AMY GRAHAM
from Chicken Soup for the Soul,
 by Mark V. Hansen

After flying all night from Washington, D.C., I was tired as I arrived at the Mile High Church in Denver to conduct three services and hold a workshop on prosperity consciousness. As I entered the church, Dr. Fred Vogt asked me, "Do you know about the Make a Wish Foundation?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Well, Amy Graham has been diagnosed as having terminal leukemia. They gave her three days. Her dying wish was to attend your services."

I was shocked. I felt a combination of elation, awe and doubt. I couldn't believe it. I thought kids who were dying would want to see Disneyland, meet Sylvester Stallone, Mr. "T" or Arnold Schwartzeneger. Surely they wouldn't want to spend their final days listening to Mark Victor Hansen. Why would a kid with only a few days to live want to come hear a motivational speaker? Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted...

"Here's Amy," Vogt said as he put her frail hand in mine. Before me stood a 17-year-old girl wearing a bright red and orange turban to cover her head, which was bald from all of the chemotherapy treatments. Her frail body was bent and weak. She said, "My two goals were to graduate from high school and to attend your sermon. My doctors didn't believe I could do either. They didn't think I'd have enough energy. I got discharged into my parents' care...This is my mom and dad."

Tears welled in my eyes; I was choked up. My equilibrium was being shaken. I was totally moved. I cleared my throat, smiled and said, "You and your folks are our guests. Thanks for wanting to come." We hugged, dabbed our eyes and separated.

I've attended many healing seminars in the United States, Canada, Malaysia, New Zealand and Australia. I've watched the best healers at work and I've studied, researched, listened, pondered and questioned what worked, why and how.

That Sunday afternoon I held a seminar that Amy and her parents attended. The audience was packed to overflowing, with over a thousand attendees eager to learn, grow and become more fully human.

I humbly asked the audience if they wanted to learn a healing process that might serve them for life. From the stage it appeared that everyone's hand was raised high in the air. They unanimously wanted to learn.

I taught the audience how to vigorously rub their hands together, separate them by two inches and feel the healing energy. Then I paired them off with a partner to feel the healing energy emanating from themselves to another. I said, "If you need a healing, accept one here and now."

The audience was in alignment and it was an ecstatic feeling. I explained that everyone has healing energy and healing potential....I said, "This morning I was introduced to Amy Graham, a 17-year old, whose final wish was to be at this seminar. I want to bring her up here and let you all send healing life-force energy toward her. Perhaps we can help. She did not request it. I am just doing this spontaneously because it feels right."

The audience chanted, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Amy's dad led her up onto the stage. She looked frail from all of the chemotherapy, too much bed rest and an absolute lack of exercise. (The doctors hadn't let her walk for the two weeks prior to this seminar.)

I had the group warm up their hands and send her healing energy, after which they gave her a tearful standing ovation.

Two weeks later she called to say that her doctor had discharged her after a total remission. Two years later she called to say she was married.

I have learned never to underestimate the healing power we all have. It is always there to be used for the highest good. We just have to remember to use it.

INVISIBLE STRINGS: LOVE

Love, the great mediator, resides in the never-ending
sphere of our spiritual heart.
Love is life's motivation, and has the ability to drip over
the edges of our personality, and saturate it with
simple goodness.
Love is capable of absorbing the appearances of
supposed absolutes, and transforming them into
all possibilities.
Love is contagious and habit forming, having no need
for conditions, nor explanations.
Love is the passageway into the beauty of life; it cannot
be created, nor can it be destroyed, for love is a
natural law.
Love, in its exquisite simplicity, can wear away the
hardest stone of the heart, and is non-deceiving.
Love is the capstone for the pillars of forgiveness and hope.
Because of its eloquence, we have called it the great
mystery...yet it is no mystery.
It is the purpose of every breath, every heartbeat.
Love permeates everything; it is the most magical of all
invisibles.

by L. Groff

IF WE ONLY HAVE LOVE

If we only have love
Then tomorrow will dawn
And the days of our years
Will rise on that morn
If we only have love
To embrace without fears
We will kiss with our eyes
We will sleep without tears

If we only have love
With our arms open wide
Then the young and the old
Will stand at our side
If we only have love
Love that's falling like rain
Then the parched desert earth
Will grow green again
If we only have love
For the hymn that we shout
For the song that we sing
Then we'll have a way out

If we only have love
We can reach those in pain
We can heal all our wounds
We can use our own names
If we only have love
We can melt all the guns
And then give the new world
To our daughters and sons
If we only have love
Then Jerusalem stands
And then death has no shadow
There are no foreign lands
If we only have love
We will never bow down
We'll be tall as the pines
Neither heroes nor clowns

If we only have love
Then we'll only be men
And we'll drink from the Grail
To be born once again

Then with nothing at all
But the little we are
We'll have conquered all time
All space, the sun, and the stars!

Jacques Brel

LIGHT

Even in darkness
Notice things of light!
God's whisper
Shattering through the tenement window
Anointing the puddle where the
Homeless huddle
Enlightening bird song
Flute song, bells
And the touch of all things
White
But notice
Let it come to you
In the midst of your
Gossip, your boredom
Your conviction of doom
It could come to you anywhere
In any drop of water
Butterfly's flutter
Piece of glass
Hand held or seen among
Discarded thoughts of time
The touch of ice or mountain stream
or bubble, ripple, floating by unseen
It is piercing constantly
Through the veil of
Habit, noice and sleep
The voice, the chorale,
Even for one who cannot believe
The ever singing symphony
Of God.

by Maria Illo

 
I am a Light Worker, a Child of God, known by many names,
who has come to Earth to bring peace and love
to a troubled planet.

My purpose is

To devote my life energy for the well-being of Mother Earth and humanity,
and for universal peace and harmony...

To share growth experiences and offer light to others
along the spiritual path of life...

To respect and honor the diversity represented on this planet,
and recognize the infinite wisdom which created diversity within all things...

To recognize and honor the Oneness of All...

To help promote a better understanding among all people
and to find the common ground
in all physical, mental, emotional and spiritual areas, which is

L-O-V-E

To recognize that all beings walk a Divine path...

To live always in the Universal Oneness of the Light
and to offer my services to all who seek them,
in whatever way I can assist them,
and whenever called upon to do so...

To bring Heaven to Earth,
and to bring joy and love to the heart of humanity,
and healing to our beloved Mother Earth and all living things.