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IFISH Healing Centre - Felicity Pettengell, Aylsham

On June 17th 2000, my 23 year old son collided with a deer whilst on his motor bike. Although badly shaken, battered and bruised he appeared to be OK. His worst injury being a broken toe.

On June 26th he felt unwell and I called an Ambulance which took him to Norwich - lights and sirens all the way. Karl died that night from a Pulmonary Embolism. I found this very hard to come to terms with and felt desperate, let down by the Health Service and was generally in a bad state.

One year later on June 26th my daughter and I were driving past Cawston College and decided to go in and find out what was meant by a "Spiritual Centre". The outcome being I went for healing the following Friday. I told the Healer Brenda Brooks that I needed healing of the Soul to come to terms with Karl's death.

Even on this first visit I felt calmer and more at peace. I continued to go for healing on Fridays throughout July and August. Each week life began to get back to normal and an added bonus was lots of minor aches and pains disappeared.

Whilst having Healing I see lots of different colours with my eyes closed and feel an indescribable sense of peace. Friends and neighbours began commenting how well I was looking.

Because of my work I can only visit occasionally now, but each time I have a Friday Free I am up to the College. I can't thank the Healers enough, I feel with their help I have begun living again. I do still miss Karl dreadfully but I am not desperate anymore.

Believe in Miracles - Monique Tostivint, Switzerland

Around Easter 1999, my Father, Guy, went to see the Doctor. He was having problems with his ears and hearing and thought he needed to have them washed out. The Doctor diagnosed ‘Ear Attack’, rather like a heart attack but in the ears. He was immediately admitted to hospital where he received medication and tests. These tests showed that his left ear was much better but his right ear needed a hearing aid. From that day my Father wore his hearing aid but from time to time he found the sound quality quite poor. Having had good hearing all his life this was rather a shock and difficult for him. Being a healer himself he thought that maybe going on a Healing Course he could learn something and benefit from the energies around him.

During the course he had heard some sounds in his ear but the tutor had to ensure that she spoke loud enough for him to be able to hear. This situation improved greatly after Sally Barnes, our tutor had given my father healing -it was the turning point. Healing given to him the next day continued to improve the situation.

Later that day at our last gathering in the evening he had a real surprise. Stephen Barry and Rita Taylor were demonstrating clairvoyance and psychic art. My Father sat about 10 metres away but suddenly took his hearing aid off. I asked him to make sure he could hear and understand everything that was being said. At the end of the evening he asked if he could say a few words to the group. He went on to say that during the course Sally had encouraged the students to believe in miracles, and that now he actually did believe in them. He had sat there with his hearing aid out all evening and had heard every word. A miracle had happened for him! To this day, his hearing aid is still in a pocket in his rucksack. He has never worn it again.

Healing Effect of a Course - Ben Goorkate, Holland

Working at a large European Bank, my life is lived around people driven by mone, a hard world in which I have always felt out of place.

I know I had something else to do with my life, I knew also it would be something spiritual. A short while ago I met Frank van Gerven who suggested I join in the Dutch Spiritual Week he and his wife Geraldine had organised at Cawston College. I thought, what the heck, if it doesn’t help I will surely have a nice holiday in England.

On the boat to England, I immediately noticed the wonderful atmosphere. The people were so nice and caring – an enormous change compared with my usual contacts. I felt at home at once.

We arrived and were welcomed at Cawston on Monday. However, the real kick-off for me was the meditation on Tuesday morning. I found it very confronting, I felt restless, turbulent even and had great difficulty concentrating. Fortunately, several people supported me during the meditation, which really helped. I felt much more relaxed afterwards. That afternoon I participated in another meditation led by Eileen Roberts, an amazing and wonderful lady with tremendous strength. This time I did a lot better. I could follow most of the visualisation and I saw my spiritual leader, a Buddhist Monk who told me my task in life was to spread my knowledge. I immediately answered, “You mean your knowledge.” I saw a Cherry tree emerging from the ground, which kept bearing more fruit. Eileen confirmed the appearance of my spiritual leader and told me I would have a busy life while fulfilling my task. I didn’t mind – I was just so happy.

Wednesday was a day for working with healing. During the day I had a reading given by John Tunbridge. My Grandparents communicated with me through John and gave me a wonderful message. It was very comforting, as were the Healing Workshops given by Sally Barnes.

Thursday was the day that affected me most of all. In the afternoon I received very loving healing from Sally – it really touched me. I was very open and vulnerable, especially when my Grandparents made their presence known again. I had always been aware of their presence in my life but had never felt them as close as I did right then. After the healing session I cried for a long time. I had always wanted to get in touch with my emotions but was normally unable to – so this was a big breakthrough for me! However, this wasn’t the end!

In the evening there was a demonstration of Transfiguration by medium Jean Skinner, I was blessed again! Before I even recognised the person from spirit Jean was bringing forward I had already felt it was someone for me. I cry even as I write this. How can I describe the experience of being able to hold my Grandparents and feel their enormous love for me? All my emotions tucked away in the depth of my body came out – I wept from the bottom of my heart. I was also happy and grateful. My mask of confidence and indifference that had cost me enormous amounts of energy to maintain was gone. I was opening up for the first time in a long while – finally becoming in touch with all my despair, pain and frustration. Following this eventful day we had a lively evening in the bar.

Incredible as it may seem, all of this was topped on Friday! In the morning preparations were made to create a Medicine Wheel’. The Medicine Wheel is an old North American custom. The one we were to participate in is how the Dakota Sioux perform it. A circle is formed within which four ‘corner’ stones are placed – each a different colour and in the four direction; North, South, East and West. Please excuse me, I cannot recall the correct colour and meaning of all the stones. You enter the wheel from the East, then proceed to the centre, to the light, make a prayer to the Father, then return to your seat. All is done with reverence and respect. Under no circumstances may you cross the circle line, if this happens the circle must be repaired. John Tunbridge guided us in and Eileen Roberts led the meditation. For me and as far as I know, for everyone, it was an enormous experience. Never have I felt so close to the spirit, felt such a part of the spirit and the tremendous loving power. At a certain moment I saw the entire world. in the sun. As the name say, the purpose of the Medicine Wheel is healing. This can be for the entire world, individuals, groups or everything together, including oneself. Eileen told us everyone who was part of the wheel, would be healed at their own pace. At the end, each of us stood up and left when we felt ready. First returning to the light in the centre, thanking the Father and before exiting on the East, “for all my relations.”

We all came out on a ‘spiritual high’! We hugged one person after the other; we just couldn’t stop. This wonderful feeling remained with us throughout the day. Afterwards we met in the Fortescue Lounge for goodbyes. Following a few short speeches we hugged each other again and made ready for the trip home. Some part of me wanted to go home, another part didn’t want to go at all! The journey home was a little strange – slowly we came back to the normal world but still walking on clouds.

I would like to thank Steve, Christine and all the staff for their loving care and our wonderful stay at Cawston College. I would also like to thank Eileen, John, Jean, Jill and all the other mediums for their love, wisdom and support; Sally Barnes for her loving support and healing. Especially I want to thank the organisers of Dutch Week and all members of the group for their love, understanding and companionship. They were always there when I needed them and have helped me a lot. I know for sure I will return to Cawston. I think I am hooked and it has certainly changed my life. The process doesn’t end there!

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