Miracles
By Jonette and Ruff

Spring, 1995

 

This miracle has to do with the healing of a very dear friend. Ruff is a man with a bright and beautiful soul. Ruff is also a man with AIDS.

In August, I was away on a business trip. On checking my voicemail, there was a message from Ruff. His voice sounded sorrowful and weak and sorrowful as he asked that I call him as soon as possible. I hadn’t heard from him in several weeks, so I knew it had to be serious.

I called him back from my hotel. In a breathless, hacking voice he told me that he had been in the hospital and was now home alone. He had a terrible night and didn’t think he would make it through the day.

“I’m not frightened much of death,” he said, “but I’m terrified of struggling to breathe, of gasping for those final breaths.”

This was Thursday and I wouldn’t be back in town until late Friday night. And here was my friend, scared, dying, alone. I told him I would hang up the phone and do some energy work. I promised also to be at his house on Saturday morning.

Yes, I do Reiki. I do Light Body. But could I really do anything for this friend in grave need? I felt helpless. Yet, I closed my eyes and with all the prayers I could summon, I sent healing light to Ruff. I used all my skills as a Reiki Master. I used the Light Body to radiate healing love. I took my soul high up to some of the spaces my guide “Mark” had taken us in the “Lifting the Veils” Series. The first Veil of Consciousness Mark has taken us through was the Veil of Fear. This is where I needed to go, to then connect with Ruff’s soul and lift him also to this place beyond fear. I prayed for all the Healers and Masters to be with Ruff as he chose his highest good. I didn’t know if it was making any difference at all.

Saturday morning I was at his door in Denver. This is what he shared:

“I knew you were doing something after we hung up the phone. About an hour later, I felt a surge of energy run through my body. It wasn’t physical energy, it was something different. It was as if it lifted me up out of the chair by my shoulders and propelled me to the garage! I had literally been at death’s door and now I found myself loading two fifty pound bags of cement into a wheelbarrow. I grabbed a hammer and nails, and made my way to the very back of my property where I proceeded to work until dark repairing my fence! I had barely moved for days and now I was doing difficult physical labor! This was certainly a Miracle in my book!

As a postscript to this incredible healing, a very profound and moving experience happened between us in October of that same year. Ruff came over to my house late one night to pick up something. His illness had progressed to the point where he was quite frail and weak, so any small exertion winded him. I asked if he would stay the night so I could do some Reiki healing on him and just be there to watch over him so he wouldn’t be alone. Although neither of us said anything, we both feared that this might be the end.

He gently fell asleep as I did energy work on him. Back in my own room, I slept very little, being so concerned that he might call out and I might not hear him, or that he might be too weak to call for help. I finally fell asleep only to be startled awake by a sound in my room and Ruff’s voice saying “Jonette, I need your help.”

I bolted up toward the door where I had heard Ruff speak. No one was there. Checking on him, I found he was asleep, but I couldn’t ignore that request from his Soul. I sat on my bed and prayed for Ruff, a man who finds it hard to ask for help himself.

The next morning Ruff reported that he slept well at first, and then woke up with a great deal of difficulty breathing. He said he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to get enough air and that this was it. Yet, somehow he did find a way to breathe.

What I learned is that no matter what we are doing, as we lift our awareness, we can be of service on so many levels. There are miracles possible everyday! We can never know how far reaching the effect of our healing efforts can go.

 

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