Thoughts of Thomas: Healing Judy

If you have been following my writing you’re aware of the healing of my daughter I described in an earlier article. I want to tell you most healings or any use of the Art is not that spectacular.

What I described to you was pure emotional magic, something I have been warning you about. I didn't care what happened to anyone, the objective would be achieved. If I had known I would die or other people might die when the room went black it won't have mattered. I knew she would not be hurt again.

That kind of emotion is something very rare for most rational people, but I was not rational at the time. I would achieve success and anyone or anything in my way would be removed.

Most of the time the use of the Art no matter what the objective, is a well thought out process of mental preparation and procedures, designed to obtain the objective with no collateral damage. Not an out pouring of raw emotion, almost always a bad thing.

I'm not a prolific healer, my healing experiences are few. They have all been people I love or people the people I love, love.

I hope karma is not what we are told; because I have healed people that didn't know I was involved and some of them think it's the Devil's work I practice. I guess I'll find out someday.

I would like to tell you of a healing that followed a more conventional path, and mirrors most of what you normally encounter in the practice of the Art.

My daughter-in-law’s mother had a relapse of breast cancer. One breast had already been removed three years earlier and she went through the chemo, hair loses and the pain associated with the treatment.

On her yearly checkup they found five tumors in her other breast. The Doctor believed most to be cancerous. When my daughter-in-law told my wife and I, as you would expect we were very upset. My first thought was if it has came back in her other breast, has it spread?

Over the next two weeks we got updates on how she was dealing with her problem.

It was a week before the biopsy when my daughter-in-law came over to give us the latest update on her mother.

Then the conversation turned to women stuff, kids, what to wear to work. That's when I tuned out and went about me business. I know I'm a chauvinist but I'm working on it slowly.

When she started to leave she turned to me and said will you do whatever it is you do to help her. I looked her in the eyes, the pain and helplessness I saw their touched something deep inside of me.

Now these are good God-fearing people and she's asking me to use powers they would never approve of in any way for anything.

So I asked her "did your mother ask for my help", I wanted an out. Not because I didn't want to help. I didn't want to interfere with their belief system.

She looked me in the eye and said "No" but she asks me to tell everyone to pray for her and we all pray in our own way.

All exits closed, she was asking me to save her mother and she believed I could. Just like when my wife said "fix it". What do you do next… you find a way.

I should tell you more about her, so you can understand the emotional ties I used to bring about her healing.

She's not only my daughter-in-law’s mother; she is one of the nicest people you will ever meet. She only sees the good in people, always giving the benefit of the doubt. Even when there is no doubt. She hurts no one and loves unconditionally. Rare in the world we live in.

The next day was spent thinking about the problem. I finally decided on “Sympathetic Magic,” one of the oldest and simplest forms of magic.

Sympathetic magic is famous for the infamous Voodoo Dolls but there is much more to it. The image or a piece (hair, fingernail) of someone can be used in a number of ways for good or ill.

Sympathetic magic has been with us for thousands of years. The first record of it comes from ancient Egypt. It more than likely started around camp fires in the distant past. Shamans might have wanted a piece of their enemies, so they could curse them. Just a thought.

That evening I asked my daughter-in-law to email me any pictures she had of her mother. She sent me three nice pictures of her mother. I printed them out and cut everything else out, leaving only her image. These I placed in prominent places in the house where I would see them as I went about my daily business. A constant reminder of her plight and of what I needed to do.

This worked so well I was sure of success, I could feel it in the core of my being. That evening I told my daughter in law I was not going to remove the cancer from the tumors I was going to remove the tumors. To this day I don't know why I said that. It's not like me to boast, or make predictions.

The next night at twelve I started my ritual. After placing the appropriate colored candle in each of the standing stones (you do remember I have a Henge in my backyard, I invoked the four elements and then the Supreme Power. As the power filled me I felt at one with the Cosmos. Any and everything was within my grasp. That feeling is one of many reason I practice magic and why I fear it, for you can get lost in the power if you don't keep control.

Then I started my spell, what I wanted (her healed) and the historiola, the outcome I sought (the tumors gone). The next second it was gone. I was empty not drained, just empty. I knew then it had worked, it always takes everything with it when it goes.

All this happened in a matter of seconds. Magic doesn't take long. What takes time is the thought and preparation to achieve the desired results.

Then I burnt the picture of her I had brought with me into the circle. This symbolic act signified I was no longer in charge. She was given to the spirit world (to her God).

As you might guess the next mammogram she had only two lumps and their biopsy showed no cancer.

We all thanked God for the mercy that was shown to her. Whose prayers were responsible? There's no way to know. I claim neither success nor failure that is unknowable. I can only tell you what happened to me. I can tell you this, what I wanted to happen happened, whether it was me or someone else, it doesn't matter. The outcome was achieved.

I will speak about another healing at a later date. It was quite different in all respects. I'm not sure it is as much about healing, as it is about my survival.

Thomas