Donald and I have been blessed to participate in, and even to be the catalyst for, many miracles….
Donald and I have been blessed to participate in, and even to be the catalyst for, many miracles, not only in our own lives, but in the lives of our families, friends, students and clients.
We set our intention for specific outcomes, and more often than not this reality unfolds before our eyes.
Twelve years ago, one of our very dear longtime friends, Norman Schwartz, a Wall Street whiz, was walking his dog in the early New York City springtime when he slipped on black ice and broke his leg. The fracture was very bad, and while still in the hospital he developed compartment syndrome. His doctors were considering amputating his leg, as the swelling was quite severe, and getting worse. Donald flew there immediately, and stayed by Norman’s side performing healing prayers and rituals until Norman was released from the hospital with his leg intact.
It took Norman quite a while to heal completely from this injury, and Donald and I flew several times to New York to be with him and do healing work on him. During one long, particularly powerful meditation/prayer/ healing session in Norman’s twelfth-story apartment in late spring, we glanced out the plate-glass windows and saw, although the sky was blue all around the city, snowflakes falling but only over Norman’s apartment building!
Not long after this, Norman called us from his hospital bed, telling us the doctors said he was dying from osteomyelitis in his leg and a stubborn high fever, several days of antibiotics were not working, and he begged us to come see him and save him from dying. We flew in the very next day, and the moment we walked into his hospital room his fever started to go down, and the infection started to recede. His girlfriend and the doctors attributed it to the antibiotics finally kicking in, but we knew in our hearts that his belief in us, and our belief in our healing abilities, brought Norman back to recovery.
In mid-2000, Donald’s mother, Maria, was diagnosed with uterine cancer at Montefiore Hospital, in the Bronx, New York. A sweet, seemingly delicate woman, Maria didn’t believe she was sick, and she went to doctor’s appointments only reluctantly. For the next year, Donald traveled to the Bronx every six weeks to spend a week or two with his mother, doing bio-energy healing work on her. Her extensive tests from Montefiore showed that the cancer had metastasized to her lymph system, pancreas and liver. Donald took her to the top cancer hospital in New York City, Memorial Sloan-Kettering, where a noted oncologist agreed to see her. More tests were done on Maria that confirmed the findings at Montefiore, and it was noted by Maria’s doctor that her uterus looked shrunken and diseased. Finally, surgery was scheduled, and Donald sat in the family waiting room, deep in meditation, ‘seeing’ his mother free of cancer and mentally guiding the surgeon’s hands.
After the operation, the doctor came out to talk with the family. She was practically in shock and mumbling to herself, “I don’t understand, I don’t understand.” Donald asked her about his mother, was she okay? The doctor said, “Your mother is in the recovery room. But I don’t understand. I just took the uterus of a seventeen year old out of your mother. So I had to go and review the tests that were done at Montefiore and here at Sloan-Kettering. Those tests clearly showed that there was cancer present, and that it had metastasized. I just did biopsies of the organs, and I am very puzzled because I couldn’t find any cancer! Your mother does not need chemo or radiation, and in fact, I’m sorry to say the surgery itself was not required.” Donald told her, “As long as my mother is okay, what we’ve experienced is nothing short of miraculous. Thank you for your role in this miracle!”
Maria continues to live cancer free to this day.
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