Sam

Fifteen months after Tommy John surgery, my elbows healed, but my fastball? Still MIA.

I’ve tried everything…rest, rehab, tweaking my mechanics. Nothing works.

So when my mom booked me a Reiki session, I agreed to go. Not because I believe in it, but because she does. I figured I’d show up, fake it, and get it over with. But I never expected to actually do anything.

And I certainly didn’t expect Hope Keller.

Shes calm, centered, and grounded in a way that makes me feel like I’m spinning out of control. But when I’m around her, something shifts and everything starts falling back into...

Sam

Fifteen months after Tommy John surgery, my elbows healed, but my fastball? Still MIA.

I’ve tried everything…rest, rehab, tweaking my mechanics. Nothing works.

So when my mom booked me a Reiki session, I agreed to go. Not because I believe in it, but because she does. I figured I’d show up, fake it, and get it over with. But I never expected to actually do anything.

And I certainly didn’t expect Hope Keller.

Shes calm, centered, and grounded in a way that makes me feel like I’m spinning out of control. But when I’m around her, something shifts and everything starts falling back into place. Including my fastball.