Anyone can heal
After a few minutes, he stopped crying and said the pain was gone. When he raised his t-shirt again, all traces of the rashes were gone
After a few minutes, he stopped crying and said the pain was gone. When he raised his t-shirt again, all traces of the rashes were gone
(Part One)
I am not a healer. Yet, on several occasions, I have done some remarkable healing, which shows that anyone can heal.
In the early '80s, I taught Parapsychology at De La Salle University. The last day of the class, I decided to hold it in the beach resort owned by one of my students.
We were about to have lunch when one of my students, named Rene, came rushing toward us from the beach, crying out loud. He had been bitten by a jellyfish. He pulled up his t-shirt and showed us his chest that was so red with rashes.
He asked me to heal him. At first, I did not know what to do. Then, I thought of giving him magnetic passes with my hand. As I started moving my hand up and down his chest, I asked the rest of my students to do the same.
After a few minutes, he stopped crying and said the pain was gone. When he raised his t-shirt again, all traces of the rashes were gone. The rest of the students started clapping their hands, I could not believe it.
The next case happened in a large rubber shoe manufacturing company where I used to work. My female assistant asked if she could go home as she was experiencing stomach pain. Despite the fact that she had gone to the clinic and was given medication, I told her she could not leave because she needed to finish a report required by the general manager.
So, I asked her if she was okay with me trying to heal her. She agreed. I told her to come to my room. I also asked my secretary to join us as a witness to what would happen.
We sat on the two chairs in front of my desk, facing each other. I told her to close her eyes and relax.
I also closed my eyes and concentrated my attention on her stomach. With my eyes closed, I "saw" her stomach; the upper portion was blue, but the lower portion was black. I felt that the black portion was the problem, so I concentrated my attention on it.
As I did, I imagined the dark portion turning blue. When both the upper and lower portions of the stomach were the same color, I opened my eyes and saw that her eyes were closed, as if she were in a trance. I told her to open her eyes, which she did, ever so slowly.
I then asked her how she felt. She seemed surprised and then said, "I have no pain," with a smile. She thanked me and went back to work.
To be continued next week.
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