Meltdown Mama #2

When Olivia was younger and began having temper tantrums, I would simply sit down and start sending long distance reiki to her. She does not like the hands on Reiki, I think the it's too much for her tiny little body.

Anyway, it is not so easy now. Two days ago, we were having fun at our friend Jane's house. Olivia was having a wonderfully amazing time. Her big girl friend Rachel was home from school, as well as her little friend, River.

About half and hour before time to go, I started giving Olivia her warnings.

"Olivia, time to go in 1/2 an hour"
"Olivia, time to go in 15 minutes"
"Olivia, time to start packing up and heading out"
She was whimpering and whining a little, but gave friendly goodbyes to her second family.
As we were walking out the door, I mentioned that there was candy chocolate at home for girls who were sweet on the drive. She was very excited about the candy chocolate and still fine, until about 15 seconds later when the light switch went off.

There was screaming and crying and hollering, and while she did let me get her in her car seat rather peacefully, she howled all the way home.

"Mama Jane!!! I want Mama Jane", she screamed all the way home. Well, she clearly was not being sweet.

Finally we get into the house and she remembers the candy chocoloate.

"Mama", she sobs, "I want candy chocolate".
"I'm sorry, baby, you weren't very sweet on the way home"

Then the real tantrum starts. Screaming and hollering for Mama Jane and candy chocolate. I begin my usual ritual of sending long distance Reiki. I keep doing this, along with projecting pure love and golden white light, and telling her that I loved her to much to argue with her.

Finally, I realized that another switch had gone off. She was over the top. She could not remember her reason for her tantrum and was crying uncontrollably.

I sit down on the kitchen floor, the room we happen to be in, still projecting thoughts of love and Reiki energy. She climbs into my lab sobbing. I sit there and hold her, just rocking back and forth, whispering quietly in the back of her head, "I love you" over and over again. She sits in my lap, slowly calming down, pinching my elbow, (something she does to help her feel secure) sobbing less and less. Finally a few minutes later she gently asks for a bottle and television, which I lovingly give to her. We sit down for an episode of Raggs.

All is right with the world.

This is one of the best moments of my life.

Blessings to You.