Healer Dream

One of my dreams is to one day meet a magical healer, one of those persons we read or hear about that can transform energy with their hands and mind.
People say anybody can train to be able to do that. Me, I feel I can’t even heal myself properly. I definitely know how to do the opposite.
Sometimes I believe that yes, what has kept me alive and healthy all this time is the work I do mentally to stay well. But when I get a flu, then I feel defeated!
I imagine that Mary Magdalene, as a disciple of Jesus, was able to heal herself and others. That beyond walking and preaching, she had also developed these qualities.
Sometimes I use my imagination and close my eyes to see the beautiful white light of Mary Magdalene next to me, sometimes with Jesus on the other side. These visions are pure creations of my mind, I believe. But it’s still beautiful to imagine. And it is believed by many that our powerful minds are connecting with something greater in meditation. The Divine Matrix, the quantum space of the Universe. Liminal Space.
This is the realm of art. Where ideas come from. The muse, the genius.
To go deep into that realm takes dedication and great discipline. Above all, we must be present.
This long walk with Mary Magdalene takes me in truly unexpected directions.
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