Bali Healers: My First Balinese Healing Experience
For a long time I’ve wanted to try a Balinese Healing session. More for the experience than anything else. But, last week I totally eat-pray-loved it. I was a 33 year-old Western single woman on a mission in Ubud, Bali’s center for healing. Elizabeth Gilbert would be proud. I visited one of the best of Bali healers, and here’s what happened.
Meet Desak: a Balinese healer with electric hands
It started because a (Dutch, super down-to-earth, lawyer) friend of mine told me about this healer lady, called Desak. My friend had quite an intense experience with her. She told me that Desak has electric healing power coming out of her hands.
A little side note here. I do believe that you can feel “energy” going through your body, because I can feel it myself whenever I focus or relax. Like a tingling sensation that you have in your hands (or feet).
But this sounded surreal. The fact that it was my intelligent friend telling me, got me intrigued. I decided to go check it out myself.
I sent Desak a message (she uses WhatsApp) and Google-mapped my way to her home, some 20 mins away from the centre of Ubud.
When I got there, she was sitting on a little plateau in front of the treatment room in her house with her family.
“Hello, I’m looking for Desak”, I asked.
“Yes”, answered her husband, “come sit here”.
“Where are you from?”, asked Desak. I told her I was from Belanda (Holland), and after some small talk, she asked me the reason why I was there.
I told her I had some pain in my shoulder and my left hand. This was true, but I also figured that a concrete thing like physical pain would be a good indicator to know if her treatment actually works or not.
“Nothing emotional?”, she asked me. Well, I thought to myself, who doesn’t have any emotional stuff to deal with, so I said “just to open my heart a little bit more” (and turn me into me a princess).
She explained to me that there are different kinds of energy. It’s up to you to choose which one you use. Meditation is a good way to control emotions and use the good energy. She told me that we have to “accept and love, not feel fear”.
She led me inside her treatment room: a small chamber with a massage table and a huge altar. Incense was burning and the room was decorated with pictures of deities, and with posters of the anatomy of the human body.
I got onto the massage table. And, just like a normal massage, she started rubbing a nice Eucalyptus-scented oil on my legs.
She put her hands on my ankles, a normal touch at first. Then, suddenly, as if she’d placed jumper cables on my legs, I felt electric shocks coming from her hands. I looked up to see if she was holding some sort of device, but there was nothing. Nothing!
I was in shock. Literally.
Only her hands on my skin. She didn’t wear any sleeves, there was nothing she could hide anything in.
She walked around me, massaging my whole body. My muscles reacted to her hands as if I was having a seizure. I looked several times more, my hands were 10 cm away from my eyes when she had her hands on mine, sending those electric shocks through, and all I saw were her hands. No device, no nothing.
This was seriously the weirdest thing ever. And kind of scary as well. Although I tried to “accept it”, like she told me to, when she got to my head, I nearly freaked out.
When she moved her hands to my head, I experienced a metal taste in my throat and mouth. When she moved them away from my head, the taste went away. Then she got back to my head, and the taste returned.
This was normal she explained.
This was anything BUT normal, I thought.
“Do you worry about this being dangerous?”, she asked me.
“Yes. Is it?”
“No, no worry, this is safe. I treat many people, they all live”.
Oh, okay, I thought.
When she was ready, some 30 mins later, I couldn’t stop smiling. I felt so light, so full of energy and at the same time, so confused.
What was that? I would swear she used a device, but I really couldn’t see anything.
Anyway, whatever it was, I felt physically different. I came to her, feeling exhausted (had a long day), and I left her, feeling light, happy and energised.
The pain in my shoulder and hand was still there though.
But, I woke up the next day, looked into the mirror, and there it was.