done it many, many times.  I need neither fancy DeLorean, nor circle of standing stones to take me.  All I need is the will, a bit of time and a gentle voice to guide me.

I am talking about Past Life Regression, or PLR.  The process of PLR encompasses travels in all direction of time including past lives, future lives and even current parallel lives.  Each trip I have taken through time has enriched me in ways I never would have imagined possible.  I honestly believe that if every person had a chance to visit their past lives the world would find peace almost immediately.

Some seek out PLR as a therapeutic or healing modality.  Since Dr. Brian Weiss brought PLR into the mainstream back in the 1980s with his bestselling book Many Lives Many Masters it has gained huge respect within the scientific and wellness communities as a very effective healing tool.  But for me, my time travels began simply out of curiosity.   I was looking to have an adventure and perhaps discover hidden realms to myself and to the human experience along the way.  And so I packed light and headed out, a willing and eager Past Life Tourist.

I have been born and died many times along the way, each life a Technicolor feature of epic proportions. Throughout my travels I have learned many lessons and found healing in areas I never knew were damaged.  What started as a lark has become a life-changing pilgrimage.  As a vacation that will expand how you view yourself and the universe, I highly recommend it.  With no clear destination in mind I set off with no expectations.  What I have found are lessons in survival, love, forgiveness, tolerance, compassion, kindness and peace.  What I have found are miracles.

1.       I was instantly cured of a crippling phobia.  Shyness, stage fright and social phobia were so intense for me I could bared speak up in a small gathering, let alone speak in public.  Panic attacks and anxiety were a constant struggle and I often turned to pharmaceutical intervention to make it through challenging times.  This lifetime, as the girl with no name, brought understanding to me and with the understanding came healing.  These fears that I’d had were based in another lifetime and realizing that allowed me to let them go, easily and without any further help.  It was the first of many miracles I have experienced and witnessed as a result of PLR.

2.       Mark Twain said:  “Travel is fatal to prejudice.”  While Mr. Twain may not have intended this to cover journeys to other lifetimes, it seemed appropriate somehow.  Travelling to other lives and experiencing myself as all creeds, religions, mental and physical capacities makes it impossible to hold judgment based on those things.  When we realize that we have all lived lives as both persecuted and persecutor, victim and villain, saint and sinner and everything in between we are finally able to find the compassion to understand and accept each other.  We have been every spectrum of the rainbow, and once we see those hues within ourselves we can truly begin to shine.

3.       Peace and understanding finally comes to our most difficult human relationships when we visit other lifetimes that show the origins of our strife.  My lifetime in India perfectly reflected a dysfunctional relationship I was currently experiencing in my current life.  Once I saw the roots of the discord, I was easily able to shift my behaviour enough to break the patterns.  Easy peasy.

4.       I no longer have any fear of dying.  None whatsoever.  Because I have experienced my death over and over and over, I know that dying feels like taking off an old tight shoe.  We are finally free!  We are going home.  In death we are healed from our lifetime traumas.  In death we are reunited with our loved ones.  In death we are waking up from this dream called life.

PLR brings about the awareness that we are so much more than these small lives we are living.  We experience the traumas and lessons from a safe distance and are able to take those lessons into this life, and grow because of them.  Our lives are forever enriched by assimilating the experiences that are the sum parts of our soul.  We put the pieces back together and can finally see the full picture. 

PLR is not a religion though some religions do incorporate it into their dogma.  To me, knowing that I have had other lifetimes is simply an awareness that I am enrolled in this earth school, where our souls return time after time to learn and to teach and to experience the wonder of being human.  Some days I feel close to graduation.  Other days I think I may be repeating the 4th grade for the 17th time.  Always I am thankful for the growing awareness that PLR brings of other times and other versions of me.

 Life is the schoolyard.  Where and who we are is a mere blink in our eternity.  Knowing this frees us to take things less seriously.  Because, as the Indigo Goddesses… I mean ‘Girls’ so eloquently put it: “It’s only life, afterall”.

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Past Life Regression    $150.00

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“Within tears find hidden laughter.  Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one.”  Rumi

I hate to cry.  No.  I don’t think you understand what I am telling you.  I actually despise it.  The big, red nose, the swollen eyes, the waggling chin, the choking sobs, the snot, the whole nasty business of it.  I will go out of my way to avoid it at all costs.  If I hear a movie or book is a tear jerker, I say “no thanks” and then find myself a nice comedy.  And when I feel tears looming, I scurry off to the nearest hole to hide so that nobody has to witness the god awful mess that happens when these waterworks let loose.  When the phrase “ugly cry” was coined, they were actually talking about me.

So imagine my surprise when, several years ago, it became apparent that my daughter, Em, absolutely loves to cry.  Now don’t get me wrong.  She doesn’t enjoy physical or emotional pain or anguish.  But she just adores watching a sad movie, reading books with tragic endings and listening to those minor key songs that make me want to plug my ears and sing Henry the Eighth I Am I Am at the top of my lungs to stop from hearing it.

Em, by nature is a happy person.  For most of her 17 years she has had a smile firmly affixed on her pretty face.  She loves to laugh and enjoys life to an enviable degree.  Even during the angst ridden teen years, she has managed to dodge the moody bits and has continued shining this amazing joy wherever she goes.

But.  Give her a rainy afternoon with nothing to do and I can guarantee she will be found cuddled on the couch, surrounded by wads of soggy tissues, sobbing her heart out as Jack and Rose take the big plunge.  Titanic, which she has watched at least 118 times, is a movie I sat through once, and ended up having to apply cold, wet washcloths to my eyes afterwards in order to pry them open, that’s how swollen they were from crying.

Why oh why do people do this to themselves?  Cry on purpose?  It is sheer madness!

Or is it?  As with all things philosophical, scientific or spiritual, when I have a question I turn to the source of all knowledge:  Google.  And here is what I have found…

Did you know that:

1.  Crying is good for your eyes?  Not only does it lubricate them, it also washes out any nasty bacteria that might have gathered while staring unblinkingly at your iThings.  Tears literally help us to see more clearly.  (There has to be a metaphor hidden in there somewhere).

2.  Shedding tears actually helps our bodies to shed the toxins that accumulate due to stress.  These toxins, when left unattended can build up and cause all sorts of disease and nastiness in our bodies.  Tears help to shed stress.  (And they are free, which is considerably cheaper than wine).

3.  Tears can help to lower levels of manganese in a body.  What is manganese, you may ask?  Well, I have no idea, but according to my googling it is some nasty stuff that increases our levels of anxiety, nervousness, irritability, aggression, fatigue, mood swings and a whole great big can of worms that are better left unopened.

4.  Allowing tears to flow can bring us emotional release and catharsis.  Once that snotty dam bursts, all of the pent up emotions that we carry around like unwanted, overpacked baggage, can flow far, far away and we can breathe easier, let the sun shine in and feel light enough to smile again.

Alright Google.  You win another round.  I will stop stopping myself from having a cry now and again.  I will bring extra tissues, and dark glasses and go sit through 12 Years A Slave.  God willing I won’t run into anyone I know.

Did I mention my ugly cry? *shudder*


“I’ll never let go, Jack.  I’ll never let go.”

Ah hell.

Far Better Things

Photo by: Walter Babinski, My American Husband
Photo by: Walter Babinski, My American Husband

Sorrow prepares you for joy.

It violently sweeps everything out of your house

So that new joy can find space to enter.

It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart

So that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place.

It pulls up the rotten roots

So that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow.

Whatever sorrow shakes your heart,

Far better things will take their place.


The Language of God

Photo by:  Walter Babinski, My American Husband
Photo by: Walter Babinski, My American Husband

“Silence is the language of God.  All else is poor translation.”  Rumi

If I could point to one single thing that has been my greatest guide, teacher, healer and solace in the past few years it would be developing a meditation practice.  For quite some time I had read about the benefits of meditation to overall physical and mental health and would think to myself “gosh I should really learn how to do that.”  Somehow it seemed like it must be really difficult.  Shouldn’t I have a guru?  And sitting in that lotus position for more than 3 minutes made me dead from the waist down, legs completely asleep.

But then life happened and things got pretty intense.  I had struggled with minor anxiety for many years, occasionally having bouts of panic attacks, but had always been able to muscle through them without any medical intervention.  When things got real and I found myself in the throws of some pretty major PTSD I decided that I would give meditation a shot.   From what I had read meditation was shown to help cure all manner of ailments, like asthma, cancer, depression, heart disease, high blood pressure, pain, insomnia, and praise the good Lord, anxiety.  Time to give this a try.  What did I have to lose?

I began reading about techniques and was soon adrift in a sea of terms I had never heard before.  Kundalini, chakra, blue pearl, third eye, etc.  It all sounded very foreign and scary to me.  I almost gave up before I started, but the panic attacks had begun to rule my life, so I persevered.  Happily, I found these things called Podcasts on iTunes and there were a whole bunch of free guided meditations to choose from.  I found a few I liked and began what has become a daily necessity for me.  Twice daily that is.

My tips for anyone wanting to start a meditation practice are pretty simple.  I even wrote a list for you.  Here they are.

1.  Start slowly.  5 – 10 minutes every morning listen to a nice guided meditation.  After you get comfortable with that you can increase the time to whatever length best suits you.  I do about 1/2 hour morning and night and that seems perfect for me.

2.  Sit or lay down or walk or do whatever feels best in your body.  I don’t do well sitting cross legged on a cushion because I end up spending the whole time concentrating on how uncomfortable I am.  So in the mornings I sit on my couch with a cushion at my back to keep my spine straight.  My hands rest in my lap.  In the evenings I lay in bed on my back with my hands on my hips.  Both positions allow me to just forget about my body and turn inward.

3.  Once you are getting the hang of things try switching it up from the guided meditation to some binaural beats, or simple meditation music.  I have a couple I like on my iPhone and they are 1/2 hour each, so I don’t have to worry about setting a timer.  Once you are comfortable with the process you may find that you don’t need to use anything anymore.  I now prefer silence for my meditations, but sometimes I will listen to the IAM Wishes Fulfilled Meditation by Dr. Wayne Dyer and James F. Twyman.  The binaural beats are subtle and the music is very soothing.

4.  Follow your breath.  Focusing on your intake and exhale allows you to centre yourself and not be carried along by your thoughts.  Personally, I have never had my thoughts stop completely, but now when I realize I have jumped on a train of thought I just gently move my focus back to my breath and let that train carry on without me on board.

5.  Be kind to yourself.  It is a learning process and there is no right or wrong to it.  Some days I never get past the monkey mind and other days I get a glimpse of that perfect, beautiful stillness that is always there waiting for me in the space between my thoughts.  That is what makes it all worthwhile.

I began to meditate specifically to help heal from a trauma.  I continue to meditate because during the silence and stillness I can finally sense that I am so much more than this human existence.  Where prayer is talking to God, meditation is listening.  I have moments when I feel the oneness of all that is and am filled with a bliss words can’t describe.  Those are the magic moments.  Those are the glimpse of eternity.

Meditation has taken away my panic attacks completely, and the added benefits to my health and physical, emotional and spiritual well being are endless.  I have much less stress.  I very rarely feel ill or get colds, flu, or bugs that are going around.  My immune system feels stellar most of the time.  Plus I sleep like a baby, which is something new for me, too.

If you haven’t tried meditating yet, I highly recommend you do.  You never know… It may just change your whole life like it did for me.

The Light Enters

Photo by Walter Babinski, My American Husband
Photo by Walter Babinski, My American Husband

“The wound is the place where the Light enters”  Rumi

There comes a time in most every life when our apple cart is upset, dumped over, or even smashed to smithereens.  Seems we are just rolling along minding our own business when out of nowhere something HUGE and HORRIBLE comes along and scatters us all over the place.  Could be a relationship falls apart, or a job is lost, or somebody dies, and we are forced to go through something that was not in our plans, at all.  Our quiet little life is shaken to its core and we are broken open.

Why do these bad things happen to good people?  Can’t we just live our quiet little lives without this drama and mayhem?

It seems that we have come to this earth school to learn certain lessons and when we get ourselves trapped into the rut of a mundane existence, sleepwalking through life, the Universe tends to give us a kick in the pants and help us to get back on the right track.  The only constant in life is change.  Nothing stays the same.  We grow and move along and learn and when things stagnate, we get a shove to help us get moving again.

Change cracks us open.  We judge changes, especially the dramatic ones, as traumatic or hard or bad, but in reality they are the challenges we need to shake us from our stupor and help us to expand our souls.  To truly live we must experience all of the emotions, not just the ones that feel “good”.

There is a Japanese practice called Kintsugi that when a piece of pottery has been broken,  instead of discarding it the cracks are filled with gold.  The resulting designs are considered to hold much greater beauty than the original pieces.  By highlighting the cracks that life brings us we honor our journey.  The HUGE and HORRIBLE things that life sends are the challenges that make us expand and as such can be viewed as beautiful and worth cherishing.  To be able to feel truly thankful for all of it, good, bad and ugly, we fill in our own cracks with gold and become the living beauty that is our journey.

In my life I have been broken open and had long stretches where all I would see were the jagged cracks.  But eventually I would begin to see the light streaming in.  Once I focused on the beauty of the newly crafted me I have even been able to fill some of those cracks with gratitude, which is pure gold.  Some of my cracks are not visible and some show up in the silver threading my hair, the lines etching my skin, but in the best light, they too can look like gold.  I am a product of all that I have been through, good, bad and ugly.  I know there are lessons to learn each day and I turn my intentions to learning through joyful whispers instead of angry shouts.

When I find that I have lost my mindfulness, I say a prayer I heard Oprah once say:  “Please don’t teach me nothing new today”.  And then I listen for the whispers.  Hey, I’m not crazy.   I would much rather polish the gold than endure new cracks.

No Place Like It

“A forever home…”

A prayer, earnestly spoken one morning in the shower.  There’s something about the solitude and warm water that brings a certain clarity of mind and allows for better communication with the Spirit Team.  This particular request seemed to come out of nowhere and when I whispered the words I realized how much I meant them.  We’d been living in rental properties, waiting for our house in Cranbrook to sell and hadn’t put down roots yet in our new city, Kelowna.  A wanderer by nature I hadn’t even been aware that I was missing that sense of permanence having a “home” could create.  A quiet little prayer said with focused intention and clarity was about to change my life.

“Nothing is as powerful as an idea whose time has come.”  Victor Hugo

In 2011 we left our home in Cranbrook.  It had been a tough few years leading up to the move and as we drove out of town early that August morning I felt a profound relief and declared to my husband that I would never be back.  I was done with Cranbrook.  So much sadness, death, despair not to mention a giant nasty lawsuit were experienced in those few years leading up to our move and the idea of going where I had a clean slate and a fresh start was a huge relief.  To my mind, the well was poisoned.

So imagine my surprise 3 years later when that little prayer, whispered sleepily while standing in the spray of warm water, began a series of events that would lead us directly and quickly back to our little home town.

It began that very day.  It was a feeling.  A little flutter of fondness. A happy memory.  Huh.  Strange.  For 3 years I only ever thought of Cranbrook as the place I had escaped from,  a place where all of the horror lived, where friends died and pets died and trusts were betrayed.  I’d had 3 years away in a place where I could wrap myself in blissful anonymity and just live my life happily with my little family to keep me company.  I had insulated myself from everything.  Hadn’t I?

Before we moved away a good friend wrote me, “You know that you have lots of friends, real ones, in town. Don’t let the legalities generalize your feelings too much.”  That was some good advice and it came back to me then.  The fog of my own wrong thinking was lifting and all of the good stuff was returning to my mind.  Good friends, a great house, a beautiful location in the Rocky Mountains, a couple of decades of memories, (really freaking good memories) surfacing and shining light into that darkness I had created.

Happy thoughts began to build on themselves and that evolved into happy reminiscing with the family around the dinner table.  Then things really got rolling.  Transfers happened, the tenants in our house gave their notice and our daughter decided she would like to do her graduating year back at her old high school.    It all fell into place.  The perfect circumstances showed up at supersonic speed and suddenly we have the truck booked and are living amid a sea of boxes.

The past three years away I have learned a lot of things.  I learned that an escape does not equal a healing.  I learned that I can make friends and that they will not necessarily die on me.  I learned that I can count on my parents for anything.  And I learned that moving back does not mean  stepping backwards.  I look forward to both the new and the familiar and to reuniting with the amazing, patient friends we left behind but never, ever forgot.

All of this from a well intentioned prayer…. ‘a forever home’.  It is a powerful idea whose time has come.


There really is no place like it.