Greetings!
I often honor the angels on 111 or 1111 days, e.g. Jan. 11, Nov. 1, Nov. 10 or Nov. 11. I am very grateful for their active, loving presence in my life.
On Nov. 11, 2008, I woke up around 6 a.m. and began giving thanks to the messengers of God - the Archangels and Angels. After my son went to work, I tried to sleep again. I had a wonderful dream.
In the dream, I woke up seeing two young priests in the house. The dreamed me regarded them as priests; however, both of them wore blue shirts like ordinary people instead of as that of a priest. They were in their 20 s. I walked from my bedroom to the living room. I noticed one of them who was wearing a short sleeve blue shirt observed me wherever I went. He kept his hands at his back, and seemed to quietly leave something here and there. I wondered what he was holding behind his back, but I did not ask. In the dream, I felt very comfortable or peaceful in their presence. I walked back to my bedroom to sleep.
Later, my brother woke me up because he found big pictures all over the house. He showed me some of the pictures. Immediately, I exclaimed with joy, "These are pictures of angels! Look! This is a picture of Archangel Michael and that is Archangel Raphael . . . . . . ." Each picture was about 1 1/2 feet x 2 feet. Among the pictures were the two young men or beings that I saw earlier. I was overjoyed to see those wonderful pictures of archangels and angels. My brother was somewhat upset. He asked if I knew who left the pictures all over the house. I said, "I know!" I knew it was the one that wore a short sleeve blue shirt. However, I decided not to talk about it since my brother knew nothing about angels.
Then I woke up.
I was all smiles. I realized the two young men in the dream were angels. I thanked them for the beautiful pictures. I did not know the significance of the angel leaving pictures here and there in house. I also did not understand why my brother was in the dream. At the time, I was living in another state in an apartment with my husband and our older son. With my human mind, I did not understand every aspect of my dreams, and did not think it was necessary for me to do so either. From my experience, I normally got a feel of a dream upon waking up. I felt joyous about this dream. Since I saw colors and images, I thought the dream might be of some significance. (Most of my dreams are feel dreams, please click to view More on Dreams )
Nov. 11, 2008 was a Tuesday, and it was also the Veteran's Day. When I woke up from the dream, I realized it was later than I thought. I had to get ready in a hurry and go to church to join the healing prayer circle. I had joined the Tuesday healing prayer service since Jan. 2008.
When I arrived, I was ten minutes late, but the service had not started yet. Later, we settled down and got ourselves ready for the service.
The normal procedure of the healing prayer service began with a prayer by the facilitating pastor. We sat in quietude (or meditated) for a while. We sang some hymns. (Singing hymns is energizing.) Then it was time to light candles. While lighting a candle, he / she might say a prayer or whatever that came to him / her. Another pastor or a friend sometimes brought a book / message to read and share. Later, the facilitating pastor read from the bible or some scripture. We meditated on what we heard. Then we read the names of those that requested prayers. We got into quietude / meditation again. Afterward, the pastor asked if someone needed healing. Usually, two or three people would ask for healing. After healing, the pastor said a prayer and we sang the Jesus Canon to close the service.
However, that day was not meant to be a normal day.
As soon as we settled down for the service, I was surged with Spirit (or energy but Spirit was the word I used in my journal). I tried very hard to stay on my chair. When it was time to light candles, I could not remain where I was anymore. I walked past two people to work on a woman. (We sat in a circle.) I never anticipated for this to happen. The woman showed some sort of resistance, but the Holy Spirit kept me there to work on her. I (the human I) fully understood how awkward the situation was for the sister, but I was fully surged with energy. When the work was done, I went back to my chair.
The service continued. But, soon I was moved to work on two more people. I worked on one for a brief while, and the other one for quite some time. When I sat down on my chair again, I knew very well I had totally interrupted the whole service. The facilitating pastor said it was time to read the names of those who requested prayers. He said a prayer to close the service. That day we did not sing any hymn except the Jesus Canon.
Everybody (including me) was very quiet, and did not know what to make of what had happened. I stood up to leave the chapel. Before I left, the first woman that I worked on came to talk to me. She said she had told others this morning that she had a bad headache; when I went to work on her, she thought I knew of her headache; then she realized I knew nothing about it since I arrived late. (In later days, I learned she taught community college and was a Reiki master.)
On my way home, part of me was peaceful, yet the human I found what happened unsettling. It was hard to describe, but I believed some of you understood the feeling for what happened to me must have happened to many too. When I was a few minutes from home, a car appeared in the next lane with a license plate 4444! Adding to my amazement was the car in front of it was with a license plate 5444! I could not help but let out a joyful smile. Thank you, Loving Divine, for showing me the Power of God's Love! (444 stands for the Power of God's love, and it is a very significant number in many of my experiences.)
Looking back, the Tuesday healing prayer service incident was minor in comparison with The Unexpected Incident that happened on Nov. 30, 2008. Or, it could be said the healing prayer service incident was a precedent of the later incident that took place during Sunday service. The presence of the loving angels had helped me a lot during that time in maintaining my peace. I might not be able to fully comprehend my dream on Angels Day, but it was indeed a dream of significance.
In my last post A Remarkable Coincidence , I wrote that I had been asking myself in recent weeks / months the following questions.
Why did I always feel I did not know what to do with my healing work?
Did I feel I was qualified as a healer?
Did I (truly) want to work as a healer?
I shared with you the experience on Angels Day (Nov. 11, 2008) for a reason. I would share with you how I felt in my next post.
Love and Peace,
Q of D
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Monday, July 29, 2019
Saturday, March 24, 2018
My Lesson of Discernment
Greetings!
There were 9 healers in the healing service. Each healer stood behind a chair. People in the congregation that wanted to receive healing began to fill those chairs. A woman went to sit on a chair closest to the wall. The woman healer behind that chair greeted her. When the service started, the woman was surprised to see the woman healer rushed to work on another person instead of her. A while later, the woman healer returned to work on her.
The woman healer did not conform to the formality of the healing service. Her hand movement was unconventional, and at times she did not seem to know what she was doing. At one point, she went to work on someone that another healer was working on. Out of politeness, the other healer gracefully allowed her to work on the same person. During the service, the woman healer worked on those that came to sit on the chair before her as well as others sitting in the congregation. She was not supposed to do that. She should work on those that came to sit on the chair or those that asked for healing. When the service was winding down, people that came for healing returned to their seats, and some healers went back to sit among others in the congregation. The pastor announced the service was over. The woman healer was the only healer that still worked on someone who had come to sit on the chair a short while earlier. Gradually, people left their seats to form the closing circle. The woman healer tried to let the one that sat on the chair know the service was over. However, that person continued to sit there as if in a blissful state, and did not know the service was over.
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After publishing my last post Divine Inspiration and Co-creation , I read my notebook of that time.
The above healing service took place two weeks after I read "So Send I You". Yes, I was the woman healer. It was the 4th time I took part in the quarterly healing service. In many ways, I did not act any differently that Sunday from my previous participation. For instance, in the healing service three months earlier, I was moved by the loving, healing energy to walk forward to send blessing and healing energy to the whole congregation. I did not know a man was standing behind me wanting to sit on my chair. After waiting for me for a while, he went to sit on another chair. I only knew what happened some months later when I watched the DVD of that Sunday. (Re the DVD mentioned in A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove )
In the same notebook, I also read about another incident.
Every Tuesday I joined the small circle of healing prayer service. One Tuesday, I was late. The service had begun. As soon as I sat down, powerful healing energy moved me to work on someone. Then I went back to my chair, but got up again to work on two more people. My action totally disrupted the service. That day we had a service none like the other. Everyone was very quiet afterward. I was quiet too. I wanted to apologize or explain. But, what could I say or how did I explain? When the service was over, I stood up to leave. A woman said, "I told others this morning that I had a severe headache for some days. You must have heard about that. That is why you work on my head. But ... you haven't arrived yet when I talked about my headache." Similar incidents happened on other occasions. (Re My higher self and the human I in my healing experiences ) But, these incidents were nothing as serious as that of The Unexpected Incident.
Of course, the human I felt embarrassed in these awkward situations that I caused. With my personality, I liked to stay on the side as an observer without drawing any attention. Therefore, I found these situations quite challenging, yet part of me seemed to be unfazed or at peace with what happened.
From the way I acted, some saw me as rude or egoistic. I did not see fault in others for judging me. I understood because 'I am a human being too'. We all formed an opinion in what we saw.
After The Unexpected Incident , a friend said I should never let any force control me. When I did not go to church, a pastor called me. The pastor sat in the front on the Sunday when the incident took place. Therefore, he did not see what happened. When I told him, he paused for quite a while. He said most churches would not allow that to happen. I said I understood, and that was why I stayed home until I knew what to do. At the end of our conversation, the pastor said I could choose to sit there channeling healing energy without standing up or leaving my seat. (The truth was that was how the divine worked through me most of the time. I preferred to sit there without drawing any attention too.) I did not say anything. This brother had always been caring and supportive. However, I felt there was no way for me to explain. One might have to be in a similar state to understand how it was like to be surged with energy. When I was moved to get out of my chair to work on others, the human I was surprised. However, in faith and love, I knew to follow even though I had no idea why it happened. (If you wanted to know why the healing energy lifted me off the chair to work on five people, please read the three posts that published after The Unexpected Incident .)
When I followed the guidance to sit among people, I never expected to be in these awkward situations. The human I felt unsettled. Meanwhile, I understood I should look at what happened with discernment. Nothing was what it seemed on the surface. (Re The Unfolding of A Test and We Are All Tools in the Divine Plan )
What did I get out of these unexpected happenings? The Grace of God is always there. When things continued to unfold, I often got to understand why this or that happened through other's confirmation. Furthermore, no matter what happened or wherever I was, there were always some people that showed me unconditional love and support. My heart was constantly filled with gratitude for the love of God that was expressed through my friends.
When I read about the Tuesday prayer circle incident, it was past 1 am. In my notebook, I wrote down the incident in detail. I wrote about how embarrassed it was to sit down and get up again to work on another person; when I thought it was over, I was guided to work on the third one. I recalled how my action stunned everybody including me, and how silent everybody was afterward. In hind sight, I felt the funny side of a life drama, and broke out laughing. Luckily, my laughing did not wake up my loved ones for they were not light sleeper like me.
Love & Peace,
Q of D
There were 9 healers in the healing service. Each healer stood behind a chair. People in the congregation that wanted to receive healing began to fill those chairs. A woman went to sit on a chair closest to the wall. The woman healer behind that chair greeted her. When the service started, the woman was surprised to see the woman healer rushed to work on another person instead of her. A while later, the woman healer returned to work on her.
The woman healer did not conform to the formality of the healing service. Her hand movement was unconventional, and at times she did not seem to know what she was doing. At one point, she went to work on someone that another healer was working on. Out of politeness, the other healer gracefully allowed her to work on the same person. During the service, the woman healer worked on those that came to sit on the chair before her as well as others sitting in the congregation. She was not supposed to do that. She should work on those that came to sit on the chair or those that asked for healing. When the service was winding down, people that came for healing returned to their seats, and some healers went back to sit among others in the congregation. The pastor announced the service was over. The woman healer was the only healer that still worked on someone who had come to sit on the chair a short while earlier. Gradually, people left their seats to form the closing circle. The woman healer tried to let the one that sat on the chair know the service was over. However, that person continued to sit there as if in a blissful state, and did not know the service was over.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After publishing my last post Divine Inspiration and Co-creation , I read my notebook of that time.
The above healing service took place two weeks after I read "So Send I You". Yes, I was the woman healer. It was the 4th time I took part in the quarterly healing service. In many ways, I did not act any differently that Sunday from my previous participation. For instance, in the healing service three months earlier, I was moved by the loving, healing energy to walk forward to send blessing and healing energy to the whole congregation. I did not know a man was standing behind me wanting to sit on my chair. After waiting for me for a while, he went to sit on another chair. I only knew what happened some months later when I watched the DVD of that Sunday. (Re the DVD mentioned in A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove )
In the same notebook, I also read about another incident.
Every Tuesday I joined the small circle of healing prayer service. One Tuesday, I was late. The service had begun. As soon as I sat down, powerful healing energy moved me to work on someone. Then I went back to my chair, but got up again to work on two more people. My action totally disrupted the service. That day we had a service none like the other. Everyone was very quiet afterward. I was quiet too. I wanted to apologize or explain. But, what could I say or how did I explain? When the service was over, I stood up to leave. A woman said, "I told others this morning that I had a severe headache for some days. You must have heard about that. That is why you work on my head. But ... you haven't arrived yet when I talked about my headache." Similar incidents happened on other occasions. (Re My higher self and the human I in my healing experiences ) But, these incidents were nothing as serious as that of The Unexpected Incident.
Of course, the human I felt embarrassed in these awkward situations that I caused. With my personality, I liked to stay on the side as an observer without drawing any attention. Therefore, I found these situations quite challenging, yet part of me seemed to be unfazed or at peace with what happened.
From the way I acted, some saw me as rude or egoistic. I did not see fault in others for judging me. I understood because 'I am a human being too'. We all formed an opinion in what we saw.
After The Unexpected Incident , a friend said I should never let any force control me. When I did not go to church, a pastor called me. The pastor sat in the front on the Sunday when the incident took place. Therefore, he did not see what happened. When I told him, he paused for quite a while. He said most churches would not allow that to happen. I said I understood, and that was why I stayed home until I knew what to do. At the end of our conversation, the pastor said I could choose to sit there channeling healing energy without standing up or leaving my seat. (The truth was that was how the divine worked through me most of the time. I preferred to sit there without drawing any attention too.) I did not say anything. This brother had always been caring and supportive. However, I felt there was no way for me to explain. One might have to be in a similar state to understand how it was like to be surged with energy. When I was moved to get out of my chair to work on others, the human I was surprised. However, in faith and love, I knew to follow even though I had no idea why it happened. (If you wanted to know why the healing energy lifted me off the chair to work on five people, please read the three posts that published after The Unexpected Incident .)
When I followed the guidance to sit among people, I never expected to be in these awkward situations. The human I felt unsettled. Meanwhile, I understood I should look at what happened with discernment. Nothing was what it seemed on the surface. (Re The Unfolding of A Test and We Are All Tools in the Divine Plan )
What did I get out of these unexpected happenings? The Grace of God is always there. When things continued to unfold, I often got to understand why this or that happened through other's confirmation. Furthermore, no matter what happened or wherever I was, there were always some people that showed me unconditional love and support. My heart was constantly filled with gratitude for the love of God that was expressed through my friends.
When I read about the Tuesday prayer circle incident, it was past 1 am. In my notebook, I wrote down the incident in detail. I wrote about how embarrassed it was to sit down and get up again to work on another person; when I thought it was over, I was guided to work on the third one. I recalled how my action stunned everybody including me, and how silent everybody was afterward. In hind sight, I felt the funny side of a life drama, and broke out laughing. Luckily, my laughing did not wake up my loved ones for they were not light sleeper like me.
Love & Peace,
Q of D
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
She missed her cat that died four months ago
Greetings!
Standing in line to pay for the grocery, I suddenly felt a surge of energy. The energy in me and around me was very strong.
Then someone behind me lightly pulled my jacket. I turned.
An elderly woman that was in line (yet not right behind me) said, "I see you have bought a bag of cat food. You must have a cat."
I smiled and said, "Yes, I do!"
The woman's eyes turned red, and tears began to form in her eyes. She said, "My cat passed away four months ago. I still miss her very much every day."
I said, "I am sorry." I told her that two cats in my son's family had passed away due to old age some months ago; fortunately, they had adopted another cat, and the cat turned out to be very gentle and friendly.
The woman said, "The pain is still raw. I don't know if I ever want another cat."
I looked at her. I said, "I understand."
I thought of what to say. I said, "Our cat loved my husband the most. He listens to my husband, and stays by his side. When our son comes home from work, the cat turns his attention to our son. I am third on the cat list. But, I love our cat!"
The woman's eyes lit up. She said, "Yes! Each cat has his own character and favorite." She went on to tell me more about her cat.
I paid for my grocery. Before I left, I walked to the woman and lightly patted her arm. I wished her a happy Thanksgiving. She let out a bright smile and wished me the same.
As I walked out of the store, my energy returned to normal.
In the beginning years **, this sudden surge of energy bothered me. I could not help but wondered what went on. (** i.e. When I followed the guidance to step outside of my family and go among people) I also wondered why people cried when I looked at them or when we were having a simple conversation. Somehow, the human I was not into asking questions. In retrospect, I believed it was meant to be on most occasions. (Re other posts on healing such as I saw no purpose of being there )
The above incident happened before Thanksgiving Day. However, I could not finish the post (or until I finished relating my inner struggle about the feeling of separateness).
Have a wonderful December!
Many blessings,
Q of D
Standing in line to pay for the grocery, I suddenly felt a surge of energy. The energy in me and around me was very strong.
Then someone behind me lightly pulled my jacket. I turned.
An elderly woman that was in line (yet not right behind me) said, "I see you have bought a bag of cat food. You must have a cat."
I smiled and said, "Yes, I do!"
The woman's eyes turned red, and tears began to form in her eyes. She said, "My cat passed away four months ago. I still miss her very much every day."
I said, "I am sorry." I told her that two cats in my son's family had passed away due to old age some months ago; fortunately, they had adopted another cat, and the cat turned out to be very gentle and friendly.
The woman said, "The pain is still raw. I don't know if I ever want another cat."
I looked at her. I said, "I understand."
I thought of what to say. I said, "Our cat loved my husband the most. He listens to my husband, and stays by his side. When our son comes home from work, the cat turns his attention to our son. I am third on the cat list. But, I love our cat!"
The woman's eyes lit up. She said, "Yes! Each cat has his own character and favorite." She went on to tell me more about her cat.
I paid for my grocery. Before I left, I walked to the woman and lightly patted her arm. I wished her a happy Thanksgiving. She let out a bright smile and wished me the same.
As I walked out of the store, my energy returned to normal.
In the beginning years **, this sudden surge of energy bothered me. I could not help but wondered what went on. (** i.e. When I followed the guidance to step outside of my family and go among people) I also wondered why people cried when I looked at them or when we were having a simple conversation. Somehow, the human I was not into asking questions. In retrospect, I believed it was meant to be on most occasions. (Re other posts on healing such as I saw no purpose of being there )
The above incident happened before Thanksgiving Day. However, I could not finish the post (or until I finished relating my inner struggle about the feeling of separateness).
Have a wonderful December!
Many blessings,
Q of D
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
My higher self and the human I in my healing experiences
Greetings!
In Part 1 - The Unexpected Incident, powerful healing energy moved me to work on five people in the middle of a Sunday service. I understood how disruptive my action was, yet part of me was very peaceful. I had made a vow to commit to Thy Will. I knew it was not my ego that raised me up to give healing. Afterward, the human I did not know what to think of the incident. In the days that followed, I eventually came to understand there was a big reason (or purpose) behind what happened.
If you haven't read Part 1, you may also want to read Part 2 - The Gathering , Part 3 - The Big Dollar Bills and Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience . To me, the aha moment in the auto shop was the most significant of the whole experience. (i.e. Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience) In that brief moment, I understood a lot. Indeed, my experiences were not just my experiences. As I went through mine, others went through their own unique experiences too. Nothing happened by accident, and our experiences were intricately interconnected.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When I participated in the 2-Day workshop in March 2007, the teacher of healing had talked about the proper protocol before and after a healing session. For example, we should ask for permission before we worked on him or her. As a grown up, I knew very well the appropriate and acceptable manner in social gatherings. However, when I followed the guidance to go among people, I soon found myself in situations that I had never anticipated.
For instance, 2 1/2 months after the healing workshop, my husband and I went to a local festival. Different organizations and hundreds of vendors set up booths in the park. Suddenly, I was surged with powerful energy (or filled with the Holy Spirit). My hands began to move vigorously to send out healing energies. Since I had asked to be an instrument, I allowed myself be. My husband was very surprised at my sudden hand movements. When I walked past, I saw that it was a booth where Muslims handed out pamphlets of their religion. It was then I understood why those who walked ahead of us tried to keep a big distance from the booth.** I 'got' it I should walk around the booth to cleanse and purify the negative energy that people had sent out when they saw the booth. My husband feared for me. He wanted to stop me, but I chose to follow the divine guidance. I knew I was safe for people probably thought 'this Chinese woman had a physical condition'.
** After the 9/11 Terrorists Attacks, some people held an opinion against the Muslims. However, in every race and religion, there were good, peace-loving people. It was wrong to generalize and discriminate against other people based on race or religion.
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Most participants at the March 2007 workshop were experienced professional healers. Therefore, they had precepts of how to go about in healing sessions. The teacher gave us some instructions. Then she added that we would eventually know we did not have to think what to do during a session because the Energy that worked through us guided us in every way. She said the best we could do was to
set a pure intention of service,
The teacher said each person would move differently during healing session because everybody had a unique energy structure. All credits went to the Source / God, and we should not be concerned with the outcome.
When we paired up to practice, I had an easier time of letting go letting God than others because I had no precept of what to do. I was open to the loving energy that came through. I found my movements unconventional and different from others. The teacher's calm, comforting words put me at ease. It was an amazing experience as all of us accepted each other in the spirit of love.
In the healing workshops that I facilitated *, I observed it was true that each participant moved differently in sessions. (* I never thought about holding healing workshops for I knew very little about healing. If you want to know how the Divine pushed me to hold my first workshop, please click to view A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove .)
In time, I understood my participation in the Mar. 2007 workshop was but a process to realize what was within, and it was not about the name of a healing art. Recently I happened to read some articles online in which people fought over whose healing art was more powerful than the other, and a few fought over the title of importance. I supposed all of us learned healing for two possible reasons: to heal ourselves and/or to be of service. Should we ask 'how may I serve' instead of fighting over such things as mentioned earlier?
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I did not go to church for some weeks after The Unexpected Incident. When I returned to church, many loving brothers and sisters came to talk to me. I learned everything that happened was in Divine order. The brother that looked healthy did need healing.
I understood the church did not want the same thing to happen again. Oh, believe me, so did I (the human I)! A kind pastor said he could ask the church to consider making an announcement to the congregation that if I approached anybody during service, he or she could choose to receive healing outside of the chapel. Another pastor said I should mentally send healing energy without drawing any attention or leaving my chair. It was never my intention to draw attention, but I knew it was hard for others to understand. After some thought, I said I would walk out of the chapel if I found myself in the same situation again.
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In the 2006 readings, I was told healing could occur when I sat among other people. Other than setting the intention to serve and affirming my vow to commit to God's Will, I had never imagined / asked powerful energy to flow into me. Occasionally, I found myself surged with energy. I had no idea how healing worked through me or if healing truly took place. I took comfort in the assumption**** that nobody knew I was surged with energy except me. Sometimes people cried when I looked at them and spoke a few simple words. On a few occasions, people cried or shook when they accidentally touched my hands.
As time went by, I was more at ease with the sudden happenings around me. Still, there were times I found it challenging to follow the guidance. When I did follow, I knew how I acted did not conform to the acceptable social manner.
For example, in the quarterly healing services at church, powerful energy filled me and moved me to begin giving healing before the facilitating pastor told us (the healers) to. Each healer was supposed to work on the person who sat in the chair before him or her. However, I was all over the place. One of my hand might be sending energy to one person, while the other hand worked on another. I had also been moved to work on people that had not come forward to receive healing. While some people thought I did not know the proper protocol of healing, the human I was embarrassed because I did remember.
Understandably, some people thought that I was egotistic. Some thought that I was inexperienced and did not really know healing (in a way, it was true) because of my unconventional movements. Before my first participation in the quarterly healing service, a woman had expressed her desire to know more about me and be my friend. After the healing service, she kept a distance from me. That was her reaction to what she saw, and there was no way for me to explain. I never harbored any ill feeling toward her.
Unexpectedly, some people became my friends after I worked on them. They asked how I knew they had problems with certain part of their bodies. They had not told me, but the pain was gone after I worked on them. I honestly told them I did not know why I worked on one's knee or one's neck for I simply let the Energy guide my hands.
In A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove, I mentioned the pastor gave me a DVD in which the healing energies that came through were obviously seen. It was the third time I participated in the quarterly healing service. When I watched the DVD, I found it 'funny' for I was again all over the place. It was a good thing I could watch with discernment instead of feeling embarrassed and unsettled.
Some months after The Unexpected Incident, I was at church sitting next to a friend on one of the pews in the front. At one point, someone I had never met before came to sit on the same pew. Suddenly, I was surged with energy and my body turned to that direction. I quickly walked to the back of the chapel. In my heart, I said, "Sorry, God, I can't. I have promised the church I will not disrupt the service."
In Part 1 - The Unexpected Incident, powerful healing energy moved me to work on five people in the middle of a Sunday service. I understood how disruptive my action was, yet part of me was very peaceful. I had made a vow to commit to Thy Will. I knew it was not my ego that raised me up to give healing. Afterward, the human I did not know what to think of the incident. In the days that followed, I eventually came to understand there was a big reason (or purpose) behind what happened.
If you haven't read Part 1, you may also want to read Part 2 - The Gathering , Part 3 - The Big Dollar Bills and Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience . To me, the aha moment in the auto shop was the most significant of the whole experience. (i.e. Part 4 - Afterthought of the Whole Experience) In that brief moment, I understood a lot. Indeed, my experiences were not just my experiences. As I went through mine, others went through their own unique experiences too. Nothing happened by accident, and our experiences were intricately interconnected.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When I participated in the 2-Day workshop in March 2007, the teacher of healing had talked about the proper protocol before and after a healing session. For example, we should ask for permission before we worked on him or her. As a grown up, I knew very well the appropriate and acceptable manner in social gatherings. However, when I followed the guidance to go among people, I soon found myself in situations that I had never anticipated.
** After the 9/11 Terrorists Attacks, some people held an opinion against the Muslims. However, in every race and religion, there were good, peace-loving people. It was wrong to generalize and discriminate against other people based on race or religion.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Most participants at the March 2007 workshop were experienced professional healers. Therefore, they had precepts of how to go about in healing sessions. The teacher gave us some instructions. Then she added that we would eventually know we did not have to think what to do during a session because the Energy that worked through us guided us in every way. She said the best we could do was to
put our egos aside, and
be an open vessel of healing.
The teacher said each person would move differently during healing session because everybody had a unique energy structure. All credits went to the Source / God, and we should not be concerned with the outcome.
When we paired up to practice, I had an easier time of letting go letting God than others because I had no precept of what to do. I was open to the loving energy that came through. I found my movements unconventional and different from others. The teacher's calm, comforting words put me at ease. It was an amazing experience as all of us accepted each other in the spirit of love.
In the healing workshops that I facilitated *, I observed it was true that each participant moved differently in sessions. (* I never thought about holding healing workshops for I knew very little about healing. If you want to know how the Divine pushed me to hold my first workshop, please click to view A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove .)
In time, I understood my participation in the Mar. 2007 workshop was but a process to realize what was within, and it was not about the name of a healing art. Recently I happened to read some articles online in which people fought over whose healing art was more powerful than the other, and a few fought over the title of importance. I supposed all of us learned healing for two possible reasons: to heal ourselves and/or to be of service. Should we ask 'how may I serve' instead of fighting over such things as mentioned earlier?
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I did not go to church for some weeks after The Unexpected Incident. When I returned to church, many loving brothers and sisters came to talk to me. I learned everything that happened was in Divine order. The brother that looked healthy did need healing.
I understood the church did not want the same thing to happen again. Oh, believe me, so did I (the human I)! A kind pastor said he could ask the church to consider making an announcement to the congregation that if I approached anybody during service, he or she could choose to receive healing outside of the chapel. Another pastor said I should mentally send healing energy without drawing any attention or leaving my chair. It was never my intention to draw attention, but I knew it was hard for others to understand. After some thought, I said I would walk out of the chapel if I found myself in the same situation again.
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In the 2006 readings, I was told healing could occur when I sat among other people. Other than setting the intention to serve and affirming my vow to commit to God's Will, I had never imagined / asked powerful energy to flow into me. Occasionally, I found myself surged with energy. I had no idea how healing worked through me or if healing truly took place. I took comfort in the assumption**** that nobody knew I was surged with energy except me. Sometimes people cried when I looked at them and spoke a few simple words. On a few occasions, people cried or shook when they accidentally touched my hands.
As time went by, I was more at ease with the sudden happenings around me. Still, there were times I found it challenging to follow the guidance. When I did follow, I knew how I acted did not conform to the acceptable social manner.
For example, in the quarterly healing services at church, powerful energy filled me and moved me to begin giving healing before the facilitating pastor told us (the healers) to. Each healer was supposed to work on the person who sat in the chair before him or her. However, I was all over the place. One of my hand might be sending energy to one person, while the other hand worked on another. I had also been moved to work on people that had not come forward to receive healing. While some people thought I did not know the proper protocol of healing, the human I was embarrassed because I did remember.
Understandably, some people thought that I was egotistic. Some thought that I was inexperienced and did not really know healing (in a way, it was true) because of my unconventional movements. Before my first participation in the quarterly healing service, a woman had expressed her desire to know more about me and be my friend. After the healing service, she kept a distance from me. That was her reaction to what she saw, and there was no way for me to explain. I never harbored any ill feeling toward her.
Unexpectedly, some people became my friends after I worked on them. They asked how I knew they had problems with certain part of their bodies. They had not told me, but the pain was gone after I worked on them. I honestly told them I did not know why I worked on one's knee or one's neck for I simply let the Energy guide my hands.
In A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove, I mentioned the pastor gave me a DVD in which the healing energies that came through were obviously seen. It was the third time I participated in the quarterly healing service. When I watched the DVD, I found it 'funny' for I was again all over the place. It was a good thing I could watch with discernment instead of feeling embarrassed and unsettled.
Some months after The Unexpected Incident, I was at church sitting next to a friend on one of the pews in the front. At one point, someone I had never met before came to sit on the same pew. Suddenly, I was surged with energy and my body turned to that direction. I quickly walked to the back of the chapel. In my heart, I said, "Sorry, God, I can't. I have promised the church I will not disrupt the service."
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One day in the Tuesday's healing prayer service at church, a man walked in. I rose from my chair (well, not my will but Thy). I asked if I could work on him. I could see he was surprised and embarrassed. He reluctantly said 'yes'. I closed my eyes and worked on him for a long, long time. The pastor who facilitated the circle had not even started the circle. Oh, dear Brother, I did not mean any disrespect. I sighed in my heart.
On another day, I was late. Healing energy filled me and moved me to work on three people. The healing took quite a while. My action disrupted the proper procedure of the prayer service. As I sat down on my chair, everybody was very quiet. Since I was sensitive to people's feeling, I was quiet too. When the circle was over, a woman said, "I told others this morning that I had a severe headache for some days. You must have heard about that. That is why you work on my head. But ... you haven't arrived yet when I talked about my headache."
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On a few occasions, the healing energy did not come through.
For instance, one time the pastor asked me to work on a woman. No healing energy filled my hands. I honestly told the woman the truth. I said it might be I was not the right one to work on her or I should work on her some other time. She told me she had recently gone to three different healers. It was then I understood why healing energy did not come through. When we went to see a healer, sometimes we had to be patient for the healing energy to work through us. Although instantaneous healing happened, but oftentimes it took time to see some results.
One day, my son told me over the phone that my grandchildren had a cold and had been coughing a lot. We lived in different states at that time. Naturally, I wanted to send them healing energy right away, but healing energy did not come through. I realized it was the ego that felt the need to do something. I let go of my concerns for my grandchildren. Of course, my dear ones recovered after some days.
On another occasion, the energy pulled my hands behind my back. I understood why I was not supposed to work on that person at that time. An experienced healer told me that I should have continued working on a person believing that healing energy was coming through. However, in truth and honestly, I could not do that.
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After I facilitated my third healing workshop, the participants wanted to meet monthly to practice the healing art. The church was kind enough to allow us and other healers to practice and offer healing after Sunday service. We had to wait until everybody left the chapel, which usually took over an hour. Only a small number of people stayed behind because it was way past the lunchtime.
One day, a woman and a man stayed behind for healing. I had worked on the woman before. That day a dear friend who was a Reiki master and a participant in my workshop was there. I asked my friend to work on the woman while I worked on the man. However, as I stood behind the man, the energy moved me to work on the woman. My friend looked at me. Then she went to work on the man. Afterward, I apologized to my friend. I told her the energy moved me to work on the woman. I knew it was improper, and could only pray that my friend would forgive me.
On another day, quite a few people stayed behind to join the healing circle. As usual, I asked who wanted to receive healing and who wanted to give healing. Since there were more people that wanted to give healing than to receive, I decided I would let someone work on me. Those that wanted to give healing went to stand behind someone that asked for healing. A healer began to work on me. Just then, I found myself rose from my chair, and went to work on a woman whom another healer was working on! The human I was embarrassed. Surprisingly, as I moved to work on the woman, the whole setting or pairing up also changed. For instance, E worked on D instead of B, and C who set to receive ended up standing and working on someone.
I was not good in remembering faces and names. After the healing was over, the woman whom I was pushed to work on said, "I could feel powerful energy working on me as soon as you walk to me. Immediately, you work on my stomach. My stomach is not well in recent days. You probably did not remember me. A couple of weeks ago, I stayed behind for healing for the first time. I was suffering from all the terrible symptoms of menopause. You worked on me that day. I never told you why I needed healing. All the symptoms of menopause had disappeared after you worked on me. Thank you."
Looking back, could it be the Divine had a better plan of pairing up people in healing sessions?
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Someone at church said I could remain seated to send out healing energy without drawing any attention. He was a very loving being. I believed he had intentionally sent out healing energy every time he sat at church. However, he obviously did not understand it was never my intention to draw attention; I held the pure intention to be of service, and had not intentionally called forth the Holy Spirit / the healing energy on those occasions.
One Sunday long after the Unexpected Incident, I was at church. It was one of those high energy days such as Easter Sunday and Christmas Sunday. I sat on the third or fourth pew near the back of the chapel. I sat there enjoying the service. My heart was open. I was in joy. Suddenly, powerful energy flowed into me. I found myself standing up with my hands high up in the air. I 'got' it that the Holy Spirit / God / Love was giving the congregation a blessing. There was energy all over me, in me, and around me. I closed my eyes and let the blessing be. I sat back down when it was finished. I knew I had said I would walk out if it happened again. I knew the usher and a couple of pastors were standing at the back of the chapel. I hope I had not disrupted the service since I sat near the back. I rushed out of the church once the service was over.
What would you do if you were me?
My spirit guide once said, "What is an instrument? Is it your will or Thy Will?" The human I wanted very much to conform to the appropriate social manner. I did not want to work on someone that another healer was working on. I did not want others to see me as rude and egotistic. However, as I stood there with my hands raised up in the air that Sunday, there was no other thought but to honor the Love of God.
Two days later, I was at the healing prayer service. A sister pulled me aside saying she wanted to tell me something. With tears in her eyes, she said, "On Sunday, you suddenly stood up. Oh, it was so beautiful! I could see beautiful energies all around you. Your hands were like wings of an angel. I saw you sent out energies as if giving the whole congregation a blessing." Thank you, Sister for confirming what I 'got' from the Divine.
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Please understand that I do not share with you my experiences to show that I am extraordinary. In truth, each one of us is extraordinary because all of us are divine in nature. I share with you my experiences to show my struggle to come to terms with what happens in life. I believe some of you may go through similar conflict too. In my experiences, the human I may feel embarrassed, yet my higher self is forever calm and peaceful. In times of doubt / turmoil, I have learned to center in love and trust everything is going to be all right. So it is.
Love and blessings,
Q of D
**** As regards to my assumption, it turned out I was very wrong. I was not the only one that knew I was surged with energy. In my posts, I wrote people (strangers) came to me and said things about me out of nowhere. I did not know how to respond because I seldom asked questions. For years, those strange encounters made me feel very unsettled. Now I realized the people that talked to me were those that could see or sense, i.e. they were clairvoyant or psychics.
One day in the Tuesday's healing prayer service at church, a man walked in. I rose from my chair (well, not my will but Thy). I asked if I could work on him. I could see he was surprised and embarrassed. He reluctantly said 'yes'. I closed my eyes and worked on him for a long, long time. The pastor who facilitated the circle had not even started the circle. Oh, dear Brother, I did not mean any disrespect. I sighed in my heart.
On another day, I was late. Healing energy filled me and moved me to work on three people. The healing took quite a while. My action disrupted the proper procedure of the prayer service. As I sat down on my chair, everybody was very quiet. Since I was sensitive to people's feeling, I was quiet too. When the circle was over, a woman said, "I told others this morning that I had a severe headache for some days. You must have heard about that. That is why you work on my head. But ... you haven't arrived yet when I talked about my headache."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
On a few occasions, the healing energy did not come through.
For instance, one time the pastor asked me to work on a woman. No healing energy filled my hands. I honestly told the woman the truth. I said it might be I was not the right one to work on her or I should work on her some other time. She told me she had recently gone to three different healers. It was then I understood why healing energy did not come through. When we went to see a healer, sometimes we had to be patient for the healing energy to work through us. Although instantaneous healing happened, but oftentimes it took time to see some results.
One day, my son told me over the phone that my grandchildren had a cold and had been coughing a lot. We lived in different states at that time. Naturally, I wanted to send them healing energy right away, but healing energy did not come through. I realized it was the ego that felt the need to do something. I let go of my concerns for my grandchildren. Of course, my dear ones recovered after some days.
On another occasion, the energy pulled my hands behind my back. I understood why I was not supposed to work on that person at that time. An experienced healer told me that I should have continued working on a person believing that healing energy was coming through. However, in truth and honestly, I could not do that.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After I facilitated my third healing workshop, the participants wanted to meet monthly to practice the healing art. The church was kind enough to allow us and other healers to practice and offer healing after Sunday service. We had to wait until everybody left the chapel, which usually took over an hour. Only a small number of people stayed behind because it was way past the lunchtime.
One day, a woman and a man stayed behind for healing. I had worked on the woman before. That day a dear friend who was a Reiki master and a participant in my workshop was there. I asked my friend to work on the woman while I worked on the man. However, as I stood behind the man, the energy moved me to work on the woman. My friend looked at me. Then she went to work on the man. Afterward, I apologized to my friend. I told her the energy moved me to work on the woman. I knew it was improper, and could only pray that my friend would forgive me.
On another day, quite a few people stayed behind to join the healing circle. As usual, I asked who wanted to receive healing and who wanted to give healing. Since there were more people that wanted to give healing than to receive, I decided I would let someone work on me. Those that wanted to give healing went to stand behind someone that asked for healing. A healer began to work on me. Just then, I found myself rose from my chair, and went to work on a woman whom another healer was working on! The human I was embarrassed. Surprisingly, as I moved to work on the woman, the whole setting or pairing up also changed. For instance, E worked on D instead of B, and C who set to receive ended up standing and working on someone.
I was not good in remembering faces and names. After the healing was over, the woman whom I was pushed to work on said, "I could feel powerful energy working on me as soon as you walk to me. Immediately, you work on my stomach. My stomach is not well in recent days. You probably did not remember me. A couple of weeks ago, I stayed behind for healing for the first time. I was suffering from all the terrible symptoms of menopause. You worked on me that day. I never told you why I needed healing. All the symptoms of menopause had disappeared after you worked on me. Thank you."
Looking back, could it be the Divine had a better plan of pairing up people in healing sessions?
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Someone at church said I could remain seated to send out healing energy without drawing any attention. He was a very loving being. I believed he had intentionally sent out healing energy every time he sat at church. However, he obviously did not understand it was never my intention to draw attention; I held the pure intention to be of service, and had not intentionally called forth the Holy Spirit / the healing energy on those occasions.
One Sunday long after the Unexpected Incident, I was at church. It was one of those high energy days such as Easter Sunday and Christmas Sunday. I sat on the third or fourth pew near the back of the chapel. I sat there enjoying the service. My heart was open. I was in joy. Suddenly, powerful energy flowed into me. I found myself standing up with my hands high up in the air. I 'got' it that the Holy Spirit / God / Love was giving the congregation a blessing. There was energy all over me, in me, and around me. I closed my eyes and let the blessing be. I sat back down when it was finished. I knew I had said I would walk out if it happened again. I knew the usher and a couple of pastors were standing at the back of the chapel. I hope I had not disrupted the service since I sat near the back. I rushed out of the church once the service was over.
What would you do if you were me?
My spirit guide once said, "What is an instrument? Is it your will or Thy Will?" The human I wanted very much to conform to the appropriate social manner. I did not want to work on someone that another healer was working on. I did not want others to see me as rude and egotistic. However, as I stood there with my hands raised up in the air that Sunday, there was no other thought but to honor the Love of God.
Two days later, I was at the healing prayer service. A sister pulled me aside saying she wanted to tell me something. With tears in her eyes, she said, "On Sunday, you suddenly stood up. Oh, it was so beautiful! I could see beautiful energies all around you. Your hands were like wings of an angel. I saw you sent out energies as if giving the whole congregation a blessing." Thank you, Sister for confirming what I 'got' from the Divine.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Please understand that I do not share with you my experiences to show that I am extraordinary. In truth, each one of us is extraordinary because all of us are divine in nature. I share with you my experiences to show my struggle to come to terms with what happens in life. I believe some of you may go through similar conflict too. In my experiences, the human I may feel embarrassed, yet my higher self is forever calm and peaceful. In times of doubt / turmoil, I have learned to center in love and trust everything is going to be all right. So it is.
Love and blessings,
Q of D
**** As regards to my assumption, it turned out I was very wrong. I was not the only one that knew I was surged with energy. In my posts, I wrote people (strangers) came to me and said things about me out of nowhere. I did not know how to respond because I seldom asked questions. For years, those strange encounters made me feel very unsettled. Now I realized the people that talked to me were those that could see or sense, i.e. they were clairvoyant or psychics.
Thursday, June 30, 2016
I asked to be a channel of healing to the others, and I was
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Two Powerful Healers came from Another State
The clairvoyant healer gave me a healing Session
After eating, we sat in a circle. The healer that gave me a healing session did not sit among us. He was somewhere in the house giving healing to others. The host asked the healer that arrived a short while ago to share his story. The host and some at the circle seemed to know the healer well. I got the impression that this group might have been meeting for quite some time even though I only learned about the gathering on June 14.
According to the online info, this healer was the featured healer. He had healed people since he was young. He had a PhD., and was a professor in a university. He was the founder of a wellness center. He had many interesting personal stories. We learned he had a successful career in another field before he founded the wellness center. He showed us the energy chart and some pendulums that he used to measure, clear, and increase one's energy field in his healing work. Then he said for us to ask questions.
Someone asked if we should ask for permission before we gave healing. The healer told us an incident during which he healed a woman because he saw that she was in pain. The same person asked again wanting to know if healing would not occur if a person did not give permission. I decided to share my view. Some of us believed our will mattered the most since this was a world of free will. They took 'will' as a decision made by the mind, but we were spirits having a physical life in a human body. Our higher self was forever the guiding source. Therefore, healing would occur if it was in the divine plan or in accord with the will of the higher self. A man joined in. He said someone had once asked Paramahansa Yogananda the same question, and the answer was "if you are mowing the lawn, do you ask every blade of grass if they want to be cut!"
Later, the host put a chair inside the circle. He asked a young woman to sit on the chair, and said to the healer that it was time to do some healing. When the host said that, the woman sitting next to me immediately left her chair, and moved to sit on a couch about two feet behind me. At the time, I did not think much about it or why she left her chair.
From here onward, I would use 'the main healer' and 'the clairvoyant healer' for the two healers from another state.
The main healer asked where the clairvoyant healer was. Someone said he was somewhere in the house giving healing sessions. The main healer did not work on the young woman. He continued to talk. It might be he wanted the clairvoyant healer to be present so as to confirm / describe what happened when he worked on her.
Around 3:30 pm, the clairvoyant healer returned to the circle with a man.
Since the woman moved to sit on the couch, the chair next to me had been unoccupied. The clairvoyant healer went to sit on that chair. He said he tried to help the man, but the man wanted to receive healing directly from the healer that was featured online. Remained sitting where he was, the main healer began to heal the man using his energy chart and a pendulum.
From their conversation, we learned why the man asked for healing.
For the last three years, the man had not been able to fall asleep. He felt extremely tired, yet he had to go to work so that he could provide for his family. He had gone to see many doctors, and nothing seemed to help. The doctors could not find out what was wrong. (Nobody asked if he had tried sleeping pills or if he did not want to take any medicine.) Using the energy chart, the main healer asked if he had this disease or that disease. The man answered 'no'.
After some time, the man did not seem to respond to the healing. He wished for an instant healing, but sometimes we had to be patient in the healing process. From the look on his face, I could see his frustration, hopelessness, and desperation. My heart was filled with compassion.
It was 4 pm. - the time the gathering was supposed to end. My son, who had been looking at his phone most of the time to show his disinterest, was now looking at me repeatedly to show that it was time to leave.
Nobody had left. I did not want to be rude and leave without saying a word. I walked to a woman that seemed to be well acquainted with the main healer and some others in the gathering. I told her I must go because my son wanted to leave. She said, "Your son can leave. I will ask someone to drive you home." I did not expect to hear that. She insisted for me to stay saying someone would drive me home later. When my son heard that, he insisted he must be the one to drive me home. He said he could wait if I wanted to stay for a while.
I went back to my chair. From the few words exchanged between the two healers, we somewhat understood why the man was resistant to the healing. Unexpectedly, the clairvoyant healer asked if I would heal the man. I told him I was hesitant to do that in front of my son. My son said, "If you want to, go ahead."
I put a chair in the center of the circle. I asked the man to sit on the chair. I asked to turn down the light somewhat if it was possible. Then I said, "Let all of us set the intention of helping the brother. When one is healed, all is healed for in truth We Are One." The clairvoyant healer and a few others sat on the floor to surround the man and me. In the physical sense, the healing energy that came through to work on the man was gentle. (If you have time, please read My journey as a channel of healing energy about healing energies.) When the energy receded, I said, "That is all for now." I walked back to my chair.
For quite a while, all of us sat in silence (except one person**) because the man continued to sit on the chair inside the circle as if he did not know the healing session was over. From where I sat, I could not see his face. I did not know if his eyes were open or close.
**Meanwhile, the woman that sat on the couch behind me was groaning. She seemed to be in a lot of pain. The human I did not understand what was going on.
Finally, someone turned the light back to normal. It might be the clairvoyant healer for he was now standing somewhere in front of the man. He said to the man, "Sorry for waking you up." The man stood up and went back to where he used to sit.
The main healer asked the man, "How do you feel?" Before he said anything, the main healer said, "Look at the smile on your face! We know how you feel!" Seeing the wonderful smile on his face, all of us smiled too. The brother said, "I felt very relaxed."
The woman that was groaning in great pain raised her hand trying to get the attention of the main healer. The healer was talking. He did not notice that because she sat on a couch outside of the circle.
It was now 5 pm. My son asked me to leave. I thanked the clairvoyant healer again for healing me. He gave me his card. He told me I could call him if I needed to talk. I walked to the main healer. We hugged. Then many came to hug me. Among them was the woman that had sat on the couch groaning. Her whole body was shaking in pain. She managed to say, "I am an empath. I normally stay away from this kind of gathering. I am feeling all the pain that the man had. It was terrible. Since you can help him, it may be you can help me to release the pain too." As we hugged, she took a long, deep breath. After four deep breaths, the woman was not in pain anymore. It was a strange experience for me. I could feel the woman was lighter or freer after each deep breath.
During that time, a young man *** talked to my son. He said he did not like to hear anything spiritual years ago, but he had since changed. He encouraged my son to seek his own spiritual truth. Thank you, young man. The clairvoyant healer offered to give my son a healing session. My son did not accept.
In the car, my son complained that it was late for I had told him the meeting was over at 4 pm. I said, "I told you I could drive here by myself, but you insisted to come with me. At 4 pm, you could have left, but you insisted that you must be the one to drive me home." My son thought for a while. He said, "Yes, it is true." The truth was, nothing happened by accident. The day was for me as well as for him.
After I signed up for the gathering, I prayed to receive healing. I had received healing from the clairvoyant healer. I asked to be a channel of healing to the others, and I was.
To the two healers that came to our state, thank you. I hope to see you again.
Love and Blessings,
Q of D
P.S. *** His name was Matthew (not his real name). At the time of writing this post, I did not know my meeting with Matthew was very much in the divine plan. (Re my posts about the spiritual retreat in 2017 The Divine had its way of revealing to me )
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Two Powerful Healers came from Another State
The clairvoyant healer gave me a healing Session
After eating, we sat in a circle. The healer that gave me a healing session did not sit among us. He was somewhere in the house giving healing to others. The host asked the healer that arrived a short while ago to share his story. The host and some at the circle seemed to know the healer well. I got the impression that this group might have been meeting for quite some time even though I only learned about the gathering on June 14.
According to the online info, this healer was the featured healer. He had healed people since he was young. He had a PhD., and was a professor in a university. He was the founder of a wellness center. He had many interesting personal stories. We learned he had a successful career in another field before he founded the wellness center. He showed us the energy chart and some pendulums that he used to measure, clear, and increase one's energy field in his healing work. Then he said for us to ask questions.
Someone asked if we should ask for permission before we gave healing. The healer told us an incident during which he healed a woman because he saw that she was in pain. The same person asked again wanting to know if healing would not occur if a person did not give permission. I decided to share my view. Some of us believed our will mattered the most since this was a world of free will. They took 'will' as a decision made by the mind, but we were spirits having a physical life in a human body. Our higher self was forever the guiding source. Therefore, healing would occur if it was in the divine plan or in accord with the will of the higher self. A man joined in. He said someone had once asked Paramahansa Yogananda the same question, and the answer was "if you are mowing the lawn, do you ask every blade of grass if they want to be cut!"
Later, the host put a chair inside the circle. He asked a young woman to sit on the chair, and said to the healer that it was time to do some healing. When the host said that, the woman sitting next to me immediately left her chair, and moved to sit on a couch about two feet behind me. At the time, I did not think much about it or why she left her chair.
From here onward, I would use 'the main healer' and 'the clairvoyant healer' for the two healers from another state.
The main healer asked where the clairvoyant healer was. Someone said he was somewhere in the house giving healing sessions. The main healer did not work on the young woman. He continued to talk. It might be he wanted the clairvoyant healer to be present so as to confirm / describe what happened when he worked on her.
Around 3:30 pm, the clairvoyant healer returned to the circle with a man.
Since the woman moved to sit on the couch, the chair next to me had been unoccupied. The clairvoyant healer went to sit on that chair. He said he tried to help the man, but the man wanted to receive healing directly from the healer that was featured online. Remained sitting where he was, the main healer began to heal the man using his energy chart and a pendulum.
From their conversation, we learned why the man asked for healing.
For the last three years, the man had not been able to fall asleep. He felt extremely tired, yet he had to go to work so that he could provide for his family. He had gone to see many doctors, and nothing seemed to help. The doctors could not find out what was wrong. (Nobody asked if he had tried sleeping pills or if he did not want to take any medicine.) Using the energy chart, the main healer asked if he had this disease or that disease. The man answered 'no'.
After some time, the man did not seem to respond to the healing. He wished for an instant healing, but sometimes we had to be patient in the healing process. From the look on his face, I could see his frustration, hopelessness, and desperation. My heart was filled with compassion.
It was 4 pm. - the time the gathering was supposed to end. My son, who had been looking at his phone most of the time to show his disinterest, was now looking at me repeatedly to show that it was time to leave.
Nobody had left. I did not want to be rude and leave without saying a word. I walked to a woman that seemed to be well acquainted with the main healer and some others in the gathering. I told her I must go because my son wanted to leave. She said, "Your son can leave. I will ask someone to drive you home." I did not expect to hear that. She insisted for me to stay saying someone would drive me home later. When my son heard that, he insisted he must be the one to drive me home. He said he could wait if I wanted to stay for a while.
I went back to my chair. From the few words exchanged between the two healers, we somewhat understood why the man was resistant to the healing. Unexpectedly, the clairvoyant healer asked if I would heal the man. I told him I was hesitant to do that in front of my son. My son said, "If you want to, go ahead."
I put a chair in the center of the circle. I asked the man to sit on the chair. I asked to turn down the light somewhat if it was possible. Then I said, "Let all of us set the intention of helping the brother. When one is healed, all is healed for in truth We Are One." The clairvoyant healer and a few others sat on the floor to surround the man and me. In the physical sense, the healing energy that came through to work on the man was gentle. (If you have time, please read My journey as a channel of healing energy about healing energies.) When the energy receded, I said, "That is all for now." I walked back to my chair.
For quite a while, all of us sat in silence (except one person**) because the man continued to sit on the chair inside the circle as if he did not know the healing session was over. From where I sat, I could not see his face. I did not know if his eyes were open or close.
**Meanwhile, the woman that sat on the couch behind me was groaning. She seemed to be in a lot of pain. The human I did not understand what was going on.
Finally, someone turned the light back to normal. It might be the clairvoyant healer for he was now standing somewhere in front of the man. He said to the man, "Sorry for waking you up." The man stood up and went back to where he used to sit.
The main healer asked the man, "How do you feel?" Before he said anything, the main healer said, "Look at the smile on your face! We know how you feel!" Seeing the wonderful smile on his face, all of us smiled too. The brother said, "I felt very relaxed."
The woman that was groaning in great pain raised her hand trying to get the attention of the main healer. The healer was talking. He did not notice that because she sat on a couch outside of the circle.
It was now 5 pm. My son asked me to leave. I thanked the clairvoyant healer again for healing me. He gave me his card. He told me I could call him if I needed to talk. I walked to the main healer. We hugged. Then many came to hug me. Among them was the woman that had sat on the couch groaning. Her whole body was shaking in pain. She managed to say, "I am an empath. I normally stay away from this kind of gathering. I am feeling all the pain that the man had. It was terrible. Since you can help him, it may be you can help me to release the pain too." As we hugged, she took a long, deep breath. After four deep breaths, the woman was not in pain anymore. It was a strange experience for me. I could feel the woman was lighter or freer after each deep breath.
During that time, a young man *** talked to my son. He said he did not like to hear anything spiritual years ago, but he had since changed. He encouraged my son to seek his own spiritual truth. Thank you, young man. The clairvoyant healer offered to give my son a healing session. My son did not accept.
In the car, my son complained that it was late for I had told him the meeting was over at 4 pm. I said, "I told you I could drive here by myself, but you insisted to come with me. At 4 pm, you could have left, but you insisted that you must be the one to drive me home." My son thought for a while. He said, "Yes, it is true." The truth was, nothing happened by accident. The day was for me as well as for him.
After I signed up for the gathering, I prayed to receive healing. I had received healing from the clairvoyant healer. I asked to be a channel of healing to the others, and I was.
To the two healers that came to our state, thank you. I hope to see you again.
Love and Blessings,
Q of D
P.S. *** His name was Matthew (not his real name). At the time of writing this post, I did not know my meeting with Matthew was very much in the divine plan. (Re my posts about the spiritual retreat in 2017 The Divine had its way of revealing to me )
Sunday, June 26, 2016
The clairvoyant healer gave me a healing session
Greetings!
Continue from Two Powerful Healers came from Another State
In the afternoon of Friday, June 17, my son called me. He had gotten off work. He said his friend asked him to drive to the new house. I was surprised because his friend originally asked him to go there on Saturday. My son said his friend had already moved everything from the old house to the new house. He needed my son's help in lifting heavy furniture / fixtures and placing them in the right place.
When my son came home that night, he said he had helped his friend's family to put everything where they wanted them to be. Therefore, he did not have to go there on Saturday.
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On June 18, Saturday, my son asked if I needed him to drive me to the meeting. I said 'no'. I told him I could drive there by myself because it was close to where we lived. He said he would go with me. I said, "I know you are not interested in spiritual stuff. Are you s-u-r-e you want to go with me?" He said he would go with me. (I see divine plan at work! Do you?)
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I brought with me a plate of stir-fry asparagus to the gathering. We arrived a few minutes before 1 p.m. The couple that gracefully allowed the use of their home for the gathering welcomed us in.
Some people were already there. I recognized the host because I saw his picture on the website. He was talking with some men. There were many chairs. My son and I walked over to sit on the chairs across from them. I noticed one of the men glanced over in our direction repeatedly. A woman that sat somewhere in the circle quietly looked at us too. I thought they could be those that could see (clairvoyant); the man must be the healer from another state, and the woman was a psychic.
I was right. Soon the healer from another state introduced himself. He asked us to sit in a circle. He told us to introduce ourselves and talk about our gifts / abilities. The woman was indeed a psychic. When it was my son's turn, he said, "I come with my mom." I smiled and said, "Yes, he is here because of me. He always says he does not want to hear anything spiritual." I said I was a healer. The healer said he could see that from my aura, and he saw a master guide by my side. He looked at my son and said, "You have a similar (level) master guide as your mother has, but you have different abilities." At the time, there were only 12 to 13 of us.
When we finished introducing ourselves, the healer came to me. We walked outside of the circle and talked near the wall. He told me what he saw from my energy field, e.g. present and past lives. He communicated with my spirit guide and angels. He said, "You have everything that you need to do what you come to do. You have the language and the abilities. You have planted many trees. To me, that means you have healed many people. You throat chakra . . . . you have to speak up . . . . speak to groups of people." He saw a white lotus and asked if I could relate to it. I could. He related other messages that were similar to those I had received in other readings.
He touched on something personal. He said, "I see a dagger in your heart. It means you had been hurt before. In a way, the dagger is there to protect you because you do not want to be hurt again. You give love to others, yet your heart is not fully open to receive. You know, you must open your heart to receive love too. Would you want me to remove the dagger?" I gratefully accepted. As a human being, I had found my personal relationship challenging because of our differences in personality and temperament. He worked on me for quite some time. Afterward, he saw white flowers on all my chakras.
Now, I had received the healing I came for. (Re Two Powerful Healers from another state)
When I went back to my chair, the psychic walked to me. In her visions, she saw me (my higher self / spirit) healing people by getting subatomic particles from different dimensions. We talked for a while. She also told my son about his creative abilities and her visions of him. I did not understand her visions of what my son could do. My son listened. He seemed to understand. Thank you, Sister.
The healer continued to offer healing for free. He brought people to the side or into a room (not sure) for healing sessions. He tried to help as many as he could. I greatly admired his pure intention of service.
Since the healer did not stay in the circle, the host (a spiritual teacher) took the time to share with us his story. He had written a book about his spiritual journey. All the while, people continued to walk in. People added more chairs to the circle. A woman walked in. She did not simply sit down on one of the unoccupied chairs near her. She looked around, and walked to sit next to me. (There was a reason I wrote about that.) We had to move our chairs again and again in order to form a circle big enough for the people that came. There were spiritual seekers, teachers, healers, and psychics. Some came for healing. The second powerful healer from another state had not arrived yet.
Later, the host asked people to get food and drink from the table. People sat around leisurely holding plates of food. It reminded me of my dream (see my last post). A black man walked in. I knew he was the other powerful healer from another state because of my dream. His appearance was different, yet I could have met his higher self in the dream.
~ to be continued ~
Continue from Two Powerful Healers came from Another State
In the afternoon of Friday, June 17, my son called me. He had gotten off work. He said his friend asked him to drive to the new house. I was surprised because his friend originally asked him to go there on Saturday. My son said his friend had already moved everything from the old house to the new house. He needed my son's help in lifting heavy furniture / fixtures and placing them in the right place.
When my son came home that night, he said he had helped his friend's family to put everything where they wanted them to be. Therefore, he did not have to go there on Saturday.
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On June 18, Saturday, my son asked if I needed him to drive me to the meeting. I said 'no'. I told him I could drive there by myself because it was close to where we lived. He said he would go with me. I said, "I know you are not interested in spiritual stuff. Are you s-u-r-e you want to go with me?" He said he would go with me. (I see divine plan at work! Do you?)
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I brought with me a plate of stir-fry asparagus to the gathering. We arrived a few minutes before 1 p.m. The couple that gracefully allowed the use of their home for the gathering welcomed us in.
Some people were already there. I recognized the host because I saw his picture on the website. He was talking with some men. There were many chairs. My son and I walked over to sit on the chairs across from them. I noticed one of the men glanced over in our direction repeatedly. A woman that sat somewhere in the circle quietly looked at us too. I thought they could be those that could see (clairvoyant); the man must be the healer from another state, and the woman was a psychic.
I was right. Soon the healer from another state introduced himself. He asked us to sit in a circle. He told us to introduce ourselves and talk about our gifts / abilities. The woman was indeed a psychic. When it was my son's turn, he said, "I come with my mom." I smiled and said, "Yes, he is here because of me. He always says he does not want to hear anything spiritual." I said I was a healer. The healer said he could see that from my aura, and he saw a master guide by my side. He looked at my son and said, "You have a similar (level) master guide as your mother has, but you have different abilities." At the time, there were only 12 to 13 of us.
When we finished introducing ourselves, the healer came to me. We walked outside of the circle and talked near the wall. He told me what he saw from my energy field, e.g. present and past lives. He communicated with my spirit guide and angels. He said, "You have everything that you need to do what you come to do. You have the language and the abilities. You have planted many trees. To me, that means you have healed many people. You throat chakra . . . . you have to speak up . . . . speak to groups of people." He saw a white lotus and asked if I could relate to it. I could. He related other messages that were similar to those I had received in other readings.
He touched on something personal. He said, "I see a dagger in your heart. It means you had been hurt before. In a way, the dagger is there to protect you because you do not want to be hurt again. You give love to others, yet your heart is not fully open to receive. You know, you must open your heart to receive love too. Would you want me to remove the dagger?" I gratefully accepted. As a human being, I had found my personal relationship challenging because of our differences in personality and temperament. He worked on me for quite some time. Afterward, he saw white flowers on all my chakras.
Now, I had received the healing I came for. (Re Two Powerful Healers from another state)
When I went back to my chair, the psychic walked to me. In her visions, she saw me (my higher self / spirit) healing people by getting subatomic particles from different dimensions. We talked for a while. She also told my son about his creative abilities and her visions of him. I did not understand her visions of what my son could do. My son listened. He seemed to understand. Thank you, Sister.
The healer continued to offer healing for free. He brought people to the side or into a room (not sure) for healing sessions. He tried to help as many as he could. I greatly admired his pure intention of service.
Since the healer did not stay in the circle, the host (a spiritual teacher) took the time to share with us his story. He had written a book about his spiritual journey. All the while, people continued to walk in. People added more chairs to the circle. A woman walked in. She did not simply sit down on one of the unoccupied chairs near her. She looked around, and walked to sit next to me. (There was a reason I wrote about that.) We had to move our chairs again and again in order to form a circle big enough for the people that came. There were spiritual seekers, teachers, healers, and psychics. Some came for healing. The second powerful healer from another state had not arrived yet.
Later, the host asked people to get food and drink from the table. People sat around leisurely holding plates of food. It reminded me of my dream (see my last post). A black man walked in. I knew he was the other powerful healer from another state because of my dream. His appearance was different, yet I could have met his higher self in the dream.
~ to be continued ~
Sunday, October 26, 2014
She thought she was in good health, and, she is
Greetings!
One Sunday, a woman walked to the front of the chapel. She pointed at me and asked the pastor about my name in a quiet voice. I was surprised. She looked somewhat familiar, but I did not know her name. She then told the congregation I had healed her of a serious illness in a recent healing service at church. She mentioned the medical term of her disease which was long and difficult to remember. I regarded myself as a conduit. I never thought I healed anybody, and all credits went to the Loving Divine. I did not expect this to happen (i.e. she thanked me in public), and the human I was embarrassed.
However, looking back at it from where I am now*, I see the good in her sharing of the healing experience. (*After many lessons of discernment, I learned to look at what happened around me impersonally and objectively.)
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She told the congregation she had completely forgotten about her illness as she sat down on the chair in front of me. She thought she was in good health. Since there was nothing she needed healing for, she began sending me love and blessings.
According to my recollection, this was what happened on the day of the healing service.
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Her story reminded me of a similar incident which happened a few years earlier. A brother said the same thing (i.e. he is in very good health) when he asked to experience the healing energy. As time went by, he realized a condition that had troubled him on and off throughout the years had disappeared. Both of them were very loving. Their love and good will towards others must have helped them to align to the Source of being that restored their natural healthy state.
When we were not well, sometimes we focused too much on the illness. We wanted healing, yet we could be holding tight onto the illness without noticing that we were. For example, someone had painful headache from time to time. One day, he took some new medicine. Afterward, his felt well, and his headache did not return for weeks. Instead of feeling good about it, he subconsciously waited / expected the pain to return. When the headache came back, he was 'glad' he was right.
The sister at church was in a different state of mind when she sat on the chair for healing. She thought she was in good health. It came to her naturally. For most of us, it might be unlikely to forget a dis-ease as she did. The result might not be the same if we forced ourselves to forget about a disease. However, in any situation, we could choose positive thoughts and do small things that brought us joy, e.g. sing songs that we love, enjoy the golden sunshine, pay attention to other's kind words, and see the beauty around us. We did not have to let an illness consume our life. No matter what happened, we should have faith that "all is well" in the Loving Divine.
She thought she was in good health, and she is. Sister, thank you for sharing with us your experience. I received the blessings and love you sent me too. Thank you.
Many Blessings,
Q of D
One Sunday, a woman walked to the front of the chapel. She pointed at me and asked the pastor about my name in a quiet voice. I was surprised. She looked somewhat familiar, but I did not know her name. She then told the congregation I had healed her of a serious illness in a recent healing service at church. She mentioned the medical term of her disease which was long and difficult to remember. I regarded myself as a conduit. I never thought I healed anybody, and all credits went to the Loving Divine. I did not expect this to happen (i.e. she thanked me in public), and the human I was embarrassed.
However, looking back at it from where I am now*, I see the good in her sharing of the healing experience. (*After many lessons of discernment, I learned to look at what happened around me impersonally and objectively.)
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She told the congregation she had completely forgotten about her illness as she sat down on the chair in front of me. She thought she was in good health. Since there was nothing she needed healing for, she began sending me love and blessings.
According to my recollection, this was what happened on the day of the healing service.
After she sat down, the Energy guided me to work on her. As I had mentioned, I did not ask people what they wanted to heal. I had participated in healing services at church for a few years. I had faith in the Source of healing. Though it might not be what the recipient had hoped, the Healing Energy knew exactly what the recipient needed most at the time of the healing.
When the healing was finished, I lightly tapped on her shoulder. I usually did this to let the recipient know that the session was over. She seemed to be in a joyful state, and was not ready to come out. I waited patiently by her side. After quite a while, I gently patted her shoulder again. With her eyes closed, she remained sitting in her state of peace. I let her be. I moved to send healing energy to the congregation.
When the service was over, she came to talk to me. She said she knew the session was over when I tapped on her shoulder. "But, I just want to stay there (i.e. in that state of being). I take up all the time sitting there while others probably want to sit on the chair too. I am being selfish. I am so sorry," she said apologetically. I believed she was the third person and the last who sat on the chair. I told her it was quite all right for there were other wonderful healers in the service. She said she rarely cried. She was surprised she cried during the healing. I saw tears filled her eyes again. She told me she still felt like crying because she remembered the love and bliss during the sessionBack to the Sunday during which she told the congregation about her story. She said her sister called her a couple of days after the healing service. She told her sister that she decided to send the healer (i.e. me) love and blessings instead of asking for healing because she was in good health. Hearing that, her sister exclaimed, "What are you talking about! We (her family) have been so worried about you since you have the illness! We worry that you may fall down and get seriously hurt during the night. That is why we often call you to see if you are all right. And, you think you do not need healing!" It was then she remembered she had an illness. (For your information, she has been well since the healing service.)
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Her story reminded me of a similar incident which happened a few years earlier. A brother said the same thing (i.e. he is in very good health) when he asked to experience the healing energy. As time went by, he realized a condition that had troubled him on and off throughout the years had disappeared. Both of them were very loving. Their love and good will towards others must have helped them to align to the Source of being that restored their natural healthy state.
When we were not well, sometimes we focused too much on the illness. We wanted healing, yet we could be holding tight onto the illness without noticing that we were. For example, someone had painful headache from time to time. One day, he took some new medicine. Afterward, his felt well, and his headache did not return for weeks. Instead of feeling good about it, he subconsciously waited / expected the pain to return. When the headache came back, he was 'glad' he was right.
The sister at church was in a different state of mind when she sat on the chair for healing. She thought she was in good health. It came to her naturally. For most of us, it might be unlikely to forget a dis-ease as she did. The result might not be the same if we forced ourselves to forget about a disease. However, in any situation, we could choose positive thoughts and do small things that brought us joy, e.g. sing songs that we love, enjoy the golden sunshine, pay attention to other's kind words, and see the beauty around us. We did not have to let an illness consume our life. No matter what happened, we should have faith that "all is well" in the Loving Divine.
She thought she was in good health, and she is. Sister, thank you for sharing with us your experience. I received the blessings and love you sent me too. Thank you.
Many Blessings,
Q of D
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Mark Romero and his healing music
Greetings!
In my previous post An Encouragement from the Divine, I wrote that I went there to sit among people and did not expect anything. Well, what did I know? There was much more to that day than I had expected.
Before the event was over, I raised my hand to ask a question. I asked the founder of the organization if they planned to have their own place instead of renting places to hold their events. The answer was affirmative. The founder began to talk about the sacred geometry in a building. He said everything was energy. As he continued, he gave us an example. He talked about Mark Romero's healing music. He asked if we wanted him to give us a muscle or balance test to demonstrate the amazing effect of Mark's music. About ten of us came out of our seats. He asked us to stand with our feet and toes together. All of us lost our balance when he pushed our right hands downwards. He turned on Mark's music that he had recorded on his phone. We listened to the music for a brief while. We were all amazed we could maintain our balance when he pushed us again. We knew he pushed our hands downward hard, but we maintained our balance without any effort (or little effort). The founder said there was something in Mark's music that helped us to align ourselves with higher consciousness, and it made a difference after we listened to his music.
When I was home, I went online to read about Mark's story. I listened to Mark's music and his talks on YouTube. I wanted to do the balance test again. My son went to the event with me. He did not participate in the balance test. As his mother, I knew he would not agree to do the test with me right away. I waited.
On Saturday (Sept. 20) morning, I listened to Mark's music. My son walked into the family room. I asked him to push my right hand downward and see if I would lose my balance. A bodybuilder he was, he obliged. He was surprised I could maintain my balance. He tried to make me lose my balance a couple more times, but I stood at ease. He knew he was much stronger than I was. He asked me to do the balance test on him. He stood as firm as he could. He lost his balance when I pushed his right hand. He asked me to do it two more times. He lost his balance time after time. I saw the disbelief expression on his face. I asked if he wanted to listen to the music and try the test again. He declined. I smiled and let it go.
Many of you probably have heard about Mark Romero's music and Podcast since they have been on YouTube for many years. Below is a link to one of his music -
Unleash the Magnificent YOU!
Someone commented on YouTube that a woman listened to the music for quite some time, but saw no change or healing.
Many of us want an immediate healing of our expectation. We never know what the best is for us. (Click to view Why do some people born with a life crippling condition? ) Occasionally, we are stuck in our expectation or the way we want things to happen. We block the alternatives that may be helpful for our well being. From my own experiences, I have learned the importance of let go let God. Mark Romero's music is soothing. The messages and affirmations that come through his Podcast are positive. I listen to them with an open heart. Sometimes we may have to let healing music and positive words like Mark's to sink in as if planting a seed in our mind in order for a change to begin.
There is a video showing a demonstration of the balance / muscle test by Mark Romero on stage on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lE7eMbPNB4c Mark instructed the subjects to stand with their feet and toes together. If you want to try the balance test with your friends, please do not push too hard, and make sure each person stands close enough to help if one loses his balance. (Of a group of people, there may be someone who is not able to maintain his balance even after listening to the music.) It is not a competition, and the intent should never be that of proving who is stronger.
If I did not ask my son to drive me there, I would not have heard about Mark Romero's music. The facilitator had mentioned his name earlier in his talk, but it did not draw my attention. I asked a simple, unrelated question. I did not expect that it would lead to the demonstration of Mark's music. Those of us who participated in the balance test were certainly impressed with the effect of his music.
Love and blessings,
Q of D
In my previous post An Encouragement from the Divine, I wrote that I went there to sit among people and did not expect anything. Well, what did I know? There was much more to that day than I had expected.
Before the event was over, I raised my hand to ask a question. I asked the founder of the organization if they planned to have their own place instead of renting places to hold their events. The answer was affirmative. The founder began to talk about the sacred geometry in a building. He said everything was energy. As he continued, he gave us an example. He talked about Mark Romero's healing music. He asked if we wanted him to give us a muscle or balance test to demonstrate the amazing effect of Mark's music. About ten of us came out of our seats. He asked us to stand with our feet and toes together. All of us lost our balance when he pushed our right hands downwards. He turned on Mark's music that he had recorded on his phone. We listened to the music for a brief while. We were all amazed we could maintain our balance when he pushed us again. We knew he pushed our hands downward hard, but we maintained our balance without any effort (or little effort). The founder said there was something in Mark's music that helped us to align ourselves with higher consciousness, and it made a difference after we listened to his music.
When I was home, I went online to read about Mark's story. I listened to Mark's music and his talks on YouTube. I wanted to do the balance test again. My son went to the event with me. He did not participate in the balance test. As his mother, I knew he would not agree to do the test with me right away. I waited.
On Saturday (Sept. 20) morning, I listened to Mark's music. My son walked into the family room. I asked him to push my right hand downward and see if I would lose my balance. A bodybuilder he was, he obliged. He was surprised I could maintain my balance. He tried to make me lose my balance a couple more times, but I stood at ease. He knew he was much stronger than I was. He asked me to do the balance test on him. He stood as firm as he could. He lost his balance when I pushed his right hand. He asked me to do it two more times. He lost his balance time after time. I saw the disbelief expression on his face. I asked if he wanted to listen to the music and try the test again. He declined. I smiled and let it go.
Many of you probably have heard about Mark Romero's music and Podcast since they have been on YouTube for many years. Below is a link to one of his music -
Unleash the Magnificent YOU!
Someone commented on YouTube that a woman listened to the music for quite some time, but saw no change or healing.
Many of us want an immediate healing of our expectation. We never know what the best is for us. (Click to view Why do some people born with a life crippling condition? ) Occasionally, we are stuck in our expectation or the way we want things to happen. We block the alternatives that may be helpful for our well being. From my own experiences, I have learned the importance of let go let God. Mark Romero's music is soothing. The messages and affirmations that come through his Podcast are positive. I listen to them with an open heart. Sometimes we may have to let healing music and positive words like Mark's to sink in as if planting a seed in our mind in order for a change to begin.
There is a video showing a demonstration of the balance / muscle test by Mark Romero on stage on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lE7eMbPNB4c Mark instructed the subjects to stand with their feet and toes together. If you want to try the balance test with your friends, please do not push too hard, and make sure each person stands close enough to help if one loses his balance. (Of a group of people, there may be someone who is not able to maintain his balance even after listening to the music.) It is not a competition, and the intent should never be that of proving who is stronger.
If I did not ask my son to drive me there, I would not have heard about Mark Romero's music. The facilitator had mentioned his name earlier in his talk, but it did not draw my attention. I asked a simple, unrelated question. I did not expect that it would lead to the demonstration of Mark's music. Those of us who participated in the balance test were certainly impressed with the effect of his music.
Love and blessings,
Q of D
Monday, August 11, 2014
I saw no purpose of being there
Greetings!
This is the second healing experience. (Please refer to my last post The Stop at a Railroad Crossing.)
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Near the end of August 2012, we moved back to the state we used to live. One day, I read about a festival celebration hosted by a charity group on the Chinese newspaper. Before I went to the event, I prayed that if I could be of help, please let someone who was in charge talk to me about volunteer work.
Many people came for the celebration. Most of them seemed to come from a certain place. They talked in a language / dialect I did not know. Since I did not speak their language, I let go of the idea to volunteer there.
When I was about to leave, a woman walked by. I greeted her with a smile. We exchanged pleasantries. (Years ago, I had made a vow to acknowledge verbally or mentally all the people that I met as my way of honoring God.) Soon she walked to me again. She asked in English if I had time to volunteer. She said she was the person in charge. To put a long story short, I began volunteering one day a week. I also participated in their monthly community service.
The woman in charge was with me when I volunteered for the first time. During our conversation, I asked why she talked to me about volunteering since many people had come for the celebration. With a puzzling look, she said she thought I had asked to be a volunteer!
The volunteer work was not what I expected. There was nothing to do. I was in the office by myself the whole day. The phone rarely rang. When it did, it was the woman in charge checking on the volunteer on duty. I eventually learned it had been that way for years. Other offices in the big cities such as Chicago and New York were more active in community services. As for this office, the main function was to coordinate with the main office in fundraising to help those in need in the case of a global natural disaster.
After some weeks, I really wondered why I was there. The person in charge did talk to me as I had prayed. Could it be just a coincidence and nothing more? With nothing to do, I saw no purpose of being there.
One day, I was glad to hear that another volunteer would come in the afternoon, and I could go home after she arrived. I had met this volunteer during the monthly community service. She was nice, confident, and treated everyone with respect.
This volunteer came in early one day. For the first time, we chatted. When she heard I did not know much about the computer, she immediately offered to help me. We went to sit by the computer. As I listened to her instructions, I made a simple comment about how well she communicated. She said she wasn't that good, and thought I was just trying to be nice. I said, "I always speak from my heart. I don't say things to flatter other people." I looked at her. Then I said, "In truth, you had been a teacher for many lifetimes. That is why you are good at communication and teaching." As I was talking, she clutched her chest. There was an indescribable expression on her face. She managed to say "It's so strange ... your words touch somewhere deep inside my heart" before she broke down in tears.
She cried for a long time. When she got a hold of herself, she said something in my voice went straight into her heart. She then talked to me about her pain and sorrow. She told me how she came to USA. She loved her parents and had taken good care of them. She helped her siblings the best she could. Her parents and siblings loved her very much too. Her parents got sick and passed away. She was one of the most loving people that I had ever met, yet for years she lived in pain because she thought she could have done more for her parents. It caused her health, and she almost died. While waiting for surgery in the hospital, she made a vow to honor all seniors as if her own parents from then on. She turned her sorrow into strength. After retiring from her career, she volunteered in nursing homes and hospitals. She treated everybody with love and respect. She had been very busy in her volunteer work, but it was obvious she had not released her deep hidden pain until that afternoon.
Right when we finished talking, someone knocked at the door. We hugged, and I left. When I got inside my car, it came to me it was time to leave for I had served the purpose of being there. Few days later, I told the person in charge I would serve until the end of that month.
In her willingness to teach me about the computer, that afternoon was the only time we got to talk to one another before I left. I could not volunteer the following week because I had an appointment. A week later, she was busy with her other volunteer work. Weeks later, she sent me a beautiful happy new year card.
I have learned from my experiences that much more are at work in where we go and whom we meet. Sometimes we may not see the purpose of why we are there, but eventually we will.
Many blessings,
Q of D
This is the second healing experience. (Please refer to my last post The Stop at a Railroad Crossing.)
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Near the end of August 2012, we moved back to the state we used to live. One day, I read about a festival celebration hosted by a charity group on the Chinese newspaper. Before I went to the event, I prayed that if I could be of help, please let someone who was in charge talk to me about volunteer work.
Many people came for the celebration. Most of them seemed to come from a certain place. They talked in a language / dialect I did not know. Since I did not speak their language, I let go of the idea to volunteer there.
When I was about to leave, a woman walked by. I greeted her with a smile. We exchanged pleasantries. (Years ago, I had made a vow to acknowledge verbally or mentally all the people that I met as my way of honoring God.) Soon she walked to me again. She asked in English if I had time to volunteer. She said she was the person in charge. To put a long story short, I began volunteering one day a week. I also participated in their monthly community service.
The woman in charge was with me when I volunteered for the first time. During our conversation, I asked why she talked to me about volunteering since many people had come for the celebration. With a puzzling look, she said she thought I had asked to be a volunteer!
The volunteer work was not what I expected. There was nothing to do. I was in the office by myself the whole day. The phone rarely rang. When it did, it was the woman in charge checking on the volunteer on duty. I eventually learned it had been that way for years. Other offices in the big cities such as Chicago and New York were more active in community services. As for this office, the main function was to coordinate with the main office in fundraising to help those in need in the case of a global natural disaster.
After some weeks, I really wondered why I was there. The person in charge did talk to me as I had prayed. Could it be just a coincidence and nothing more? With nothing to do, I saw no purpose of being there.
One day, I was glad to hear that another volunteer would come in the afternoon, and I could go home after she arrived. I had met this volunteer during the monthly community service. She was nice, confident, and treated everyone with respect.
This volunteer came in early one day. For the first time, we chatted. When she heard I did not know much about the computer, she immediately offered to help me. We went to sit by the computer. As I listened to her instructions, I made a simple comment about how well she communicated. She said she wasn't that good, and thought I was just trying to be nice. I said, "I always speak from my heart. I don't say things to flatter other people." I looked at her. Then I said, "In truth, you had been a teacher for many lifetimes. That is why you are good at communication and teaching." As I was talking, she clutched her chest. There was an indescribable expression on her face. She managed to say "It's so strange ... your words touch somewhere deep inside my heart" before she broke down in tears.
She cried for a long time. When she got a hold of herself, she said something in my voice went straight into her heart. She then talked to me about her pain and sorrow. She told me how she came to USA. She loved her parents and had taken good care of them. She helped her siblings the best she could. Her parents and siblings loved her very much too. Her parents got sick and passed away. She was one of the most loving people that I had ever met, yet for years she lived in pain because she thought she could have done more for her parents. It caused her health, and she almost died. While waiting for surgery in the hospital, she made a vow to honor all seniors as if her own parents from then on. She turned her sorrow into strength. After retiring from her career, she volunteered in nursing homes and hospitals. She treated everybody with love and respect. She had been very busy in her volunteer work, but it was obvious she had not released her deep hidden pain until that afternoon.
Right when we finished talking, someone knocked at the door. We hugged, and I left. When I got inside my car, it came to me it was time to leave for I had served the purpose of being there. Few days later, I told the person in charge I would serve until the end of that month.
In her willingness to teach me about the computer, that afternoon was the only time we got to talk to one another before I left. I could not volunteer the following week because I had an appointment. A week later, she was busy with her other volunteer work. Weeks later, she sent me a beautiful happy new year card.
I have learned from my experiences that much more are at work in where we go and whom we meet. Sometimes we may not see the purpose of why we are there, but eventually we will.
Many blessings,
Q of D
The Stop at a Railroad Crossing
Greetings!
For a long time, I thought my limited knowledge of English was my shortcoming, and being a Chinese woman in a western culture was a disadvantage. One day, the words from a channel changed my view. I learned it was by design I came in as a Chinese woman who did not have the mastery of English. Some people wanted to know more about me because I came from a different culture. Meanwhile, others reached out to me because they wanted to help me. It was through these interactions healing took place. (Click to view my post Our self-perceived shortcomings and disadvantages.)
On many occasions, healing indeed occurred when people were helping me. Most of the times I had no idea I was an instrument until things continued to unfold, and the human me was surprised as well as humbled to be part of the healing plan.
Since I published that post, two such healing experiences came to my mind. Here is one of them. Some details are withheld or changed to protect the privacy of the person involved.
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There I was in a young man's car. I did not really know anything about him. He was at the circle. He came last week too. I believed I had seen him once at the circle before. I had not expected for him to drive me home.
What happened was I did not have the use of a car at that time. My husband needed the car. I told my friends I would see them again in some weeks. (We met every Thursday.) The owner of the holistic center immediately said she would pick me up and drive me home. I was grateful, but I thought it was too much trouble for her. So I declined. However, she said, "What is a circle without you! I will pick you up next week." To my dear friend, I can't thank you enough for your love and support.
On Thursday, my friend picked me up. When we arrived, I saw a young man talking to the teacher of the circle. The owner greeted him and joined in the talk. They seemed to know him very well. I talked with others at the circle. When the circle was over, the owner and the teacher talked to the young man again. There was a serious look on their face. Later, the owner drove me home.
The following Thursday, we had more people than usual. A spiritual teacher from another state was with us. When the circle was over, people continued to chat. The teacher and the owner talked to the young man for a long while. They seemed to be very concerned about him. At one point, the owner looked back at me. A while later, she came to me. She wanted to stay at the center to talk to the others, and asked if it was alright to me that the young man drove me home instead of her.
I thanked the young man for taking the time to drive me home. He said it was no problem. He was going in that direction anyway because he had an appointment in a nearby city. While he was driving, we carried on a conversation about our families.
Soon he drove near a railroad crossing. At that very moment, the red light flashed and the gate came down. His car was the first car in front of the tracks. In my heart, I thought "Oh, no! I would have been home in just a few minutes! I certainly hope he will not be late for his appointment." We were relieved to see that it was a short train.
However, the train stopped right on the track in front of us! Thinking that the road would be cleared once the train started moving, we waited. He began to tell me his story and what was troubling him. I listened with compassion. When he finished talking, we realized 20 minutes had gone by. The train remained on the track. He made a U-turn to go on another route to drive me home. On the way, I tried to say something that might help him. From the expression on his face, I knew no words could lift the heaviness off his heart. He was at a point of life where life did not mean much to him anymore.
At home, I realized it was not a coincidence the owner asked him to drive me home. It was in divine order that the train blocked the road. Without the unexpected stop, I would not get to hear his story. I understood why the teacher and the owner (both were very intuitive) were deeply concerned about his well being. How might I help him, I wondered.
In the afternoon, I sat down to pray. I suddenly remembered a prayer which helped me a lot during the challenging years. One day years ago, I found a small printed sheet of paper tucked inside a book. It was a prayer to lift our sufferings. I had since said that prayer many times. It brought me peace when I was sad or worried. I took the sheet of paper out of my handbag. I felt it was time to pass it on. Holding the paper in my hands as an offering to the Loving Divine, I prayed for the well being of the young man. I prayed the prayer would help him as it had helped me.
Then I opened my eyes. Tears filled my eyes when I saw the time on the clock. It was 4:44 PM! 444, the Power of God's Love, was a very significant number in my life. I knew no matter what happened it was going to be alright. I remembered there was some sort of event at the center that night. I prayed the young man would be there. I put the prayer in an envelope. He was there, and I gave him the prayer. I did not see him at the circle again.
Some months later, I went to a big Body, Mind, and Spirit Festival in another county. A volunteer at the festival greeted me with a broad smile. I recognized he was the young man. He looked like a different person. He looked happy and healthy.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
There was a time I was overwhelmed with fear and worries. A customer (a spiritual friend) walked in. Seeing the state I was in, she took a beautiful angel figure out of her handbag. She said the angel had been blessed, and she wanted me to have it. My heart was constantly filled with gratitude for the love and kindness that others had bestowed upon me. I had since given away the angel figure with love just as my friend had given me.
I did not have the use of a car for about 3 or 4 weeks. Another wonderful healing experience also happened during that time. On the surface, sometimes it might seem we did not have much connection to those we chanced to meet, but our connection could be lifetimes deep.
Love as Love Is, and give generously. In the truth of oneness, who is the giver or the receiver?
We are the giver and the receiver.
Love,
Q of D
For a long time, I thought my limited knowledge of English was my shortcoming, and being a Chinese woman in a western culture was a disadvantage. One day, the words from a channel changed my view. I learned it was by design I came in as a Chinese woman who did not have the mastery of English. Some people wanted to know more about me because I came from a different culture. Meanwhile, others reached out to me because they wanted to help me. It was through these interactions healing took place. (Click to view my post Our self-perceived shortcomings and disadvantages.)
On many occasions, healing indeed occurred when people were helping me. Most of the times I had no idea I was an instrument until things continued to unfold, and the human me was surprised as well as humbled to be part of the healing plan.
Since I published that post, two such healing experiences came to my mind. Here is one of them. Some details are withheld or changed to protect the privacy of the person involved.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
There I was in a young man's car. I did not really know anything about him. He was at the circle. He came last week too. I believed I had seen him once at the circle before. I had not expected for him to drive me home.
What happened was I did not have the use of a car at that time. My husband needed the car. I told my friends I would see them again in some weeks. (We met every Thursday.) The owner of the holistic center immediately said she would pick me up and drive me home. I was grateful, but I thought it was too much trouble for her. So I declined. However, she said, "What is a circle without you! I will pick you up next week." To my dear friend, I can't thank you enough for your love and support.
On Thursday, my friend picked me up. When we arrived, I saw a young man talking to the teacher of the circle. The owner greeted him and joined in the talk. They seemed to know him very well. I talked with others at the circle. When the circle was over, the owner and the teacher talked to the young man again. There was a serious look on their face. Later, the owner drove me home.
The following Thursday, we had more people than usual. A spiritual teacher from another state was with us. When the circle was over, people continued to chat. The teacher and the owner talked to the young man for a long while. They seemed to be very concerned about him. At one point, the owner looked back at me. A while later, she came to me. She wanted to stay at the center to talk to the others, and asked if it was alright to me that the young man drove me home instead of her.
I thanked the young man for taking the time to drive me home. He said it was no problem. He was going in that direction anyway because he had an appointment in a nearby city. While he was driving, we carried on a conversation about our families.
Soon he drove near a railroad crossing. At that very moment, the red light flashed and the gate came down. His car was the first car in front of the tracks. In my heart, I thought "Oh, no! I would have been home in just a few minutes! I certainly hope he will not be late for his appointment." We were relieved to see that it was a short train.
However, the train stopped right on the track in front of us! Thinking that the road would be cleared once the train started moving, we waited. He began to tell me his story and what was troubling him. I listened with compassion. When he finished talking, we realized 20 minutes had gone by. The train remained on the track. He made a U-turn to go on another route to drive me home. On the way, I tried to say something that might help him. From the expression on his face, I knew no words could lift the heaviness off his heart. He was at a point of life where life did not mean much to him anymore.
At home, I realized it was not a coincidence the owner asked him to drive me home. It was in divine order that the train blocked the road. Without the unexpected stop, I would not get to hear his story. I understood why the teacher and the owner (both were very intuitive) were deeply concerned about his well being. How might I help him, I wondered.
In the afternoon, I sat down to pray. I suddenly remembered a prayer which helped me a lot during the challenging years. One day years ago, I found a small printed sheet of paper tucked inside a book. It was a prayer to lift our sufferings. I had since said that prayer many times. It brought me peace when I was sad or worried. I took the sheet of paper out of my handbag. I felt it was time to pass it on. Holding the paper in my hands as an offering to the Loving Divine, I prayed for the well being of the young man. I prayed the prayer would help him as it had helped me.
Then I opened my eyes. Tears filled my eyes when I saw the time on the clock. It was 4:44 PM! 444, the Power of God's Love, was a very significant number in my life. I knew no matter what happened it was going to be alright. I remembered there was some sort of event at the center that night. I prayed the young man would be there. I put the prayer in an envelope. He was there, and I gave him the prayer. I did not see him at the circle again.
Some months later, I went to a big Body, Mind, and Spirit Festival in another county. A volunteer at the festival greeted me with a broad smile. I recognized he was the young man. He looked like a different person. He looked happy and healthy.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
There was a time I was overwhelmed with fear and worries. A customer (a spiritual friend) walked in. Seeing the state I was in, she took a beautiful angel figure out of her handbag. She said the angel had been blessed, and she wanted me to have it. My heart was constantly filled with gratitude for the love and kindness that others had bestowed upon me. I had since given away the angel figure with love just as my friend had given me.
I did not have the use of a car for about 3 or 4 weeks. Another wonderful healing experience also happened during that time. On the surface, sometimes it might seem we did not have much connection to those we chanced to meet, but our connection could be lifetimes deep.
Love as Love Is, and give generously. In the truth of oneness, who is the giver or the receiver?
We are the giver and the receiver.
Love,
Q of D
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