Anatomy of a Miracle

I’ve always thought of a miracle as something that happens mysteriously, and in an instant. As I am learning about and understanding the energetic world beyond what we see with our eyeballs, we can help create miracles. They can happen at any time, and so easily you wouldn’t believe it.

About 7 weeks ago, I was able to facillitate an energetic shift that had an effect here on the physical plane. By the way, this is what all this “healing” is about: shifting energy and thus changing things physical. In any case, at the time, I was tired of being used as a verbal punching bag by my mentally ill mother.

I was at my wit’s end, and called in to one of my favorite online radio shows, Ask Sara With Sara Wiseman, to do just that: to ask Sara for help. Oh yeah, if you don’t know her show, she’s psychic. I asked her why Mom’s tongue turns into Ginsu knives when she’s manic and disagrees with me. It’s no fun being sliced and diced. The first thing she saw was that Mom didn’t have an issue with me exactly, it was more of something at the energetic level between us.

It slices, it dices!

She saw that Mom had been wounded as a young girl of about 4 or 6 years old, and the next time I was going to meditate, I should go back to look at the time just before the wounding occurred. Having my homework assignment, the next morning when I was meditating, I set out to see what I could see.

In my mind, I decided to become my mother as a young girl just before she was wounded, and asked to see what happened. After sitting quietly for a few minutes, a shadowy image began to form in my mind’s eye. I could see my grandmother going off on my mom, yelling quite strongly, and scaring her. Then a phrase popped into my head- “It was not about you. You were perfect.” That phrase was the voice of the divine. It was telling my young mom that there was nothing wrong with her to cause her mother to wound her; the issue was with her mother.

In a flash I saw the very same dynamic between me and my mother. It was not about me. I was perfect, as in a perfect child of God. And in the next instant, I saw a chain of mother wounding daughter that stretched back and back in my family. Aha! A karmic chain! I knew in a moment that this karmic chain had been going on and on, and would have continued, except that I was able to see it and heal it. Well, I didn’t exactly do the healing.

As soon as I had the aha moment, I called in my healing guide Archer, Archangel Raphael (who is known for his healing abilities), and the biggie healer for me, Jesus. I asked them to please heal my heart, the heart of my mother and her mother, and to go back as far as was needed. After spending a few more quiet moments and shedding some pretty emotional tears, my work was done. The next question I had was, did it work?

I knew that it would be pretty easy to see a change, as at this time, my mother was very manic and going higher. And I had experienced Ginsu tongue fairly recently. I waited almost a week without calling Mom to check on her. And then she called me. We talked and I disagreed with her on some things, expecting to have my head ripped off. Nothing. I poked my nose into her business, waiting for it to be cut off. Nothing. I became cautiously optimistic.

About a week or so after that, Mom threw away her all of her medications. When she is very manic, she becomes delusional. When the mania ramps up further, the delusions are accompanied by paranoia. She ended up completely losing touch with reality and having to be hospitalized. But this reactive anger has not come back. The knives have been sheathed, and I’m pretty sure it’s for good. The energy was shifted and the karmic chain of mother daughter wounding in my family is healed. I’d call that a miracle.