How It All Started
Discouraged, I vented to my husband, “I know what I want to do. I know it would benefit lives for the better, so why am I not making it happen?” I lamented. I want to share my gift. I want to shout out, “I can help you!” so people that needed help would know where to come to find it. But I myself was stuck. I explained to my husband that I felt like there was an unseen but very tangible wall right in front of me keeping me from moving forward, and all my dreams were on the other side. What was stopping me?
When I was 8 years old, we moved next to a family with a girl around my age and we became great friends. Her father was a healer. He never referred to himself as such, nor did I think of him that way, but that is what he was. He practiced reflexology and homeopathic medicine. He was so caring and personable that when I was with him, he felt more like a father to me. During my time with him he would work on me when I was sick, or when my muscles were soar, or if I was sad, or struggling with personal relationships. He would help me. I never directly asked him to work on me, not because I didn’t think he could but because I honestly never thought to. I would just share with him, as I approached him as a father figure, and never thought about the fact that he was a gifted and talented healer. More often than not, during our conversations he’d roll his eye’s and say, “come over here.” He was such a blessing in my life!
After getting married, my husband and I were visiting my healer and his family. While we were sitting around the table, I picked up a small bottle that was among some papers and other small bottles. I asked him about them, and he said to me, “You are having trouble with urinary tract infections.” As a matter of fact, I had been having a lot of trouble with them lately. He let me know I could take the pills, and they would help me, or he could work on me. Either way I would be healed. Unbeknownst to me, my body was telling him what I needed even though during this informal personal visit, I never thought to bring this issue up with him. I of course opted for his session. Since that day over 20 years ago, I have only gotten 3 urinary tract infections, and 2 of them were when I was pregnant.
During one of my visits with my healer friend I mentioned to him I was having trouble getting pregnant. My only daughter was almost 4 and we had tried everything. He motioned me over in his familiar way and did a treatment on me, and 2 weeks later I was pregnant with my son. I named my son after him. My son was only months old when my friend passed away. With his passing, I felt his gift that had blessed me so many times in my life, was also gone forever. I grew to appreciate his gift of healing and didn’t realize how much happiness and healing it had brought in my life until it was gone. Then, 17 years later, I came across the Energy Code, quite miraculously really. I learned that I could also practice this. I could learn his ways. I knew that this was a way that at least part of my friends healing gift could return to my life and the lives of others.
I think of my friend often as I now perform my own healing sessions. Part of his gift of healing goes on through me and others. Through my own healing journey, I not only have been able to heal, but found another healer and friend in Stefanie from Canada. Stefanie has removed my own heart wall, healed my foot, my lower back and that’s just the beginning. Unfortunately, I never took the time to learn how to heal from my father figure healer, but I possibly learned the most important part of healing from him. And that is, that healing exists, and it works. Miracles happen in this work. I see it all the time. I have been blessed by this work and feel doubly blessed to be able to pass it on.