Have your intent formed prior to starting the wave

admit that I was a bit apprehensive about using the Wave of Goodness with her, I was kind of hoping for someone with a slight headache, but there she was with everyone waiting. She stood in front of me and I put my right hand on my left shoulder, and moving it out and away from me slowly waved my arm at her head until it was pointing to my right. I waved back and forth three times with my arm extended and my tongue practically glued to the roof of my mouth.

When I finished, after twenty or thirty seconds, Ursula moved her head slightly from side to side, and then lifted her chin. Down went her head and then up, little by little until she was looking at the ceiling. There was a gasp from her husband and a few other people there who knew her. Maria Sorell, my sponsor for the seminar who had known Ursula for years was staring wide eyed, tears rolled down Ursula’s eyes as she moved her head back and forth, up and down. It was rather a dramatic moment. There have been many more like that one but none quite as extraordinary.

That one was done physically, the Wave of Goodness seems to work just as well when it’s done on a mental level. The one ingredient that you need is intent. Have a good intent, feel Oneness with the person you are helping and you should find you can do things you felt were beyond you before you tried. To feel Oneness with someone see only the positives in them, only the good. Do not judge or critique them. See the individual as a human being, neither above, nor below you, and find the power you have had all the time that was perhaps dormant until now.

I recall a seminar in Switzerland; Montreux at the far end of Lake Geneva, one of my favorite places in the world. I was training hypnotists in the art of spiritual hypnosis, sort of a kissing cousin to meditation. I had just come back from a long walk on the seemingly endless promenade along the lakeside. My sponsor, Marietta Kovacs, a professor of law at the university was waiting for me at the entrance to the meeting room of the hotel. I apolo-gized for being tardy but the walk was so beautiful it was almost like a stroll-ing meditation and I had lost all conception of time.

The students were busily engaged practicing putting one another into trance but one of them was having a problem; as usual it was Enid who never seemed to fully get into it. Enid had more than a few major problems. They all seemed to point to her childhood in Berlin. I had been thinking about Enid during my walk as nothing seemed to have helped her thus far. I had regressed her, taken her to a past life, used eye movement therapy, Reiki, and even a bit

of old fashioned hands on healing all to no avail.

Enid’s problems stemmed from the time when she was five years old in 1945 when Berlin was being bombed around the clock. The British bombed in the daytime and the Americans bombed at night, non stop. Enid lived, along with many other Berliners, underground, in a subway with her mother.

Cramped, frightened, in varying stages of fear and panic along with hunger and thirst, the experience had stayed with her for more than sixty years. She was never seen with a smile and was filled with physical complaints as well as more than a few mental ones. She wore a cap to prevent her seeing the ceiling as she was fearful of it falling down on her. Enid, was a mess. Her friend, Baroness von Herinberg, brought her to the class after asking me if we could help. I felt Enid would prove to be a good subject to teach the students different types of hypnotherapy. Enid was willing but nothing seemed to be helping. She also wanted to learn the art of hypnosis and I allowed her to join in with the others. She felt more like belonging when she helped others with her new developing ablities.

During my walk along the lake I had a sudden idea. It was simple and brief; hopefully, I thought, something may come of it. This was after all a class in spiritual hypnosis, I would take Enid to the spiritual dimension and allow her to heal herself. But I would do it through meditation, not hypnosis.

Perhaps ki rei, the energy of the spirit itself would do it.

And so once again the class quieted down and Enid sat on a chair in front of the class. Her cap was pulled down over her forehead as usual and she looked around the room with the sides of her mouth turned down, as usual. I helped her get into a deep state of meditation. Deepening the medita-tion to get her still further relaxed I asked. “Are you comfortable?” She nod-ded.

“Enid, I’m going to take you to the spiritual dimension at this time.

Will you allow me to do that?”

She nodded in affirmation that it was all right.

I then told her that I would take her to the spiritual dimension and leave her there as long as she wished to stay. She could bring herself out at any time simple by squeezing her eyelids together and opening her eyes. She nodded. I counted from one to three and told her she was now in the dimen-sion of the spirit. “Know that you are there.” I said. She nodded.

After a few moments I asked, “Enid what do you see, what do you sense?”

“Bright,” was her response. “Bright, white light. Bright,” she repeated again and again. She was quiet. Time went by as Enid sat quietly. No one said a word, no one coughed, and all were fascinated by the look on Enid’s face which seemed to brighten more and more with the passage of time. It seemed like an hour but had only been three or four minutes when a slight smile played on Enid’s face. There was a gasp from the Baroness who later reported she had never seen Enid smile.

More time went by until finally with a massive sigh, Enid’s eyes opened. She looked around the room as though seeing it for the first time, smiled at the group, took off her cap and threw it into a corner with a flourish.

Then, with tears in her eyes told the group what had happened.

“I was just immersed in light. Bright, brighter than bright light. It was so peaceful, it was the most peaceful I had ever been. Surrounded by that light I was just so at peace I wanted to stay there forever. And then suddenly I was back here. I felt a loss in a way but then when I looked around at all of you there was a little bit of that peaceful feeling still with me. Now just feel good, content.”

The next day the class couldn’t wait for Enid to show up. She came in with a big smile and everyone agreed, the old Enid had disappeared to be replaced by a friendly, sociable woman who was so pleasant she made the group happy just to be near her. It was as if a miracle had happened.

After that day in Montreux I used the spiritual dimension many times.

None, I must say, quite as dramatic as that afternoon by the lake, but always satisfying to some degree.

The innate power of the mind only has boundaries that we ourselves impose. Remove the boundaries, and you also remove the bonds that cause the problems. The human mind is capable of virtually anything; hopefully this work will stimulate that realization and carry you forward to a new level of enlightenment and self realization.

There is a wonderful and wonder filled future waiting. Welcome it with open arms a wave of goodness and the expectation of better and better experiences.