Healing Joe - 1988
Albuquerque, New Mexico

The healing center that I ran for a couple of years in Albuquerque was an avenue for me to meet and work with an incredible variety of people from all walks of life. The center was located in the downtown part of Albuquerque, off Central Avenue, in one of the roughest parts of the city. I wasn't worried about it because I had been raised on the streets of Brooklyn, New York, and not much surprises me. Because of the area around me, the center attracted some pretty crazy individuals. When I say crazy, I mean insane and sometimes dangerous.

This story is about one such person who found their way to me, and they REALLY needed help! It was on a Saturday afternoon, and we were sitting around talking when a man named Joe walked through the door. As soon as you looked into his eyes, you knew that this man was disturbed. He said he had heard that we did healing at the center, and asked if anyone could help him. My friend Lee, who is also a healer and spirit specialist, was visiting at the time and offered to work with Joe, if I didn't mind. "Of course," I told him to "go ahead," however, when I offered a little advice to Lee about how to handle this man, he brushed me off. "I got it," Lee said, "I know just how to handle him."

Normally, I would not have offered any advice to Lee, but I know his techniques and I was pretty certain Joe was not going to be receptive to them. I am not saying the Lee is not a very capable healer, because he is, he just has a certain process he uses, and since Joe was sitting on the fine edge of sanity, I felt Lee could tip him over. It didn't take long for Joe to go off, and when he did, it was something to see. He turned to Lee and screamed at him in the most insane howl I have ever heard. The look on Lee's face was priceless. I can chuckle about it now, as Lee does, but back then it was a pretty scary sight. Lee literally ran out of the building, as fast as his feet would carry him, and I stepped in to calm Joe down.

I asked everyone else who was there to please come back later, since I wanted to work with Joe in private. We sat for awhile on the couch, and he got to a place where he trusted me. I asked him if he still wanted some healing work and he replied, "Yes." I had him get on the healing table and began to work with him. The healing Joe needed most was for emotional pain. I started working with his heart chakra and could feel the energy being pulled through me. I do not know how long I worked with him, or remember the healing details, but one thing I do remember will always stay in my memory. At the end of the healing I looked down and my fingertips were bleeding. My hands normally get very hot when I do my healing work, but this time they were literally bleeding.

I went and washed up while Joe rested on the table. I got him up after awhile and we sat and talked for a long time. Spirit (God) changed Joe that day, the man who got off the table was a different man then the one who got on. I had never had my finger tips bleed before or since that day, or worked with someone as crazy as Joe was.

 
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