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Spontaneous Healing Light Guided Meditation by Padma Bhajan Bearji Bearji on the Radio - Padma's Podcast of Enlightenment
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In the late 90's as part of my volunteer work as the only man in a feminist non-profit, researching a book on young women. I offered weekly focus groups for teen boys and co-facilitated groups for the boys and girls workshops. I wrote a chapter on teen relationships in the award-winning and controversial international bestselling book, Daughters of the Moon, Sisters of the Sun. Myself and my life partner at the time, and the co-author of this book, K. Wind Hughes, received recognition from President Clinton for our work in Washington State for high school teens.
During this time, one of the boys in the focus group was pronounced dead at the scene of a horrible accident also involving some of the other boys and girls. Yet after 20 minutes of being covered with a blanket on the side of the road, Seth jumped up and stated, "What the hell?" and collapsed again. He was then helicoptered in to Harbor View Medical Center in Seattle where he remained in a coma and wasn't expected to make it through the night. Wind and I arrived the next morning and were allowed into the special ward where he was surrounded by family. Seth's mother told the doctor I was the family priest, a shaman, come to give last rights. So he let us in.
In the focus groups the boys and girls affectionately called me Doctor Love. I walked into the room next to Seth laying in his bed with every kind of tubes, wires and bloody gauze and announced my arrival by saying, "Hey Seth, it's Doctor Love.... Shake man hand dude!" Seth immediate stuck up his hand to shake mine.
The doctor explained this can happen and that it doesn't mean anything, told us all there was no hope, he was brain dead, and that it would be best if we all left so the nurses could do their work, leaving the room giving us just minutes before he would throw us all out.
Seth continued to respond to my words for some reason. He continued to put up his hand and one of his legs to my command. I had absolutely no doubt he was in there and responding to me.
I prayed to my angels for guidance and how to help Seth, his family and the whole community that both Wind and I were consider leaders of at the time. I got one-hell-of-a angelic download that moment. As soon as I arrived home I sat and put the guidance into words and wrote what became this guided meditation.
I printed out these words, grabbed my mini-cassette recorder with a set of headphones and went back to the hospital. After working our way back into the room past all the objections of the doctor, the nurses gave us the time we needed as Wind held sacred space and reiki energy, I whispered these words into Seth's ear and recorded it all on the mini-cassette. At the end of the process, I told Seth to open his eyes and he tried and tried. The next morning his mother played the cassette for him with the headphones and at the end where I told him to open his eyes, he did.
The doctor was told I had gotten to do this and reported to me when I arrived Seth was a vegetable now and I had no right to do whatever it was I did, giving the family hope, etc.. I went back the next day and Seth wasn't in the room. I was told he had been moved to speech therapy as he was walking and talking. Seth walked from that hospital a week later and grabbed me, hugged me, and cried in my arms as he shared in great detail of all of his experiences.
This is not the only healing miracle somehow facilitated through me, but this one is documented. The doctor was forced to report a "priest/shaman whispered in his ear somehow stimulating a 'singularity.'" Seth's brain-stem had almost been completely severed.
This is the first time I am sharing this story to the public. Blessings, Bearji
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In the late 90's as part of my volunteer work as the only man in a feminist non-profit, researching a book on young women. I offered weekly focus groups for teen boys and co-facilitated groups for the boys and girls workshops. I wrote a chapter on teen relationships in the award-winning and controversial international bestselling book, Daughters of the Moon, Sisters of the Sun. Myself and my life partner at the time, and the co-author of this book, K. Wind Hughes, received recognition from President Clinton for our work in Washington State for high school teens.
During this time, one of the boys in the focus group was pronounced dead at the scene of a horrible accident also involving some of the other boys and girls. Yet after 20 minutes of being covered with a blanket on the side of the road, Seth jumped up and stated, "What the hell?" and collapsed again. He was then helicoptered in to Harbor View Medical Center in Seattle where he remained in a coma and wasn't expected to make it through the night. Wind and I arrived the next morning and were allowed into the special ward where he was surrounded by family. Seth's mother told the doctor I was the family priest, a shaman, come to give last rights. So he let us in.
In the focus groups the boys and girls affectionately called me Doctor Love. I walked into the room next to Seth laying in his bed with every kind of tubes, wires and bloody gauze and announced my arrival by saying, "Hey Seth, it's Doctor Love.... Shake man hand dude!" Seth immediate stuck up his hand to shake mine.
The doctor explained this can happen and that it doesn't mean anything, told us all there was no hope, he was brain dead, and that it would be best if we all left so the nurses could do their work, leaving the room giving us just minutes before he would throw us all out.
Seth continued to respond to my words for some reason. He continued to put up his hand and one of his legs to my command. I had absolutely no doubt he was in there and responding to me.
I prayed to my angels for guidance and how to help Seth, his family and the whole community that both Wind and I were consider leaders of at the time. I got one-hell-of-a angelic download that moment. As soon as I arrived home I sat and put the guidance into words and wrote what became this guided meditation.
I printed out these words, grabbed my mini-cassette recorder with a set of headphones and went back to the hospital. After working our way back into the room past all the objections of the doctor, the nurses gave us the time we needed as Wind held sacred space and reiki energy, I whispered these words into Seth's ear and recorded it all on the mini-cassette. At the end of the process, I told Seth to open his eyes and he tried and tried. The next morning his mother played the cassette for him with the headphones and at the end where I told him to open his eyes, he did.
The doctor was told I had gotten to do this and reported to me when I arrived Seth was a vegetable now and I had no right to do whatever it was I did, giving the family hope, etc.. I went back the next day and Seth wasn't in the room. I was told he had been moved to speech therapy as he was walking and talking. Seth walked from that hospital a week later and grabbed me, hugged me, and cried in my arms as he shared in great detail of all of his experiences.
This is not the only healing miracle somehow facilitated through me, but this one is documented. The doctor was forced to report a "priest/shaman whispered in his ear somehow stimulating a 'singularity.'" Seth's brain-stem had almost been completely severed.
This is the first time I am sharing this story to the public. Blessings, Bearji
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Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/padma-bhajan-bearji/message
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