“Hi Joe, Just thought I would let you know Gina was involved in a car accident today—her car was hit by a tram in Melbourne. She is fine, and managed to walk away with only a sore neck. Amazing considering the tram hit the drivers side door. … She said there were feathers everywhere after the accident. I believe the angels were definitely looking after her.”
I was speechless. Rachel was writing me about her sister Gina, who lives in Australia with her family and dog Beau. A few weeks earlier, Rachel had asked me whether I could help with Beau, who had been diagnosed with an inoperable tumor on his bladder. I didn’t know how much I could help, if at all, but I told Rachel I would try.
I’ve seen remote energy healing perform what some might call a “miracle”: profound changes in an animal’s health and behavior accomplished solely through the healing power of Spirit and Intention. Even so, I wondered whether anything could help Beau. Gina told me the tumor had covered his entire bladder wall. And while Beau was still on the operating table the vet called to ask Gina whether Beau shouldn’t be euthanized right then…the tumor was so advanced he would have no remaining quality of life anyway.
But Gina and her family couldn’t bear to let him go. I, on the other hand, worried about giving them false hope.
Yet a voice inside me told me to try.
When I first talked to Beau after his surgery he said, “I’m not ready to go. I still want to help Gina.” As Beau and I talked I could feel the life force inside him—strong and sweet, loving and trusting. That feeling—that faith in him—gave me all that I needed to begin.
I had asked Gina to keep a journal of Beau’s symptoms and progress. I knew that afterwards the journal would tell us what happened:
March 21: “Looking lethargic, sleeping, eating well, no walks, straining when urinating.”
March 22: “Sleeping a lot, eating well, still no walks, straining.”
On March 22 I conducted the first healing session on Beau. Using a shamanic animal healing technique, I worked on Beau for half an hour. I called in the Spirits and asked them to work on Beau at the energetic level. At the end of this session, I was very tired.
March 23: “Sleeping a lot, eating well, still no walks, straining.”
March 24: “Started walking a little more, up a little more, straining still when urinating.”
On March 24 I did a distant Reiki healing session on Beau. At the end of the session a large black bird, with a wingspan as wide as a stealth fighter, flew overhead. I could see him clearly in my mind’s eye as he passed over Beau and collected the negative energy that had just been released from the dog’s body.
March 26: “Happiness coming back, eating well, walking well, (still short walks), straining less.”
March 28: “Energy level improving, straining massively decreased, eating well, seeming very happy.”
On March 30 I organized a group intention healing session for Beau, based on the work of Lynne McTaggart’s “The Intention Experiment”. Intention is the force that creates worlds, and saves lives. I figured it was worth a shot.
I asked the most powerful healers I know—members of Deborah King’s 21st Century Energy Medicine program—to send Beau the exact same healing thought at the exact same time…for ten consecutive minutes. The date was set for 12:15 EST on Wednesday, March 30, 2011.
Rachel, Gina’s sister, said that when we unleashed that Intention she “Woke up sitting straight up in bed. Not sure what I was doing, but something was going on.” (When we started our Intention it was 3:15 AM the next morning in Australia.)
April 2: “I noticed a massive shift in Beau. Urine running clear, energy increased a lot, and pulling me when walking! Very happy, like a new dog!”
On April 2 I did the final healing session on Beau, another intense shamanic healing session.
April 3: “Happy, eating well, walking really well, overall better than he has been in a very long time, urine showing no sign of blood.”
After the accident on April 3, Gina wrote me:
“It was a bit of a shock but I really feel someone was looking after me that day. The impact should have been a lot worse. I had more white feathers last night, coming down from out of nowhere in my kitchen. My daughter was with me and was
helping me pick them all up. We put them in a container to show people. They are so small, like the feathers in a feather pillow. We don’t own any feather pillows! When I seen them I felt like it was a message that they are with me for support. It really is AMAZING. I am sure a lot of people wouldn’t believe this!”
I don’t know how long Beau has; I don’t know how long anyone has. What I do know is that counting feathers is like counting miracles…you can if you want, but you don’t have to. What matters is that you—like Gina and Beau—simply believe.
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