Natural Health Techniques

All year long I listen to the news, read people’s thoughts, see people’s views. At the end of the year, when I see what’s needed most, I take that shape, like a Christmas ghost. I can pass through keyholes, windows and locks, apartment buildings, hospitals, tents, and trailer lots. One year I used a wheelchair in place of my sleigh, once I was blind and had to feel my way. It’s hard to understand when I don’t leave a toy: You can’t unwrap a gift like hope or health or joy.

He said, “I’m here to help you ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Joe.” Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Joe crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down her window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid. Joe just smiled as he closed her trunk.

God, before he sent his children into the world, gave each of them a carefully selected package of problems."These, He promised smiling, are yours alone.

The room became very dense, warm and quiet. It felt like I was within a womb of energy which came down from the ceiling like a wave, pushing down into the floor. And then I heard a voice say to me, “Hmm. I like what you’re doing here.” There was a pause, followed by, “Your wings will be here.”

Now that we’ve got the earth and we’ve got the sky and the mountains and the rivers and the moon and the stars, now we will create man. Where shall we hide the truth of his being from him?

Do more than exist–love. Do more than hear–listen. Do more than agree–cooperate. Do more than Talk–communicate…

The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. While half-crying, the man began to speak, “We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn’t have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk.” His wife, now in the kitchen, yelled out, “I asked him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?”

The dog was grieving as deeply as they were, and was not in good health herself. They didn’t raise voices, or threaten. They stated their case with their hearts, which were breaking. Before they finished, I asked them how big she was, and if she was noisy. I found out she weighed 4 pounds and never barked. We plotted a strategy, and before long, Dad had returned to the motel and brought the dog to me outside the hospital. I explained to the little dog that she would need to hide under my jacket and be very quiet. She looked up at me with big brown eyes that blinked with great wisdom and understanding. Tucked away from sight, we hurried through the halls and up the elevators to the young man’s room.

Mother-Father God. Thank you for this being of light you gift us with today. Please watch over them and surround them with white light, love and protection on their spiritual path today and in the days and weeks to come. Be there for them and immerse them in Spirit for every challenge they may have this week.

A truly Happy Person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour. And, one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries… Some fascinating things are on old tombstones! Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: Born 1903–Died 1942. Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. It was. In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery: Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go.