"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 go see Disneyland, meet Sylvester Stallone, Mr. "T" or
Arnold Schwarzenegger. 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. Five percent of us have it so dramatically pouring forth
from our hands that we could make it our profession. 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.
Mark V. Hansen
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