I was talking to a friend about what I do to feed my vitality. I told her I do 'lightwork' every day. Sounds vague and New Age, but that's my name for it in short. "How long have you been doing this for?' she asked. "For about ten years now", I said, "I had this sort of initiation with three witches, and I've been doing it ever since". "Hmm," she replied. "That's not what I see (she's a bit clairvoyant). I can see all this light in you, especially in your heart, your arms and your hands. But it has nothing to do with three women. There's a little tumbling, joking Druid or leprechaun-like man there, jumping up and down, red-brown beard, standing in a golden spotlight. He's had a splendid time in giving you this. The light looks like small particles inside you, like you've sifted it out of something that went through you. So that's where your connection with this light must have started. Such a lovely gift. Have you ever thanked him?