One Friday evening during cocktails on their boat, Sally and Jim extolled their weekly jaunts to the Texas Medical Center with My Specialist This and My Specialist That … I finally got it! The light went on! BINGO.
That weekend Jim arrived for his usual boost of Reiki; during the treatment and conversations I mentioned that the usual fee was $50 for my time. He looked at me and said, “I’m NOT paying for THIS!”
What value had he placed on my gifts of Reiki?