My Journey Home by David Rabone

From HIV to Light Grids, and Beyond

There are pivotal moments in your life, events that change who you are, and the direction in which you are headed. I have had many of these occurrences, but none more powerful or profound than the moment I was diagnosed with HIV.

At that moment, through the shock and shame of what was happening, I could feel a little flame of destiny being fanned. Through my despair, and there was a lot of that, I knew that my life had, at last, begun. I was 32 years old at the time. Somehow, deep within my heart, I knew that I would survive this trauma, that I would heal, and someday be an inspiration to many others and to myself. I didn’t realise that I would need to completely change who I thought I was. I couldn’t have known that the adventure that followed would take me to the depths of my humanity, and all it’s seeming faults; that I would have to face my darkest self. I didn’t realise what a healing journey really entailed.

My adult life, up until that point, had been one plagued with disappointment. I just couldn’t seem to get onto the right path, no matter how hard I tried. Of course, the path I was walking wasn’t the one I thought I was destined to travel. Or was it? As I look back, I can see the perfection of all my seeming imperfections. They were like wonderful gifts wrapped with a barbed wire bow. It turned out I just needed to receive a few cuts and bruises before I reached the prize.

At the time of my diagnosis I was living in London. I had moved there from Scotland when I was 22 years old, straight out of university. I thought I was headed for the big time. You see, I wanted to be a star, a world famous singer but I soon realised that having talent wasn’t enough. It seemed I lacked the self-belief, the energy, confidence and star quality, and this affected me badly, as each rejection was like fuel being added to the fire of unworthiness already burning inside me. Life wasn’t turning out the way I had envisaged. My childhood dreams were turning into a lonely nightmare.

I had a lovely childhood. Being the youngest of four children meant that I received a lot of love. I did really well at school, top of the class, and so I had huge expectations for my life. But there was a deep pattern of sensitivity, shyness and fear that really made some days horribly painful. I remember crying myself to sleep on many occasions throughout my teenage years, wishing that I could just be taken home. Even at that age, with no spiritual teaching, I knew that home was somewhere else. I felt a lot of love from my family, but I felt there was something lacking within me. At the time, I didn’t know what it was. From the vantage point of today, I know it was a chronic unworthiness, a deep sense of disconnection and rejection.

So, my journey after the diagnosis led me to serious ill health, leaving London to go back home to my parents in Scotland. I had always said that the only way I would return home would be if I were dying or dead. I guess this is a really important lesson in being careful what you say, and wish for.

The day after I returned home, I told my parents of my diagnosis. I had kept it hidden from them for two years, but it was obvious that I was seriously ill. Of course, the news hit my family like a tornado, destroying everything in its path. I felt so ashamed that I had devastated them in such a way, but I had to journey on, and be strong.

A month or so before I left London, synchronicity had brought John of God to my awareness. John of God, for those who are unfamiliar with him, is a healer in Brazil. He channels very high vibrational beings, who work through him to heal those who visit. I have seen such beautiful and miraculous things there.

Within two months of returning home to my family, I found myself standing in front of John of God, shaking, ashamed that he could see me, and everything that had led me to this point in my life. As I stood there, baring my soul, I asked him to heal me. He said that he would, but that it would take five years. I was devastated. I had it in my mind that I would be healed within the month. I was naïve, to say the least. So, I resigned myself to the fact that my journey to health would take longer than I had originally thought. I have now visited John of God’s healing centre eight times, each visit a new chapter bringing greater insights, inspiration and healing,

When I returned from my first visit, I deteriorated really quickly. I developed pneumonia and other viral infections, and spent almost a month in hospital. Only recently, I discovered that there were two occasions when I had an opportunity to pass over, but some deeper part of me must have decided that my work was not yet done, that I had more to do in this incarnation.

My recovery, when I left the hospital, was swift and within a few months I was back at work. I decided that I wanted to learn as much as I could about healing and self-development so over the next few years I studied to be a life coach, learned NLP, hypnotherapy and Theta Healing. This was a wonderfully empowering time of my life, as I peeled back layer after layer, discovering so much about myself. I was becoming more whole, but deep down I knew that I had to go further, to get to the core of my issues, to surrender to my Spirit. I knew that I wasn’t fully on my path, that it felt just like a practice run, a warm up session before the race.

On my seventh trip to Brazil, I experienced another of those moments when everything changes, when you set a new course in life. I met someone called Damien Wynne. At first, there was a little awkwardness between us, but we soon connected and, since, have become good friends. Damien is the founder of an amazing healing, and life transforming, technique called Light Grids.

After returning home from that trip to Brazil, Damien invited me to learn his technique. It was different at that point, but it soon developed into what we now call Light Grids. To say that this has changed my life is the biggest understatement of the century. I soon put Theta Healing into the background and dedicated myself to the practice of this new technique. I felt like I was being invited back home, after years of wandering the desert. Don’t get me wrong, all the other healing and transforming techniques were amazing, and they helped me immeasurably, but now the time had come to finally walk my path. My warm up session was complete, and I was ready.

It seemed to me that to truly heal, I had to change the focus of my journey from one of healing to one of awakening. Light Grids has given me this. It has helped me move from a place of wondering, “when will I be healed?” to a place of “I am becoming more of my true Self” The need to be healed of the virus is secondary now to the calling of my Soul to return home. And from this mindset, I feel the polarity between ‘Am I healed? Am I not?” is becoming less and less. A sense of balance is growing within me, a harmony that is peaceful, and yet immensely powerful. And that is healing!

So I want to describe Light Grids to you but, to be honest, to truly know it, you must experience it. I can only relay my experiences to you, in the hope that it ignites a flame in your heart and soul. I can honestly say that this is my path, and I feel privileged to be able to share my insights, my experiences and the gifts I have received over the last two years. One experience that stands out above all else was at an activation workshop Damien held in Dublin last year. After the activation I felt totally aligned with my purpose and totally at one with my Spirit. It was a huge shift in my consciousness. When I returned home from that workshop, I remember sitting with my mother, my excitement overflowing as I discussed the weekends proceedings. All of a sudden, I felt a power that I had never felt before. I knew that I was experiencing an alignment with my Divine Self, and that my Spirit was in the room, reaching out to my mother, soothing her, reassuring her at some level that her son was in good hands. She then felt dizzy, as the room seemed to fill up with a hazy light. We were both gifted that day with a blessing from Spirit. My mother’s gift was faith, my gift was being able to watch her faith transform in front of my eyes.

My Light Grids journey continues day by day, as I move forward on my path of awakening. I give healings, and hold workshops, sharing the light of this amazing technique, and intend to do more of the same as 2012 progresses. I feel humbled and blessed that I can share this beautiful gift from the Universe with all those who feel its truth within their soul.

Looking back over the last eight years since my diagnosis, it is very clear to me that I created all of my experiences. I have made peace with that, and take full responsibility for all the choices I have made. I see the perfection in all my imperfections, and I am eternally grateful for the opportunity that life has laid before me. Am I healed? In the sense that I am more aligned with Spirit, and living from the heart. Yes! In the sense that I no longer feel unworthy. Yes! To me, that is healing. The virus was the alarm call that woke me from my slumber. So, I’m waking up, and that is healing. The rest of the journey is yet to unfold.

If you would like to know more about Light Grids, or receive information about upcoming workshops, visit www.lightgrids.co.uk, call David on 07714 283384, or email info@lightgrids.co.uk