My experiences as a channel of spiritual healing energy

Greetings!

Please click to view my other posts published in June (except 'What is an obstacle') as this post is a continuum in my journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy.

After the 2-day workshop, the teacher returned to her home state.  The owner of the healing center was kind enough to allow the group to come in once a month to practice what we learned.  She participated in the workshop too.  She and I happened to pair up to practice on each other during the first round.  She was a professional healer who was experienced in many healing arts.  Her energy was wonderful.  There was mutual respect after we came to know each other.

During the workshop, we were told the powerful energy had been given for love and healing to humans around the earth at many different times in history.  It was guided by the Unified Field of Love, a field of high vibration group consciousness which was also known as the Cosmic Christ Energy (e.g. Buddhas, Jesus Christ, Mary, Quan Yin, Djwhal Khul, and Archangels).  The quality of this energy was said to be at the vibration of Love.

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I would like to share with you an interesting incident.  In the summer of 2008, I was prompted to start rereading my journals so that I could share my life experiences someday.  I was surprised to read about a dream I had on 10/17/2005.

I dreamed I was reading from something.  I saw the name of a healing modality.  I said, "Oh, I can actually learn the healing by myself!"  When I woke up, I found myself moving my hands in a spiral motion in front of my body, and I was energized.  I asked my spirit guide.  In my journal, I wrote down - You read it in another dimension.  Indeed, what the earth had, there is a record on the other side. 

On 4/13/2006, the teacher of healing came to the Center.  She mentioned the healing art she taught. It did not ring the bell for I had forgotten about the dream.  Near the end of 2006, I told my guide I was ready to learn healing.  I only realized I had already dreamed of the name of the healing art that I eventually learned as I reread my old journals in August of 2008.  It was incredible that I dreamed of the healing art almost a year and a half before my participation in the workshop!

The healing energy used the unique energy structure and gifts of each individual, and added other gifts and skills to allow each practitioner to offer his or her own version of the healing art.  The teacher told us to detach ourselves from the outcome.  The healing might not be what the recipient had expected.  However, as instruments, we had to fully trust in the wisdom of the Divine that what one received was what one most needed at that particular time.

The healing art was a perfect fit for me for I liked flexibility and spontaneity.  There was no step by step instructions or a must follow detailed procedure.  In addition, most of the time, there was no physical contact as our hands were placed at a distance above the body of the one we worked on.  I simply centered in Love, let go of the ego (or the thought as how to go about healing another), and allowed myself to be a pure, clear channel of healing energy.  I did not concern myself with the outcome, and never took credit for any healing.  To me, every session or healing incident was a humbling and heart warming experience of love.

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Now, let me share with you some of my experiences to show how healing energy worked through me.  (Please view my other posts Healing in the washroom and Love and healing in which I had no idea healing was needed and it happened spontaneously.)

In the beginning as the on-site healer on Wednesday, I was not comfortable talking about me when people walked into the Center.  I answered their questions about the classes and workshops we offered.  Gradually, I asked if they wanted a free healing session at the end of our conversation.

One day, a woman walked in.  She asked me to  work on her.  (I normally did not ask what people wanted to heal before a session.)  After the session, I learned she came in with a severe headache.  As I worked on her, she heard pops around her head as if some energy exploded.  Her headache was gone, or her head no longer hurt after the session.

One night, my son (the younger one) came home near midnight.  He was very tired.  He asked me to work on him while he laid on the couch with his eyes closed.  I knew he had dislocated his shoulder before, but my hands were never guided to work on that part of his body.  When I finished, I said, "Strangely, my hands never work on your shoulder."  My son said, "What are you talking about!  As soon as you asked if I wanted to receive healing, someone was working on my shoulder!"  I had heard many similar stories from my friends or other healing practitioners.  We were not alone.  The celestial or ascended beings were always ready to help us.   

In May 2007, a friend asked me to give a short talk about the healing art to a circle she facilitated.  I wrote a one page presentation with the computer.  When I printed it out, two pages came out!  I thought it could not be.  I clicked print again. Two pages came out.  The computer clearly showed total (1) sheet of paper and the number of copy (1).  I clicked print for the third time.  Two pages came out again!

I called out to my son who was in another room. "Son, there is something wrong with the printer!"  "There is nothing wrong with the printer, Mom.  I used it yesterday!"  my son said.  Up to this point, I had not looked at the copies that came out of the printer. I picked up the papers.  To my uttermost surprise, the second page was very short.

Ascended Master Djwhal Khul
(Name of the the healing art) works through vibration energy codes or bands that new practitioners receive through intention in the first hours of their training.  In some cases, they have already received these light codes through working with a practitioner or teacher.

After the workshop, I had spent some time typing the notes into the computer.  The above short paragraph was from those notes.  How did it 'get' out of the notes, and printed out with the talk I was going to present was beyond me!  I was a novice in spiritual matters.  I did not know much about Ascended Master Djwhal Khul.  I called my friend.  She told me he was the master of Alice Bailey.  Incidentally, during the workshop, the teacher told me it was probably Djwhal Khul who worked through me in a healing session.  This was what happened.

After I practised with the owner of the healing center, another participant paired up with me for the second round.  The whole place was very quiet as we got ready to practise.  Lo and behold, I was filled with so much joy.  I started laughing out loud!  Tears of joy flowed down my face.  The human I was embarrassed, yet part of me was very peaceful.  Understandably, the one I worked on was not too pleased of what happened.  Luckily, she soon seemed to be at peace. 

When we sat down to share our experience, the one I worked on said she felt she was about to have an asthma attack after the first round of practise.  She had not been feeling well, yet she did not want to miss the workshop.  She was very surprised at my laughing.  However, she said the session had probably saved her from an asthma attack.  It was then the teacher told us that other practitioners had similar joyful experiences whenever Ascended Master Djwhal Khul came through in healing sessions.  She continued to tell us some of the stories.

As regards to the words under Djwhal Khul, it was true.  A few of my friends were gifted with the energy codes before participating in my workshops because we worked on each other at church.  I supposed that was the reason the teacher asked us to have a mini session before participating in her workshop.

In mid June 2007, my husband and I went to a summer festival.  Tens or hundred of tents lined up along the roads in a city park.  Some people sold handmade items such as jewelries, toys, and handbags.  Some organizations and churches set up tents to hand out their brochures.  Suddenly, my right hand was surged with energy and started to move vigorously as I walked near a tent.  When I walked past, I saw that the tent was where some Moslem's handed out leaflets of their religion.  I got it I should walk around the tent which meant from the front to the back to let the healing energy do the work.  I understood I was guided to clear all the negative energy and the animosity surrounding that tent.  I observed people tended to look away or walk to the tent across from this tent as soon as they realized it was the Islamic tent.  My husband was afraid for my safety because he feared some people might react to my hand movement.

I was peaceful.  I walked around the tent as guided.  I knew I had a choice.  It was up to me if I wanted to answer the calling or not.  The good thing was, as a woman, people might simply think I had a physical condition. 

The experience served to remind me how easily we could collectively form a negative view or fear towards others.  We had to remember that it didn't do us any good when we expanded on fear or hatred.  We should try to prevent terrorist attack or hold those accountable for their acts.  However, we should not harbor ill feelings towards others simply because we were different.

One day, a friend called.  I had just washed my hair.  She asked me to send healing because she felt she needed it.  I learned she was in a store.  I asked when she would be home.  She said she had some more shopping to do, and would be back at her house in about 30 to 40 minutes.  I said it was good because I needed time to blow dry my hair too, and I would do distant healing at that time.  I put down the phone, and picked up the hair dryer.  Right then, I 'heard' 'it can't wait!'.  At that instant, I was surged with energy.  I got back to my room, and worked as a channel of healing energy .  My friend called me from the store.  She felt she needed healing.  I should have known to do it right away.  But, the logical mind thought it would be better for her when she was in the comfort of her home.  When the session was over, I was grateful for the watchful eyes of the Loving Divine.
                                         
In my own experiences, there had been a few times that no healing energy came through.  When that happened, I was totally fine with it.  I was always honest about it too.  In the book "Ancient Memories" by Ronald Way, Jesus said (seeing the suffering of man) if it was up to him, he would have healed everybody; but it was not meant to be.

One time, someone whom I met for the first time asked me to work on her.  There was a strong smell of drug, but I held no judgment towards her.  I placed my hands above her head.  Surprisingly, my hands were pulled to stay behind my back.  I told her it might be I was not the one who should work on her, or it might be it was not the right time for her to receive.  We hugged before we parted ways.  A year later, we met again.  I was glad to see that she looked well and her eyes were clear.

As channels, sometimes we felt powerful energy came through, and at other times the energy might be very subtle.  From the feedback, gentle or strong energies were equally effective and both had good results for the Source of healing knew exactly what was needed.  Therefore, we should not concern ourselves if the energy was powerful or gentle.  The energy we channeled through might be blue, green, orange, pink, white, gold, warm, cold or whatever that was best for the healing.  As an instrument, we centered in love with the pure intention of service.  We should keep our ego in check, and should not let what channeled through bloat our ego.

I will share with you the experience that blown me away in July.

Love and blessings,
Q of D

More on my journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy

Greetings!

In my last post 'not my will ....', I said I would share with you a very unexpected experience.  However, I realized I had to write some more on my journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy .  In doing so, I hope you would understand how healing worked through me, and why for days I did not know how to deal with what had happened.

People said we often turned within when we were vulnerable or when we had no one to turn to.  In my case, that was exactly what happened.  As things got tough during the restaurant years, my husband succumbed to the pressure of life.  He was angry and bitter about life.  He blocked out all the problems, and I was left to handle them. (Was it not part of the divine plan?!)  Having no one to turn to, I prayed earnestly for help from the Divine.  I also included others, world peace, and Mother Earth in my prayers.

At one point in those prayerful years, I began to form the circle of love.  With my hands extended to the side of my body (palms upward), I invited the highest loving beings from the Divine (e.g. Buddhas, Quan Yin, Jesus Christ, Mother Mary, Mary the Magdalene), archangels and angels, spiritual loving brothers and sisters on earth to come in and join hands with me.  I prayed for the underprivileged children, world peace, and whatever that came to my mind **.  (** For examples, places that were in war or were going through natural disasters and people that had asked me to pray for them / their loved ones.  If I felt someone was sad or not well, I prayed for him / her too.)  Oftentimes, I found myself in a wonderful field of energy and both of my hands seemed to be connected to a powerful band of energy.  Time flew as I prayed.  I felt energized afterwards.  The lack of sleep seemed to have little or no effect on me.

One day, my younger son taught me a few Tai Chi moves.  I seemed to have a little bit of difficulty with a certain move that involved the movement of my right knee.  A few days later, I practiced that particular move again.  All of a sudden, something seemed to unlock.  I felt tremendous energy as I moved my hands!  For days afterwards, I was like a little girl who found so much fun in playing with energy.

When my son came home from campus during the weekend, I told him what happened.  I was joyful, laughing, and happy.  However, my son was annoyed of my mood!  He said I was more interested in playing with the energy than learning Tai Chi.  He did not want to teach me Tai Chi anymore.  

Sometimes I felt that the three men (my husband and our sons) in my life were too serious. They did not see the simple joy I saw.  They did not understand why I looked at the sun, the sky, the trees, the birds, or the people that walked by with a smile.

We sold the restaurant business in 2004.  Though my guides and angels had told me through the angel reading in Dec. 2001 that I should go among people without delay, I did not know where to begin.  At the time, I knew nothing about the Internet.  It would be years before I subscribed to the Internet.  Eventually, I took small steps out of my comfort zone.  I went to a couple of small gatherings and attended a few Sunday services.  (Re Part 2 - Words of Christ and the 4444 Incident )  Sometimes I found myself surged with energy.  My hands were guided to move in a certain way or in a certain direction.  The surging of energy simply happened, and I had not imagined powerful energy flowed into me at all.  On a few occasions, people cried when they touched my hands or when I gave them a hug.  To avoid attention, I often sat near the back. 

On May 26, 2005, I was guided to join a circle in a holistic center.  We met every Thursday morning from 10 to noon.  Whenever new people walked in to join us, the teacher asked us to reintroduce ourselves.  This happened a lot.  Many that came were long time spiritual seekers, and some were professional light workers (e.g. psychics, mediums, hypnotherapist, healers, and musicians).  They were at ease in saying who they were (e.g. " I am Sue. I am a psychic."), and shared a personal story or two.  When it was my turn, I often said, "I am XXXXXX. I am simple."  From the very beginning, some of my friends had told me I was a healer because they could see that in my energy field.  I continued to introduce myself with those words for in many ways that was how I saw myself.

Two months later (July, 2005), the teacher, a long time professional psychic and spiritual teacher, told me that my spirit guide had been urging her to tell me to learn a healing art.

Though powerful energy poured into me occasionally when I sat among other people, I did not really know what went on.  In my Dec. 2001 angel reading, I was told to sit among people without delay, teach more, write and share my wisdom.  My angels and guides did not say anything about healing (***** see postscript).  As a result, I had not thought of learning a healing modality.  I did have a few past life dreams in which I was a spiritual teacher and a healer.  However, I was a Chinese woman in this lifetime, and my English was not good.  I could not envision myself working as a healer in the western culture.  As a result, I did not follow the guidance.  (Please read the postscript at the end of this post.)

In March, 2006, I had a second reading.  (Re The Grand Prize (a $100 Gift Certificate) and the Second Reading )  Since young, I always had a strong desire to be of service.  Before the reading, I had been contemplating as where to volunteer.  Of course, my guides knew very well what was on my mind or my thought could have been influenced by them.  During the reading, the psychic talked about where to volunteer.  She also talked about my healing ability, but what she saw of me was too much for me to take in / accept.  I chose to focus on volunteer work after the reading.  The psychic was compassionate and understanding of my personality.  She encouraged me to place my trust in God.  Her encouragement and loving words helped me a lot on my spiritual journey.  In the reading, she saw images of the life of a sister that was very different from my sister in life.  Her words reminded me of A Mysterious Encounter, and caused me to think of the possibility of a twin sister again.

Near the end of 2006, I finally said to my guides and angels I was ready to learning a healing art.  A month later, I went to hear the talk of a teacher in healing who came from North Carolina.  There was a little story behind it.  Please view my post We are all divine instruments from time to time .

Many people were there to hear the healer's talk.  I raised my hand to ask a question, "Is there a prerequisite for your workshop?"  She said, "I prefer those who have learned other healing arts (she mentioned a few), and I recommend a mini session with me before you come to the workshop."  I thought, "I have not learned any healing.  I do not meet the prerequisite."  I was actually somewhat happy that I did not meet the prerequisite! 

Later, a friend asked me to go outside of the Center to talk.  At one point, I told my friend I wanted to book a mini psychic reading with the teacher of our circle.  (It was the Psychic Night.  There were many psychics and healers.)  When I went back inside, the woman at the register table told me the teacher was fully booked for the night.  She said the healer from North Carolina happened to have one time slot left on her schedule which was coming up in a few minutes.  She asked if I wanted to have a mini healing session instead.  (Do you believe in divine plan?  I do!)

The energy that came through in the mini session was phenomenal.  The teacher of healing said a huge divine being came to facilitate the session.  For days afterward, I bathed in an incredible field of energy.  I decided I would go to her workshop.  During her presentation, the teacher of healing had said she would return to our state to hold a workshop in our center in early April.  Since it would be in our center, I never thought of letting her know ahead of time that I wanted to go to her workshop.  

On Feb. 22 (a 222 day!), 2007, a friend rushed in after the circle had started for quite some times.  She lived far away from the center, and had not come for months.  She said she came because the teacher of healing had mentioned my name twice during their phone conversation that I would be interested in coming to her workshop.  Both of them (the teacher and the friend) did not know my phone number, and I did not have an email address.  My friend had to come to tell me because the workshop would be held on an earlier date in a healing center in another city.  I would have missed the workshop if the teacher had not asked the friend to come!

On March 24 & 25, 2007, I participated in a 2-day workshop.  It was a wonderful, life transforming experience.  While there, I understood why the teacher of healing chose to hold the workshop there.  This was a healing center.  The place was spacious and had different healing rooms.  There were enough massage tables for us to practice healing and work on one another. 

The following Thursday, I told my friends at the circle that I had gone to a healing workshop.  Upon hearing the news, the teacher who was now also the owner of the Center asked me to be the on-site healer on Wednesdays.  Immediately, I said I was not qualified!  I never expected that!  I knew other on-site healers were long time healers and had learned many modalities.  The teacher said, "You need a place to start, don't you?  Wednesday is yours if you are willing."  All of my friends at the circle also urged me to accept.  Reluctantly, I said, "yes."

When I was home, it bothered me because I had no experience in healing at all.  A couple of my friends at the circle were Reiki masters.  I decided to talk to the teacher again.  I told her I was very grateful for the opportunity, however, I really did not know much about healing.  I talked about our friends at the circle.  I said, "How about I come to the Center for a few weeks, and then you choose somebody else?  Or, our friends can take turns as the on-site healers."  The teacher was adamant about her decision.  She looked straight into my eyes and said, "You may think you are an ordinary woman, but you are not.  You don't see what I see.  As long as you want it, Wednesday is yours."  I said, "Since I am only learning, I am not comfortable charging money for the session.  Would it be alright if I don't charge any money."  She said, "It is up to you."

I went to the Center every Wednesday until I moved to another state.  To you, my teacher and friend, I am eternally grateful for your love and support.  I am sorry I had not been a source of income for the Center during those months.

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P.S.  As I re-read this post on July 15, 2019, I realized how easily I judged myself and set limitations instead of opening up to what could be.  I also realized I might have made some progress in this aspect, but I had as yet let go of this pattern / old habit of thinking. 

My friends, please look within to see if there is any area in your life that you have been too critical of yourself and set limitation as I did.  I see the benefits of sharing our experiences for we are interconnected.

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***** I thought my guides and angels had not said anything about healing, but they did.  When I inquired about my connection with a particular being, they showed the channel images that this being took me under her arm as her personal child yet not of a bloodline.  Then they showed the channel an energetic template.  The channel said she did not understand what they were showing her.  Of course, I had no idea what all of these meant.  Well, as my guide said, life was meant to be a mystery.  Here and there we got a piece of a jigsaw puzzle.  Eight and a half years later, I woke up in the middle of the night.  A book that I borrowed from the library happened to open to a certain page.  As I read it, I finally understood my connection with that being, and the energetic template that had much to do with the healing that took place.

Not my will but Thy Will be done through me and in me

Greetings!

Recently I watched a live broadcast of an interview of an extraordinary psychic medium.  When he was a little boy, he 'got' it that his teacher needed to see a doctor right away.  A medical term of her illness came to him, and he gave it to her.  It turned out the information was right, and his teacher went through surgery soon after.  Her life was saved.

When the teacher returned to school, she inquired about the boy's background.  She thought the boy knew the medical term because his family worked in the medical field.  She found out it wasn't the case at all, and understood the boy had a very special gift.

The psychic said his ability was a gift as well as a curse.  On many occasions, he got the urge to approach other people with the information he received, and in turn saved their lives.  However, he had also been wrongly received or judged.  One day in school, he saw in his mind eye his classmate, a girl, was being sexual abused at home.  He told the girl to talk to a teacher and ask for help.  Instead of talking to a teacher, the girl talked to her mother.  The boy ended up being badly beaten by a ruler on the hand by the principal.

During the interview, the psychic who was clearly a channel with the pure intention of service choked up a few times recalling his experiences.  From the books I read, there were other psychics who had similar challenging experiences like him while they were growing up.  One of them, in his teens, was almost admitted to a mental hospital by his own family.  They thought his gift was from an evil source.  Luckily, the doctor found him to be normal and sane after the examination.  He later became a known medium, and had written some wonderful spiritual books.

Many people carried "not my will but Thy Will be done through me and in me" on their lips during church services or in their private times.  In life, sometimes it was really not an easy choice to follow Thy Will or the Will for the greatest good of all as shown in our brother's story above.

In my next post***, I will share with you an experience which was as unexpected to me as to many others.  For days afterwards, I did not know how to handle what had happened.  If you haven't read my post The Unfolding of a Test , please click to view it as the experience I will share is also about speaking the truth.

May joy and love fill your days always!

Love,
Q of D
*** Please click to view the 4 posts which were written in July relating to the incident.            
                  Part 1 - The Unexpected Incident
                  Part 2 - The Gathering 
                  Part 3 - The Dream of 99 on four corners of Big Dollar Bills
                  Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience

What is an obstacle?

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One morning, I had a very short dream.  In the dream, my younger son put small pieces of stones into his shoes.  I asked why he did that.  Then I woke up.

I interpreted the dream as an indication that my son had put some sort of obstacle or challenge on his path.  So I asked for words from my spirit guide.

"You are right to think that it was him who put some sort of obstacle on his path.  It is not to make his life difficult, but to have an experience.  Know that obstacles are not obstacles.  They are just something that make us do things differently.  A problem solver*** as he is, it is to find a solution."

When I had the dream, I had come back from a visit to my son and daughter-in-law not long ago.  (We lived in different states at that time.)

During the visit, our daughter-in-law expressed her desire to be a mother as soon as possible.  Growing up, she was the only child.  She loved children, and that was why she got a degree in education.  Meanwhile, my son had told me earlier he preferred to live in a world of two for a while longer before they started a family.  My daughter-in-law wanted me to be on her side, and my son wanted me on his.  I smiled and declined to take sides.  I told them they were adults.  They were husband and wife.  It was their decision when to start a family.

A couple of days after my dream, I got a call from our son.  Our daughter-in-law was pregnant!  I was not that surprised to hear the news because of my dream.

Our son and daughter-in-law have been married for six years.  We are now blessed with three wonderful grandchildren.  Our oldest grandson just turns five.  Our daughter-in-law is a natural loving, good mother.  I am also very proud of our son.  He takes good care of his children.  He changes their diapers, reads to them, plays with them, and helps as much as he can around the house.

***In my Dec. 2001 reading, I asked about our sons. I was told my younger son was bright and intelligent.  In his other lifetimes, he built cities and engineered bridges.  He was a problem solver.  However, he did not live fully to his potential and passion because he got married early and had too many children.  It was advisable for him to get married later in this life after he tried different kind of work and figured out what he wanted to do.  I had told my son about the reading.

In the summer of 2002, I dreamt my son said he decided to change his college.  He said he was going to the University of Maryland!  In the dream, I said I knew he was very stubborn.  If he had his mind set, he had his mind set.

When I woke up from the dream, I felt relieved that it was only a dream.  My son went to the best university in the state we lived in, and he graduated in 2003.  (It did not mean University of Maryland was any less.  We did not live in Maryland.  So we never thought of Univ. of Maryland.)

When I looked back at the dream now, Maryland sounded like Marry Land.  It could be an indication that my son had chosen marriage at that time instead of the long wait as advised.  As far as I knew, we did modify our plans from time to time.
 
The possibilities of how our life unfolds are like the branches and leaves of a big tree. Everything is not fixed to be this way or that way.  We are gifted with a free will.  The choices we make affect the events in our life.  No matter what happens in our life, it will do us good to hold a positive outlook and go from there.

Love and peace,
Q of D

My journey as a channel of spiritual healing energy

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When I followed the guidance to step out of my comfort zone and mix with people, I was very troubled by an occurrence.  On a few occasions, people cried when I talked, gave them a hug, or their hands happened to touch mine.

For instance, I was at church.  An elderly couple sat a seat away from me.  Later, the minister told the congregation to greet one another.  The woman touched my hands, and immediately began to sob.  "What's wrong, Honey?" her husband asked.  She could not answer him because she could not stop sobbing.  Her husband was very concerned, and I was too.  When she finally stopped sobbing, she said she was fine.  She looked fine and did not explain why she cried.

I was guided to join a circle in May 2005.  It was a new experience for me.  For many years, I seldom socialized with people outside of my family.  When I joined the circle, I had to speak and share as my friends did.  We also hugged one another before we parted ways.  In the beginning, I was not very comfortable with this kind of physical contact.  Fortunately, my friends in the circle were open and loving.  Their way of being changed me.  Gradually, I was more used to hug truthfully***.

***Most people hugged because it was the custom.  A truthful hug was a hug with genuine love, compassion, and/or gratitude.  For example, people were invited to dinner.  At the end of the night, people hugged and thanked the host.  Some did it simply because it was the custom.  Some hugged and gave thanks truthfully from their hearts. 

One day, I sensed a new friend's frustration was up to the rim.  She felt her family and friends had wronged her.  She was frustrated because she did not get the response she hoped for from the circle.  Although she had come for a few weeks, but we had not yet hugged each other.  She often walked past me as if she did not see me.  I assumed she was not comfortable, and let it be.  However, sensing how she felt that day, I could not help but looked at her with lots of compassion.  When the circle was over, I decided to take the first step.  I walked to her and gave her a hug.  She started to sob.  We remained in the hug for a long while until she finished sobbing.  Afterward, she seemed to be embarrassed.  She said, "I do not know why.  I just feel like crying, and I cry."  I did not know how to respond.  I wished her a good weekend and left.

By then, I knew nothing about healing.  To me, we cried when we were sad or overjoyed.  I did not see it was the case on those occasions.  I wondered what was going on.

One day, I shared with my friends a personal experience.  As I talked, all of them cried and became very emotional.  A friend had to grab a box of Kleenex tissues to pass it around.  They were still wiping their tears after I finished talking.  I was shocked.  I wondered what I had done.  When the circle was over, the teacher, sensing the question on my mind, said, "Your words went into my heart, and I could not help myself (from crying)."

When I was home, I thought it might be I should talk less for I did not want my friends to feel sad.  I also prayed for answers.  Amazingly, I got an explanation that evening.

I was reading the Chinese newspaper.  My eyes kept going to an article somewhere in the center of the page.  It was a concert or music review.  I loved music, but I had never gone to any concert.  I was not interested in reading reviews.  However, on and off, my eyes would fall on the article, and I read a paragraph or two.  Suddenly, something in the middle of the article caught my attention.

The writer of the article interviewed a known Chinese musician after a concert.  The musician played a traditional Chinese two-stringed bowed instrument called erhu.  She had performed for decades.  In the beginning of her career, she found many in the audience cried during the concert.  Some stayed behind to tell her how touched they were of her performance.  In time, she found out people cried whenever she played a particular piece of music.  The music was light, uplifting, full of joy, and not a bit of sadness.  The title of the music was "Spring".  It expressed the lively, joyful scenery of spring.  She was surprised because she knew people did not cry when other erhu musicians played this piece of music.  "Why do people cry?  Are those tears of joy?" she wondered.

As the phenomenon continued, she was curious to find out why people cried.  She began asking those who stayed behind what they felt as they listened to the music.  It seemed people cried for many different reasons.  Some relived the happy memories which they had long forgotten.  Some recalled the unhappy times of their lives.  Some said they just felt very emotional as they listened to the music.  Others said something in the music went deep inside their hearts, and tears began to flow.  Many of them were surprised to hear the title of the music was "Spring".  Despite of the difference of emotions while listening to the music, all of them found a renewed sense of joy after they cried.

After years of performing, she still saw the same phenomenon in her concerts.  She said everything was energy.  She concluded people cried because something in the sound (or the vibration) of the music she played went somewhere deep inside their hearts or souls.

After reading the article, I was more at peace with what happened because her conclusion corroborated with what the teacher said.  Everything was energy.  The famous erhu musician was in truth a gifted healer who channeled healing through her music.

One day, a woman came to the circle.  We learned from the teacher that she had been a healer for over 30 years.  During the circle, she related the words and images that came to her from the angels and guides about some of us.  Her words for me were right on.  She was a very loving being.  At the end of the circle, she gave each of us a long, truthful hug.  A friend gave her a quick, customary hug.  The healer said, "Not yet, I am not done."  As they remained in the embrace, the friend cried and cried for quite a while.  I only saw the healer twice in my two years with the circle.

Not long after, another long time spiritual teacher and healer was with us.  When the circle was over, she gave us a long, truthful hug as the other healer did.  A friend who did not look well that day sobbed as she was hugged.  She looked much better afterward.

From the above incidents, I understood the healers were giving us healing energy while hugging us.  I also realized crying was healing on those occasions.

Life is a journey.  Four years after I was told to mix with people, I joined the circle.  Two months later, my spirit guide told me through the facilitator of the circle to learn a healing art, but I did not follow the guidance.  When I read the newspaper article in January 2006, I still did not want to learn healing.  It took another 14 months before I went to a 2-day healing workshop.  I eventually understood going to the workshop was a process to uncover what was within.

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In my opinion, there may seem to be many different healing modalities, however, the Source of healing is One.  The one who channels healing and the one who receives healing are labels only.  In the truth of oneness, who heals or who is healed? 

I will share with you some more stories of healing in the future.  If you want to read other posts on healing, please click 'stories of healing' under Labels above the post. (Other posts on my journey as a channel of healing energy More on my journey as a channel and My experiences as a channel )

Have a good weekend!

Peace,
Q of D