I was invited to assist a famous footballer in a Mediterranean country. He and his family had been experiencing an extraordinary run of bad luck. After suffering several inexplicable injuries, his career was beginning to suffer. They suspected he was the victim of a curse, and the entire situation was affecting his well-being on every level. I asked my dear friend, and equally gifted healer, Marie, to accompany me, and together we arranged to fly to our destination.
We arrived in soaring summer heat, but we were well prepared. On the advice of the organiser of our visit, we had even packed our swimming costumes, and I am very glad we did.
I know very little about football. I rarely watch the game, although I have great admiration for the players and the resilience they demonstrate. We met the footballer, whom I will call Enrique to protect his privacy, along with his wife. They shared the history of the troubling events they had been experiencing, including unexplained disturbances in their home. We arranged to meet the following day at a local church, where I would conduct the healing session.
It proved to be an exceptionally difficult session, and it took a considerable toll on me. After a couple of hours, we all went our separate ways. Marie and I headed to the beach for lunch and a swim. The seawater was remarkably restorative and helped me recover my strength.
We met the next day at the church again. This session was less intense, but it also provided valuable insight into the underlying cause of the difficulties Enrique and his family had been facing. The Time I Almost Passed for a Celebrity
I was invited to assist a famous footballer in a Mediterranean country. He and his family had been experiencing an extraordinary run of bad luck. After suffering several inexplicable injuries, his career was beginning to suffer. They suspected he was the victim of a curse, and the entire situation was affecting his well-being on every level.
I asked my dear friend, and equally gifted healer, Marie, to accompany me, and together we arranged to fly to our destination. We arrived in soaring summer heat, but we were well prepared. On the advice of the organiser of our visit, we had even packed our swimming costumes, and I am very glad we did.
I know very little about football. I rarely watch the game, although I have great admiration for the players and the resilience they demonstrate.
We met the footballer, whom I will call Enrique to protect his privacy, along with his wife. They shared the history of the troubling events they had been experiencing, including unexplained disturbances in their home. We arranged to meet the following day at a local church, where I would conduct the healing session.
It proved to be an exceptionally difficult session, and it took a considerable toll on me. After a couple of hours, we all went our separate ways. Marie and I headed to the beach for lunch and a swim. The seawater was remarkably restorative and helped me recover my strength.
We met the next day at the church again. This session was less intense, but it also provided valuable insight into the underlying cause of the difficulties Enrique and his family had been facing. Afterwards, we were invited to their home to address the disturbances there, and we resolved those issues as well.
They were deeply grateful for our help and invited us to dinner at their home. I must say, they were a wonderfully warm and welcoming family.
The following day, Enrique invited Marie and me to wander through the city centre with him. It was quite an experience walking beside someone who was recognised almost everywhere we went. Young men and women regularly approached him to ask for photographs or autographs.
“Garo, don’t let the stardom go to your head,” Marie joked.
“Are you kidding? They’re all trying to get to me through him,” I replied, and we both laughed.
On the day of our departure, Enrique insisted on driving us to the airport. Before we left, he embraced us both warmly. We felt honoured to have made his acquaintance. Despite his celebrity status, he was a genuinely humble and gracious man. During our work together, it became apparent that several people were envious of his success and talent. One woman, in particular, had developed an unhealthy obsession with him, while her mother was using what I perceived to be simple magical practices in an attempt to manipulate the situation, hoping to draw him away from his family and closer to her daughter.
Jealousy can be an extraordinarily powerful force. Even so, I have always believed that the Light of God shines brighter than any darkness, now and forever, amen. Afterwards, we were invited to their home to address the disturbances there, and we resolved those issues as well.
They were deeply grateful for our help and invited us to dinner at their home. I must say, they were a wonderfully warm and welcoming family.
The following day, Enrique invited Marie and me to wander through the city centre with him. It was quite an experience walking beside someone who was recognised almost everywhere we went. Young men and women regularly approached him to ask for photographs or autographs.
“Garo, don’t let the stardom go to your head,” Marie joked.
“Are you kidding? They’re all trying to get to me through him,” I replied, and we both laughed.
On the day of our departure, Enrique insisted on driving us to the airport. Before we left, he embraced us both warmly. We felt honoured to have made his acquaintance. Despite his celebrity status, he was a genuinely humble and gracious man. During our work together, it became apparent that several people were envious of his success and talent. One woman, in particular, had developed an unhealthy obsession with him, while her mother was using what I perceived to be simple magical practices in an attempt to manipulate the situation, hoping to draw him away from his family and closer to her daughter.
Jealousy can be an extraordinarily powerful force. Even so, I have always believed that the Light of God shines brighter than any darkness, now and forever, amen.
