Rang a friend and asked him what he was up to as I needed his help with something.  After contacting him I was informed that a 7 year old child – a family friend’s child was in hospital.  He told me that this young boy had a leaky heart.  This meant that his heart was not functioning properly.  I was informed that he had been unable to eat or drink anything for almost 3 weeks.  I could only imagine how tired and weak he felt.  To protect the identity of the individual and family I will call this boy Jeff.

At the hospital we found Jeff with his dad.  His father had spent the night with him, sleeping a in a second bed that had been prepared.  He did look weak but managed a smile when he saw that he had visitors.

He had been playing cards with his dad during the day and they had just been there together.  I was informed by the father upon arrival that the doctors had not given good news.  They had stated that he could be in the hospital for a long time, like 3 months.

I was with my best friend and two of his sons.  One was not happy that he had to go to the hospital.  He wanted initially to stay at another house and go swimming.

We began our visit by telling fun stories and talking about many positive things.  Breathing life into the situation.

We had not been there very long before the nurse came in and asked us to leave for a little while so that my friend could get a needle right in his bottom.

While outside I sat down and concentrated on what I could do to bring hope and comfort to this devastated family.  They did not know what the future held and the future looked bleak.  The thought I needed popped into my head and suddenly I know what to do.  I felt love and peace at that moment and I became instantly clear about what I needed to do and say.

After re-entering the room I asked Jeff how much pain he was in, giving him the numbers between 1 and 10, 10 being the most pain.

He answered 10.   I then began telling jokes and lightening the mood.  I had troy remember the time that we defeated the skeleton king  in the park several weeks earlier.  (this was only in our imagination of course).  I told him about Major Payne the movie.  Major Payne approached a man who had been injured and was screaming.  Major Payne said, “I can help you forget about that pain”.  He then grabbed the person by the hand and warned, “You may feel a little pressure”.  Major Payne then broke one of the injured man’s finger so that the finger was facing a different direction.  The injured man began to shout, “My finger, my finger”.  It seemed like the pain from his injuries were not as bad as this new pain experienced in his finger.  Major PAYNE then said, “Work every time”.  I even showed him the scene on youtube.

We all laughed about this scene and Jeff also laughed along.  After a moment I asked him “how much pain now”.  He replied 5.  I talked about how I was going to beat and tie up the doctors that hurt him with the needle.  We talked about escaping from the hospital by cutting through the window and getting a flying fox down.  I spoke about having a party in the room and getting up and dancing.  I told other jokes and stories utilising happy emotions and eventually he said his pain level was only 2.  I felt like it was time to begin a process with him that I believed would have a deep and lasting impact.

For this process I asked to touch his hand.  I looked into his eyes and talked about how he had been feeling.  He felt sad and weak. I talked about this and as I did such I touched the first knuckle on his left hand, anchoring in this sad and weak feeling.  I also told him that this knuckle represented his weak and sick heart.  I asked him how he would rather feel.  He told me that he wanted to feel happy and excited.  When he spoke he could only say one word at a time and it seemed like he did not have the energy to speak much.  So he said a word like happy, then took several breaths, then he said, and, then took another few breaths and then said excited.  (His dad informed me that he was not eating and they it had taken him most of the day to drink only half a cup of water.  His dad had stayed by his side giving him little sips of water as he could).

I told him that this happy and excited feeling represented a strong and healthy heart.

I also told Jeff that he needed some steps to get him from sad to happy and excited.  Between us we came up with the following steps which I anchored to each of the knuckles of his left hand.  They were

1/         Sad and weak.     (weak heart).

2/         Hope things get better

3/         wanting something really bad (desire)

4/         Happy and Excited.    (strong heart).

Once anchored I was able to create a kinaesthetic bridge wherein one emotion flowed to the next.  While he started off feeling sad and weak, he ended up feeling excited and happy.  This was received and his face lit up when he hit happy and excited.  I also emphasised that this also represented weak heart and he was moving toward a strong heart.

Following this I got him to say an incantation.  Remember Jeff did not have much energy.  He was feeling weak and barely was able to speak.  Something happened as he began to open his mouth.  He said in a whisper, “I have a strong and healthy heart”.  He then repeated this about 5 times.  Each time he said it he seemed to gain strength.  Each time he said it I felt that he wanted to fight and to live.  As he said it the final time his voice was loud and strong.  His eyes were focused and there was a determination in his face that was completely new.

His dad was shocked at the reaction and the power with which his weakened son had spoken.  It was as if his son was using strength that was beyond his own.  His father was also a wonderful support and told of how much positive mental attitude had made a difference in his life.  He recalled a personal experience where he got a tattoo without any alcohol or pain medication.  He did this by just commanding his body to withstand the pain and was able to lie completely still so that the tattoo could be burned onto his skin.  He said that he did not scream out in pain, and instead lay perfectly still until the tattoo was completed.  He then said that he knew that the mind was so powerful that it can beat pain and even fix the body.  He assured me that he and Jeff would begin from that moment saying the words aloud together, “I have a strong and healthy heart”.

As I left I was confident that both father and son had been lifted.  Both responded in a positive way with full confidence that the situation would improve.  There was now hope and a strong belief that things would turn around.

Before I entered there was very low energy and a feeling of doom and gloom in that hospital room.  There was an understandably tired and depressing cloud over the situation.  Having seen the transformation that took place in this room on this day was priceless.  This opportunity of breathing life into this situation and giving hope to this father and son was incredible.  To feel the energy of that room lift was wonderful to be a part of.

I have since learned several weeks later that Jeff has improved and will soon be returning home.  His father told me that they still say the words together, “I have a strong and healthy heart”.  He told me that the doctors have commented on how his heart appears to be getting stronger.  They have told him that the conditions is permanent and will limit what Jeff can do in his life.

Whilst he may have physical restraints and should be careful and conscientious concerning his health,  I believe that life will get a whole lot better for him.  Just like his father commented, “The mind is so powerful that it can beat pain and even fix the body”.  This is what I choose to believe and they tell me that jeff is coming home very soon.  I wonder if he knows something now that the Doctors do not?

How powerful is the Mind?