magic. We use this term to describe things that our rational thinking cannot explain - when incurable diseases disappear overnight, when money or people need them most, when things happen, obvious coincidences will change lives forever. Our thoughts tell us that these events are thought through extraordinary and inexplicable means.
But where is the magic when the disease causes death or if the things or people we need never appear? If there is real magic, why are the results so inconsistent? Science tells us that our world is predictable, it follows a very specific set of rules, but how do scientists really understand? Is everything just an opportunity, is our existence a meaningless chaos dominated by luck?
A few years ago, during an in-depth study of the therapist and its methods, I went to California to study with the therapist I had read. Two days before I left, I received an intuitive message that was not related to the teacher I planned to visit. Information is the treatment I should check for Qigong.
After more than 30 years of study, I learned to listen to the sometimes subtle pushes I received from the universe, although it took me decades to give up the need for control and let me be above my brain. . The urgency of learning qigong is so powerful, I can't ignore it, I agree to start immediately after I get home, although I don't know what I might learn or how I will find a teacher. I took the key first step; I acknowledged the information from the spiritual world and consciously told me to follow it.
When I arrived in California, I was met by a Chinese old man while waiting to see the therapist I was visiting. We only talked for a few minutes - I didn't mention my interest in Qigong - when he turned to me, he said: "I have a Chinese master who teaches me qigong.
I spent a few days learning qigong from his master, and the lessons I learned were more meaningful than the ones I flew to California. The experience is amazing.
Recall that I now understand what happened. For the teacher I have been to, I set up this activity entirely on my own. I did not seek any form of guidance. The results I received were at best nominal. I have neither sought help nor heard what input the universe might have, blindly moving forward, as if my consciousness was the only part that could guide me. Now I know better.
My encounter with Chinese masters is no coincidence. It was founded because I heard my inner voice, and my part realized its connection with the universe. Jung describes the experience of "synchronization". The occurrence of things far exceeds coincidence. I believe that this synchronous event is the true magic of life. We can use this magical power as long as we pay attention and allow it to happen.
In my life - the sign that has passed half a century now - I can look back many times when the invisible force leads me towards my goal. The reason why the guidance emerged was because I gave up control of greater power, and this wisdom always seemed to know what my next step should be.
In the early 1990s, I was trying to find my true self, which is why I was placed on the planet, and I have not achieved much success. In more than one time, I was led to cause my interest in alternative therapies and to use them as my life's work; I have a strong motivation to do so. Lindsay, my seven-year-old granddaughter, suffers from cystic fibrosis, an incurable hereditary disease that kills hundreds of young people every year.
Over time, I quickly found someone who could save her life. Most of the time I am telling the universe what I want, not listening to whether I have chosen the right route. I was driven by emotions and were reluctant to consider any coming rather than completely reversing her illness, although I did very little in my own blindness. Nothing I find provides long-term hope. What I didn't realize was that her illness would be a catalyst for changing my lifestyle. This is not the life she will save, but my own life.
In the fall of 1994, I met a friend who met a man she described as a miracle worker, an American indigenous therapist named Melastal. This friend suggested that I bring Lindsay to see her. The next day I contacted the therapist and I was very happy to find someone who might cure my granddaughter. In less than a week, Lindsay and I were looking for miracles in Myra's home in the mountains of northern Georgia.
In the next two years, we visited the therapist several times, but Lindsay completely succumbed to her illness. Although her pain of death was unbearable, Myra provoked my awakening and helped me see that this choice was never mine. I only controlled one life.
After a few months, I understand why I met Myra. This is not an accident. I was led. With her help, I found out my own truth and quickly gave up the lucrative career of the construction industry to pursue my interest in treatment and teaching. My encounter with her is a turning point.
Although Lindsay has left, I often go back to the mountains and bathe myself when the angel gives Myra a powerful healing energy. As our friendship deepened, she told me about her death experience, how the angel came to her, promised to teach her and share her lessons.
I sometimes sit with her for hours, because she shares her story with me. She described her guide and told me how each person brought a different gift. First, walk with the moon and teach her how to call songs and sounds as a tool for treatment. Another, Maya, showed her how to cure with stones.
When I found the sound of one of her guides on the tape, one of my most memorable experiences was before I asked to allow recording of our session. Thought that I could not understand what was said, there is no doubt that Myra and my voice did not. Myla smiled when I played the tape for her next visit. "This is one of my guides." He spoke in old language.
Her guide One Feather told her that she was with me. I am not a threat, he is approving the work we are doing.
She has other guides, each of which helps her grow into a skilled and powerful therapist, but I never felt that she thought she was not just the humble servant of her companion and the power to choose her as a healing tool. She is always happy when she can help others and has never had a fame or compensation.
Going with her to see how often I often think about writing her story, but I have no confidence to ask. I was not published at the time. She was the subject of many magazine articles and was broadcast twice on national television. I have never been exposed to this topic.
I am not necessary. Although I was still learning to believe what I received, Myra's tour guide told her what was going to happen. One day, when I was ready to go home, she kissed my hand. "You know why we met, aren't we?" she asked.
"No, not true," I replied.
"You should write my story."
I am dumbfounded. How did she know?
Looking back it is easy to understand. She listened and responded to her angel guide. They know the best course, she is ready to follow it without a doubt - I am still learning a lesson.
When I analyze the lessons she shared with me and what I learned from others, one thing is outstanding.
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We control our lives, and with the help of the greater power that most people imagine, we can change ourselves and our world. This process looks amazing.
How can it create such magic? How do we open ourselves and embody them in our lives? Can it be achieved through hard work or hard work?
We experience it by returning and allowing the universe to do what it should, and being open to the results beyond what we seek. Although the effort does not produce magic, because the attempt will only increase our difficulty. Intense efforts seem to hinder what we seek. When a partner tries to keep them together through separate efforts, the relationship often collapses; when we are eager to keep the job, the work collapses; when our fears are concentrated on the disease, our health deteriorates.
How do we hold or attract what we need without expelling them? We do this by "letting go". Although this sentence is often abused, it is rarely practiced. Although we may reasonably admit that we need to release our attachment to events and consequences, it seems almost impossible.
Sometimes the simplest task will bring us the greatest difficulty. We look for "acre of diamonds" and their presence in our own backyard is beyond imagination. We travel around the world - just like me - looking for answers that are really under our noses.
Our task is just to listen. The magic is waiting to be called.
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