Miracle healing

Where is your focus!

During these testing times when choices of where to put our attention is brought into sharp focus its important to remain ‘in the light’. So here is a little story…

I have been combing through 10 years of diaries of contact from beyond the veils & reminding myself of the support from the invisible helpers.  I thought I’d give you an example of one of my miracle healings which I feel was orchestrated by my angelic guardians. It also illustrates that a solution is never far away, however random.

Following my heart

I had been invited to Spain by a friend in 2004. Just before going, my back gave out. I was in AGONY with sciatica & no treatment was helping. Being determined & despite friends thinking I was mad to go I shuffled my way onto the train to Gatwick, having to rely on passers-by to lift my case. I made it to Spain & got a train into the mountains to be picked up by a 4×4 which was like a ride from hell. I felt every bump.

Left out…sniff sniff!!

Despite having been promised a room of my own, I was on the floor in the hallway in an apartment. I was taking an Australian bush flower remedy at the time for feeling ‘left out’ so the universe pushed me to the edge. I was really experiencing that ‘why me’ feeling as I lay marooned on the dusty floor in agony. My friend, who I discovered was in the middle of a pretty bad breakdown just to add to the holiday vibe said I could visit a woman an hour away who was ‘good at backs’. Back into the 4×4 & off I went hoping for a good massage, some heat pads or manipulation.

At the dentist ?

I was intrigued to arrive at a dentist surgery & hobbled on in. I was ushered into a room with a clinical looking woman & managed to get onto the therapy table with a few moans & groans.

“And Relax!” I thought.

She poked & prodded & explained my back was fine, & that it was not the problem. The problem was a scar, she intuited, which I must have, somewhere on the right side of my body.

SPOT ON! Although she had only seen my back, she was absolutely right. She explained matter-of-factly that she would inject into the scar about 60 times & just one session would be enough to make me totally better. As she explained this she proffered the injection under the massage table so I could see it through the face-hole in the hope that I understood what she meant.

“My translation must be out,” I thought. I was trying to catch up with the situation.

And for the gory bit…

Turning over gingerly onto my back a huge diaphanous blue light suddenly filled the room. It flashed around the therapist, for me, a sign from the angels that all is well. I ventured to ask her if she had a guide, which seemed incongruous in a dentist surgery & she said that she did. That he was Chinese & was with us helping with the diagnosis. I revealed the scar, which is 9 inches long. It was on the right hand side of my body. Interpreting the blue light as a sign to proceed, I said she could go ahead with the treatment. It was pretty nerve racking as she began injecting. The soft scar tissue instantly bubbled up like a burn & bled a little. She said not to be alarmed, which of course, lying on my own in a dentist surgery with limited spanish being repeatedly injected into was welcome advice.

Well & truly cooked…

She continued down the length of the scar, and after about 20 minutes finally folded towels over me. She laid a strange strand of plastic shapes with Chinese symbols down the length of my body & left me there to ‘cook’ for 15 minutes. I lay there surrounded by pristine white walls & dentist drills. Surreal!

She eventually returned, mopped up the spots of blood, unwrapped me announcing that the treatment was finished. I moved, got to my feet & to my astonishment I was totally better. Not one tiny little bit of pain. I couldn’t believe it. Asking her what she had done, she said it was called Neural Therapy. She said the scar had cut my electro-magnetic system & weakened the right side of my body causing my back pain. She explained the broken electro-magnetic field was now flowing again. I left in disbelief, with the passion to discover what this therapy was.

Signs from above…

I had a miracle healing that day. I went to ground myself with a meal in a local restaurant. Inexplicably, the waiter allowed me to have the meal for free. To end the day, I took a train down the valley back to my friend’s house & the valley was garlanded with a vast rainbow. I read it as a sign of completion on some level. You gotta have the rain to make a rainbow!

I would definitely call this a learning experience!! A cosmic setup. My friend eventually made it through her crisis, giving birth to a beautiful boy & I’m grateful to her for this strange but true story!

On a final note

Since that time I have discovered that a Dr Klinghart, http://www.klinghardtacademy.com/ whom I have yet to meet, teaches Neural Therapy in the UK & Canada. I look forward to meeting him soon. I also discovered that what was being injected into my scar was procaine, a dentistry anaesthetic. The mystery deepens. It taught me that nothing is as it seems. It could be that many people are being affected by old scars and a weakened electro-magnetic field. Treatment with Neural Therapy probably could save a lot of time and effort with other therapies.

I invite anyone reading this blog to leave comments in connection to this story of miracle healings or of their journey with Neural Therapy.

Blessings & onwards & upwards into the light..Peta

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