Bokpe / Mueller / Müller amazinGRACE

Miraculous Healing Alchemy
1. Auflage 2017
ISBN: 978-3-943099-09-6
Verlag: SAN ESPRIT
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 0 - No protection

E-Book, Englisch, 220 Seiten

A down-to-earth businesswoman, journalist, and mother of two: Annette Bokpe spends her days running a successful practice as a business advisor. On a whim, she calls an old friend she had lost touch with. The call changes everything. Unexpectedly, she becomes a student at ÉCOLE SAN ESPRIT®, Annette Mueller's school for energy healing. As a natural investigator, she is skeptical about the validity of Annette's work and searches relentlessly for trickery or ?aws along the way.

In amazinGRACE® – Miraculous Healing Alchemy, Bokpe recalls the ups and downs of her two-year journey to become a successful energy healer and the amazing experiences and insights she gains along the way. And at the close of each chapter, Mueller, the founder of amazinGRACE® steps in to embellish Bokpe's experience with some of her own memories. amazinGRACE® – Miraculous Healing Alchemy offers the reader an invaluable understanding of lessons that are among the most precious secrets of mankind. amazinGRACE® – Miraculous Healing Alchemy makes magic and miracles come to life.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Bokpe, Annette

Mueller, Annette

Müller, Annette

Weitere Mitwirkende

Behnisch, Markus

Mueller, Annette

Almond, Devin

Leseproben

1. A phone call with consequences
In search of an address, one day I stumbled upon the telephone number of an old acquaintance. Annette Müller was a successful management assistant for publishing who also ran a mail-order business for special gift items. I called her spontaneously.   “Hello SAN ESPRIT!” I heard a familiar voice say on the other end of the line.   It was indeed Annette who answered. After a brief chat, I asked about her business life and what else she had going on. “I've become a healer and I run a hospital for energy healing in Bavaria. It's called SAN ESPRIT,” she told me. What? Obviously she had lost her mind! A healer? I couldn't believe it. What on Earth had happened to her over the last few years?   “I bet you didn't expect that, did you?” said Annette, breaking the silence. Without giving me a chance to respond, she told me she had achieved great results healing people and how she now ran a school for energy healing. At that point I was ready to hang up the phone and put an end to this ridiculous exchange.   “That's really interesting.” I said politely. “What made you get involved with that?”   “Oh it's a long story. I'll tell you when we have more time.” She replied. “You can't imagine how wonderful it feels to free people from pain and suffering.”   I certainly could not imagine that! The idea that Annette might be able to do was beyond my imagination. How could it be possible that a fairly average woman with no medical education could heal the sick? What did energy healing really mean anyway? Hearing the phrase energy healer made me think of manipulation and deception. At best, some people might be experiencing a placebo effect, but actual healing? No. That was impossible! When Annette asked if I would like to join the training program, I nearly laughed out loud. Me, a healer? It was amusing but no, I would definitely not be doing that.   Wanting to avoid a longer discussion, I said, “You know, this is all a bit much for me right now. I'll need some time to think about it.”   “Ok. Meanwhile do take a look at my website, www.san-esprit.com.” Annette suggested.   “Yes I'll do that.” I told her and found an excuse to end the conversation. I wished her well, great success and promised to be in touch again soon, although that was a promise I had no intention of keeping.   A few minutes later I was sitting at my desk. For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about the phone call. I decided to tell my kids about it as no doubt, they would have a good laugh about it too, especially Ina who wanted to pursue a medical career.   “You're not going to believe this!” I said on entering her room.   “Not now, Mum. I'm studying for a math test tomorrow.” Ina said, pushing me away. My other daughter Anna, whose finals were coming up, was also too busy to talk.   I went into the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea. I stared at the illuminated windows across the road. I couldn't understand how Annette could have changed so much. What had happened to make her consider getting into energy healing of all things? To be honest, I didn't even know what energy healing was.   I got out my laptop, walked into the living room and curled up on the couch. First I took a look at the SAN ESPRIT website. After that, I googled spiritual healing, energy healing and anything else related to the subject. Without noticing the time, I spent hours reading and was amazed to see how much there was on the net. Surprisingly there were even statements by scientists on energy healing. But most of what I read, I labeled as crap.   Certainly, none of it fitted my worldview. I was far too busy dealing with the realities of big business and advising people who had fallen through the cracks during corporate reorganisations. In other words, I took care of real problems in the real world.   Eventually I stumbled upon a piece about a woman whose shingles had disappeared soon after treatment from an energy healer. This triggered an old memory. I remembered how in the past I too had experienced the pain of shingles. That made me think of what I had found online about auras, vibrations, spiritual healing and chakras. Was all of that nonsense? Of course!   I gazed at a photo on a little cupboard across the room. It was me aged twenty-five, playing the character Sophie in Intrigue and Love. I remembered how shingles struck me down during rehearsals. After giving me a sick note, the doctor told me to take a long break and be patient. That was the last thing I wanted to hear. I couldn't possibly take a break so close to our first performance!   I was looking for a fast solution and a colleague suggested I see an old lady who would blow away my shingles. It sounded crazy but at that moment I was willing to try anything. The old lady's treatment turned out to be really peculiar. She made the sign of the cross over the painful areas, mumbled words I couldn't understand and then blew on my skin. At the end of the session she handed me a package of potato flour to spread on my spots.   Before I left, she told me to put a donation on the counter but not to say good-bye or glance back. It all seemed absurd. I thought it was utter foolishness but, after three of these treatments, I was better. When I told my parents about this experience neither of them was surprised. They knew of phenomena such as this from their own childhood. In both their villages, there had been someone you called when conventional medicine was unable to help. These people used rituals, prayers, magic and local herbs.   I sipped my tea remembering the tough times in West Berlin where my African husband and I first started a tourist company. During our many travels in Africa, the sick were often put into a trance. They would stop speaking and their wounds would heal as if by magic. For me, it was hard to believe this was due to either healing powers or magic. I preferred to think there was a logical explanation for the crazy things I witnessed.   In Benin, my husband's homeland, nobody doubted that supernatural powers and miracle healings were real. Okay, I thought, even if such phenomenal healings really did occur, then only a few people could perform them.   In Africa, those people were old and wise. They could bring about inexplicable things through skillful manipulation, profound insight into human nature and the help of plants whose healing properties were unknown to others. Even if one assumed that a higher power was at play, it would not be accessible to everyone.   Here I had a pretty average German woman telling me that she was an energy healer and that anyone could learn to do it from her! I shook my head in disbelief.   I returned to the SAN ESPRIT website again and again. In their online journal I read reports from people who had been treated by Annette and her team of healers. A case of scoliosis had disappeared swiftly, legs of different lengths became even and people with cancer were helped too. Of course, from a scientific point of view it was all quite impossible. Was there truth in any of these stories or do people just believe so deeply that they do indeed experience healing?   Or could something exist between Heaven and Earth that cannot be proved by the methods currently available to us? After all, at one time people believed the earth was flat. Yet the man who first said that the world was round was laughed at, ridiculed and thought crazy for decades. Today? Today everyone knows the earth is round and laughs at those who once disbelieved.   I glanced at my watch. It was already half past three in the morning. Exhausted, I shut my laptop. Lying in bed, my thoughts went round and round in circles. How much longer was I to reflect on such things, I asked myself?   I decided to forget about it for now and to engage with what was really important. Thinking about everything I had to do the next day, I fell asleep.     Annette Müller:   People have no idea how great they are. They have no idea what wonderful powers lie dormant inside them. So many books and teachings keep telling us that. I meet many people who believe this, in theory, but only a very few seem able to apply it. There's a widespread intellectual conviction of this truth but it's not lived or experienced by many. I know only a handful of people whose lives are really an example to others, an example of greatness, and a role model of true personhood.   The astonishment in the room is palpable when we lay our hands on people in our healing centers and healing takes place after a few sessions or sometimes only one. You can almost touch it.   What others theorise over, genuine healers deliver and live for real. Whoever has decided to take that first life-changing step to walk this path of constant miracles and wonders, as Annette describes in this book, will...