If only I could do it everyday.
And I know you wish you could,
as well.
It is an ability that our ancestors
coveted as much as you and I.
They created the legend of Aladdin
as legacy of this deep-rooted
desire.
And we play with our children, saying to them
such phrases as "Abra Cadabra" and "Open
Sesame" . . . our secret desire for this type
of power so silenced by our adult minds, we
don't realize we may have imprisoned our own
spirits.
And yet, at different times of our lives,
we glimpse the possibility of the magic we
yearn for, and for just an instance, the sky
opens up and the light of the true Creator
sparkles in our eyes.
When was the last time you witnessed a miracle, my friend?
And even more importantly, when was the last time "you" created one?
And taking it even a step further, "how" did you create it?
And now, one step further than that, could you create it "again" at will?
Please share your most extraordinary experiences on this subject in the comments box at the bottom of this article.
In a few days, I will share with you one of my own most inspiring miracles.
It's something that defies medical science.
Something that defies physical law.
It's something that changed my childhood.
And it's something that threw off the chains of an affliction and released a wave of self-empowerment that is still rolling in, even as these words come forth.
And now it's something I'd like to share and explore with you, my friend, and all our brother and sister Wealthy Souls, so we can expand our experiences and make miracles something to practice, rather than something to dream of.
It starts by all of us collecting our miracles together. Then we put them in a big pot (we'll call a "blog").
We add a touch of belief, a pinch of wonder, a smidgeon of intention, and a spoonful of know-how. . .. . . then we close our eyes, state our desires, and then wait in a state of joyful expectation.
But, Step One first.
Start by sharing any tiny (or big!) "miracle" you have created or experienced in the Comments Box at the bottom of this page.
Let's begin 2007 by making such miracles a reality.
Create the reality nowby sharing your miracle below.
You're totally self-contained with this one, my friend.
The benefit is immediate to you in the space you open to seed new miracles.
Totally self-empowered.
Turn on your motor.
Bring it on.
Get rollin'.
Bring on the wave.
Bring on your miracle.
Share it with the world.
Feel its power.
Allow it to expand.
Take the invitation.
Enter the fold.
The Universe and God awaits you.
Not later.
Right now! -
A big hug and a magic rug!
Michael
*** Now kindly share your miracle below -
Birth of my son Charlie
Posted by: Gareth | January 17, 2007 at 07:46 AM
My daughter, Stefani, who was born 2 pounds and dropped to 1.9 lbs before gaining weight. My husband's steadfast "knowing" that she would be fine with no problems although the babies around us in the NI were being strapped by problems right and left. And Stefani now an 11-year-old miracle who lights the world with her presence and who no one would ever guess had a bumpy start to life. As the saying goes, "All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen!" Truer words have never been spoken!
Posted by: Stacy Wilhelm | January 17, 2007 at 07:58 AM
I have been having strange 'block or circulation' problem & associated pain for a long time (30 yrs). In 2000, it got worse & I had to desparately find a way out. I met a friend who was staying next door but was not aware of the problem.
He asked me to tell my problem to Sai Baba (Idol) in his ears. His wife instantly heard a voice that my problem is gone. I got up next morning to realise that the block was removed.
It was a unique experience of my life.
Posted by: Girish Telang | January 17, 2007 at 08:15 AM
When I was a young mother on welfare with three children I had a table that was falling apart, and no drapes on the windows. I prayed for both, and the next day the drapes came - the exact size and color to fit the window and match the carpet! Two days later a new table with 4 chairs - exactly one for each of us. God said it, I believed it and that's good enough for me.
Posted by: Rose | January 17, 2007 at 08:32 AM
I have created many small miracles..or so they appeared at the time. in retrospect having now read many texts on metaphysics and the law of attraction i understand in an an elemanetary sort of way that it was not a random blessing but one to which i definitely contributed, by my state of mind.
my biggest miracle so fa is the birth of my daughter, and her uncanny ability to remember many things from her baby days!
Posted by: Z khan | January 17, 2007 at 08:32 AM
I had more then a few but one come up tp my mind now is, one noght I was at a friend stayin till next morning. This friend was call to work overnight. I was sitting at a kitchen table writting in my journal and I had ask God to show me if someone was listening over there and to show me if there is anyone with me like (an angel) or something cause I was going to a struggle. I kept on writting and suddenly I had drop like a ***clear water tear*** fell on my left arm. I look at it and I think where is that come from I look up to the seeling and there was no seeling leak. And wright away I felt comfort and peace within and I then I start to have tear of joy and surprise just like when I was a litle girl. So with all my experience I do beleive but as a good human been still have my days of doubt but now I do beleive.
Excuse my french writting Hope you did understand the meaning of my message.
****Have a GOD day****
Posted by: Life is magik | January 17, 2007 at 08:34 AM
TO some this may not be a miracle but to me this is just what miracles are: doing something you never dreamed possible or that are out of the ordinary. Jan.4th my father in law passed away, my father is a minister and was suppose to do the service. He got sick and because of his sickness in the pass, I had been filling in for him at our church(this is another miracle to me). I felt so compeled to do the service, and as I stood there that day I truly knew I was a miracle in the making. I was doing the impossible in my eyes yet it is possible through God's eyes. God has truly been amazing me in finding out why we as children of God are not doing the impossible things that God said are possible and who say they believe but yet they are living below their potential.
Posted by: Sherry Baird | January 17, 2007 at 08:39 AM
Before Thanksgiving 2006, my father went into the hospital to have double knee replacement surgery. All was successful until he got home. Two weeks into his recovery, he had a heart attack with life flight assisting his returning to the hospital. He had to have quadruple by-pass surgery, but that was not all. The surgery went well, but now he had a blockage and could not eliminate. The doctors had to go in and do exploratory surgery. My son who is 18 and a beautiful christian had his men's group pray over a healing cloth. I took it to the hospital the morning of this last surgery to save his life. The blockage had to be dealt with. My family prayed over my dad while he laid in his hospital bed barely conscious. The surgery took 1 1/2 hours. They found no blockage. We all considered this to be the end because they found nothing. All was lost, until I called my son and told him of the bad news. My son said "Mom, let me leave you with this......maybe he's healed". From thay moment we all had hope again and my dad started miraculously getting better and better. He is now at home and is alive and still getting better. This was truly a miracle.
Posted by: | January 17, 2007 at 08:41 AM
I remember when I was only 7 years old. I lived in Tuxpan, Veracruz Mexico. My mom had made plans that my older sister and I leave with my Uncle on my Dads side to go live with my Grandma on my Mom's side. So that we could slowly make the transition to move to the United States since I was a United States citizen and she wanted me to grow up in my country. I vividly remember that I came down with some illness the weekend that my uncle was to come back to the states and my sister and I were to come with him to my Grandma's house to live there. I was so looking forward to come to my Grandma's house because my goal was to live in the states. The illness I came down with I cannot tell you what its called, but its symptoms were fever and a ball on the side of my throat. My mom went to visit my Grandparents on my dads side who live 30 minutes away and left me with this. If you don't get better today I will not send you ill with your uncle. My desire was so strong to go with my uncle and having being raised in a Christian home I prayed to Jesus to heal me like he healed many people in the bible and I pictured myself in the biblical times and Jesus healing me. When my mother returned 2 hours later she was amazed at all symptoms that were now gone. Needless to say that night my sister and I were on our way to my Grandma's house. To this day my mother and I talk about it and give thanks for the miracle that we witnessed. I know that there is still more miracles that I am overlooking in my life but that is one that is at the top of my list.
Posted by: oscar | January 17, 2007 at 08:42 AM
We found out that our son has Myasthenia Gravis(a very rare Neurological condition). I will start by stating that our son is fine now. He is in what they call permenant remission. That in itself is a miracle, but not the one I will refer to. I won't go into all the details of how we found out, but it was quite an ordeal.
When we first found out about his condition, we had no idea what his condition was. Of course, there was much anxiety around what would happen to him. We read up about the condition. Coincidentally, the doctor who wrote all the articles was our son's doctor.
Certainly, the miracle of his recovery from this condition is much bigger than the fact that probably the best doctor in the nation was his doctor. The reason for my post is that I am looking to celebrate all the little miracles in my/our lives. I worried about who would be taking care of him. My time would have been much better spent putting it out there, who might be someone who could best take care of our son.
Posted by: chuck calhoun | January 17, 2007 at 09:15 AM
Receiving Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior has change my life. Leading others to Christ brings me great joy. The blessing of eternal life is a Free gift from God. God is able to keep us in perfect peace when we trust him.
Posted by: Dr. Randy Gibson | January 17, 2007 at 09:22 AM
It is just amazing that I have been asking for a miracle to find a way for a miracle to come to my dog Banditta. Bandiita is having problem getting around. Her back legs have been giving out lately. I had taken her to the vet and then the neurologist. After exrays, cat scans and other test they can see some possible problems but nothing that seems that obvious to be the problem. After a rough day yesterday I was very concerned. I started listening to a audio program with Dr Robert Anthony, he was speaking about how we create our reality and how quantum physics, using our thoughts and feeling actually create our reality. I then asked Jesus if this was true and what came to me was, Yes. It was kinda strange 'cause the answer was fast and clear. I got inspired to find a few books to read on healing. I found an old email with information on "Dream Healer" by Adam. Found it at the local book store and before leaving and paying for it something told me to look a little closer, I found out that Adam has another book that goes into more detail on the process. Anyway the book I ended up with was "The Secret Lost Mode of Prayer" which teaches us to feel our prayers as if what we want had already happened. Banditta is already feeling better, and her leg seem a little stronger today. I believe I am in the awakening of a miracles and the beautiful unconditional conscousness of love, Banditta will be full cured. Thy will be Done!
Bless us all
Doug
Posted by: Doug | January 17, 2007 at 09:23 AM
My mother(age 58)divorced in 1972 after 34 years in a horrible marriage. My father was extremely verbally and emotionally abusive. She continued to teach and was socially involved with lots of friends, but no dates. She seemed okay about everything, so I didn't think much about it other than relief that she was finally free from the hell she'd been living in.
Then sometime in early 1989, I was driving to Wichita from the small Kansas town I was living in. A song came on the radio, "Waiting For a Girl Like You" by Foreigner, I think. Something compelled me to pray for my mother to find a love like the haunting words of that song. I believe that God through the Holy Spirit touched my heart on that particular day to pray that prayer about my mother. A few weeks later, a widower who had been married to one of mama's friends asked her to lunch after church. That was the beginning of a 10 year relationship that lasted until she died on October 28, 1999. She found true love at age 75! I will never forget those feelings of longing for her to experience true love and I believe it was the pureness of the wish that God honored it by bringing this man into her life.
Posted by: Susie | January 17, 2007 at 09:41 AM
I find it remarkable that I managed to live through a childhood of intense abuse.I consider it a miracle that I was able to uncover memories that extend back to my infancy. I am deeply greatfull to God that I was able to give to Him all the justified rage and hatred of my abusers.I now live in beautiful peace.
Posted by: Wanda Riggle | January 17, 2007 at 09:53 AM
I regard it as a miracle that I am finally "Awakening" after having lived in a slumber for so long. I believe I am getting back to the person who I have lost since childhood. One more miracle I need to see happening, and that is to clearly see what I was put on this earth for to do. Sparks are flying, but the fire has not yet been stoked. Please pray with me. Thank you.
Hans de Groot
Posted by: Hans de Groot | January 17, 2007 at 10:11 AM
Hi,
years ago I set out to go on a journey one Sunday afternoon but after travelling for about ten miles I realised that I was going in a completely different direction and heading towards a monastery. I kept going and bought a bible that same day, one of the size that I needed. For me this was a miraculous event as I had set out to go elsewhere and I believe God directed me differently, along His path. I would never say that I created a miracle as only God can do that but I don't think that I've been used as a vehicle by Him to create one. I just try to live my life as closely aligned to His plans for me as it is possible to be. I have known people who were cured of bad illnesses through the power of prayer, or by a miracle, however you wish to describe the experience.
Posted by: Tim Maher | January 17, 2007 at 10:15 AM
My daughter died in 1986 of leukemia. She was 14 years old. Before she died I asked her if she could, would she come back as blue birds and nest in my blue bird box. She said she would if she could, but what if I can't she asked. Thats OK if you can't I said, maybe I shouldn't have asked...
That winter after she died, I looked out of my window and there must have been at leest a hundred blue birds, flitting around, landing on, and looking from the maple tree. It was a spectacular sight. On the one year anniversay of her death, for the first time ever,I saw a pair of blue birds at my box andI have had blue birds nest in my box ever since. There is no doubt in my mind that this is a mairacle!
Posted by: helen | January 17, 2007 at 10:18 AM
Do you know, I guess I don't have much to say. This past two years I have learnt to forgive myself and to reach a modicum of peace. I have learnt who my Guide is. I have had visions and discovered the sheer joy of not merely believing but knowing with every part of me where I come from and where I am going. I have discovered that I am capable of great love and in turn am loveable. I am incredibly blessed and spend as much time as possible in gratitude. In conclusion I am just an ordinary woman who has so much to be grateful for that my heart is full.
Posted by: marilyn | January 17, 2007 at 10:21 AM
The last miracle I had was about four years ago when the bank called me and said that they would re-possess my car. Well when I went to see the bank's manager he simply told me that he has changed his mind and he will help to consolidate my debts so that I can pay a lower rate per month.I am through paying this car now and I now know a new one is on it's way.
I thank you God!
Posted by: Gregory | January 17, 2007 at 10:24 AM
I believe all children are miracles, but my youngest son, William, truly is. I had lost 9 babies over the course of time (miscarriages), but had a son and a daughter when I found out I was pregnant again. I lost the baby about four and a half months into the pregnancy, though, and had a D&C (the doctor never did an ultrasound first, or he would have seen another fetus still in there). As time went on (and my clothes were feeling tighter!), I started to feel kicking but thought I was having a 'psychological pregnancy' or something. But no, I then found out I was still pregnant, and had William, who somehow survived the D&C, a few months later!
I now need another miracle - to bring my husband back into my life again. I love him more than anything, but he's going through a 'mid-life' something or other and has left.
Posted by: Catherine Brown | January 17, 2007 at 10:31 AM
What an interesting discussion, Dr. Michael! I am going to contribute not a life and death struggle or a healing story but a story to show that miracles happen even in the mundane.
Many years ago, I was driving a journey of some 800 miles, in a fully loaded pick-up truck, with my young son and daughter (infant and 5 years respectively). At some point I realized my husband had not put money into my bank account and I didn't know if I had enough for gas to get all the way home. It was 1 in the morning and I stopped at a gas station two hours drive from my destination, scrounged all the change I could find in the vehicle and my pockets, and bought a few dollars worth of gas. I looked at the gas gauge as I pulled back onto the highway and my heart sank as I realized I only had enough gas to get about 1/3 of the way. I kept driving, hoping to get as close as I could and then in the morning I would seek help. I worried about myself and the children getting cold overnight (I am writing from Canada although thankfully it was not winter). I debated walking to the nearest house for help but they were few and far between on the prairies and I couldn't leave the children alone in the car nor carry both of them. They were sleeping peacefully. After mulling over all my options, I prayed earnestly and unceasingly for the gas to get me as close to my destination as possible. Everytime I passed a signpost, I thanked God that we had come that far. And yes, I was exceedingly grateful every mile that we covered but I also had some disbelief mixed with joy as we went further and further down the road, well past the point where I knew from past experience, the truck should have run out of gas. Yes, we did make all the way to the elderly relative where we were to spend the night (she didn't drive so couldn't possibly have come to rescue us if we had stopped even a few miles away). The gas was like the oil in the temple lamps in the Bible; it kept burning for as long it needed to burn. And I know beyond a shadow of a doubt I drove some 100 miles longer than I normally would have been able to on that tank of gas. Miracles do happen and I have never forgotten it.
Posted by: Helena | January 17, 2007 at 10:36 AM
My miracle is actually a shared miracle. The miracle of how my husband & I actually met. I was just graduating from high school and had a job at the local Hardee's restaurant. My husband was 4 years older and lived in a town 45 miles away. He had gone off to college 15+ hours away in another state when he graduated from high school. The fall of 1983 he became extremely ill at college and when he came home for Thanksgiving ended up hospitalized with a very severe strep infection. Needless to say he did not return to college that year but remained at his family's home and recovered and got a job.
My husband really liked Hardee's Hot Ham & Cheese sandwiches so he, his brothers, and their friends would come to Hardee's to eat whenever they were in Glendive. The first time my husband saw me God told him "there is your wife". So he asked a mutual friend if i had a boyfriend. She told him no, that I had been dating someone from the Junior College in our town but he had recently gone back home to Washington state. So my husband asked me out. It was over 2 weeks before we could actually plan a date because I worked the closing shift 5 nights a week. I remember on our first date thinking "either he is going to be around 'forever' or he is NEVER going to come eat at Hardee's again"!
Well that was June 1984 and 22 1/2 years and 4 great kids later.......it is obvious that he is going to be around 'FOREVER'. How do I know that?!? We are "soul mates" that is how.
Posted by: KCELESTE | January 17, 2007 at 10:44 AM
Life is a miracle, friends that stick by your side. I'm blessed to wake up each day and realize that by 'changing my attitude of graditue' ... what I think about I bring about ... The power of positive thinking has been my miracle for 2007.
Posted by: Lauri | January 17, 2007 at 10:48 AM
The more I give the more I get back. What comes round goes round.
Being told about 'Conversations with God by Neale Donald Walsch.
Now that's true miracle reading
Posted by: Sally Fullford | January 17, 2007 at 11:08 AM
I was sitting writing affirmations and dealing at the same time with tremendous anger with my deceased father because of his sexual and emotional abuse, so I was pingponging between positive affirmations about myself and furious anger that God gave me such a father, when i suddenly heard a voice say, "your voice connects me with my soul". I knew this was an answer for a few things - he had a great deal of trouble being connected with his soul because of abuse he went through and because of my mother's death when I was 4, leaving him with three little girls all under the age of 5. My voice was both wonderful and difficult for him because of this. And I recalled that of all my sisters, I was the only one who went round the house singing all the time. And this is now giving me a sense of wanting and needing to use my voice now for my own pleasure and the pleasure of others. That voice I heard has turned things around for me
Posted by: shoshana | January 17, 2007 at 11:08 AM
Dr. Norwood, every morning that I wake up is a miracle! I am 75 years of age and was born with an atrial septal defect(heart). I had two episodes of CHF before I was twelve and went through nursing school with it, but had my first open heart surgery the year I graduated.(1957) Had a second open heart in 1978, and a pacemaker put in that same year. I survived brain surgery in 1997(just too stubborn to give up, I guess.) Anyway, I'm still here and going strong, a living miracle. Thanks for reading this. Truly yours, Patricia Leonaitis
Posted by: Patricia Leonaitis | January 17, 2007 at 11:09 AM
I Manifeted an internet marketing/ Prosperity Conciousness Apprenticeship and It Is Great!
Posted by: John-Aaron Baumann | January 17, 2007 at 11:27 AM
This is a very empowering comment stream! Lovely to hear the good things all around us.
I had a pretty lousy fall. In the course of 2 weeks, my parents moved from my childhood home, my beloved cat died, I lost the baby I was carrying, and the man I loved left me suddenly and without warning for another woman. I was devastated. The miscarriage left behind a terrible infection. I spent weeks in bed and barely coping with life.
In the midst of all this horror, it was feared that an old liver problem I'd experienced would re-emerge. But the tests came back - not only was I not sick, but I was in complete remission from the problem. My liver function was above normal!
It was a simple, small thing, but it still gives me reason to hope as I struggle to understand my place in the world.
Posted by: glo | January 17, 2007 at 11:36 AM
Everyone has the God within them. We all need to look at each other and treat each other through God's eyes, which is in our hearts. The world would be in a much better place. All it requires is a few moments of your time each day to hold a prayer in your heart, a talk with God, or a positive thought for the day. All God requires us to do is put him first in all we do.
Love is the greatest gift we can give to each other. Love is a miracle. Love can perform magic. Love the people you come in contact with each day. Even when you are angry - turn it around to love. Think about about how angry you get. Take that depth of that anger and turn it around to love. You will then be over-pouring with love. LOVE ---Nancy
Posted by: Nancy Griffin | January 17, 2007 at 11:52 AM
Hi
Just last year i was miraclously healed by God.A sickness which has been with me for more than twenty years just disappeared from my body. I have never felt such peace in my soul and body till that time. I give God all the glory. Join me in praising God. Amen.
Posted by: philo | January 17, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Due to complications of a connective tissue disease, without warning I'd been struck blind. Doctors tried treatment after treatment, in a race to stop the damage to my eyes before it was too late. After each daily examination, the cornea specialist would hold his hand in front of my face and ask how many fingers I could see. Hope dwindled, as day after day I replied, "none."
As I lay awake in the lonely darkness, I prayed harder than I'd ever prayed before. The last several weeks, I had been living in the middle of my most dreaded nightmare. I felt alone, frustrated, sad, and afraid. All my plans and dreams for the future were hanging by a thin thread that could break at any moment.
The searing pain stabbed at my eyes. It felt as if fire were consuming them. But it wasn't pain that caused my sleeplessness. Worse than the excruciating physical torment was the terrifying darkness and the agonizing over the "what if's."
What if I accidentally pulled the protective coverings off in my sleep and rubbed my eyes against the pillow? The doctor had warned me to avoid even a slight touch to my inflamed corneas.
What if I would never regain my sight? What if I couldn't take care of myself? What if I couldn't drive my car and be independent anymore? What if I would never enjoy reading a book, watching a sunset, or – worst of all – gazing into the eyes of my beautiful grandbaby?
During the long, sleepless nights, I fumed in disbelief, "Why is this happening? I CAN'T be permanently blinded!" In despair, I cried silently in my heart, questioning God. But I had to hold back the tears because crying irritated my eyes more.
You can understand my reaction when the surgeon announced that he needed to cut my cornea, lift it, and clean under it. I told him, "I'd rather have my legs amputated!"
They say courage is fear that's said its prayers. I learned that truth by experience. I knew there were many people praying for me. I too prayed fervently. I begged God, not only for healing of my eyes, but for strength to endure whatever happened. I had to put my trust in Him, because He was in control and He was the only one who could help me.
While lying awake one night, I clicked on the TV. An all-night station played gentle music as a man read soothing Bible passages. It comforted and calmed me, so I began looking forward to listening every night. I was awake anyway, and it helped the hours pass more quickly.
Like a fountain of fresh water, God's Word, combined with the soothing music, rinsed away my anxiety and worries and replaced them with peace. I was reminded of the words of Jesus: "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you . . . Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." (John 14:27) At last, I was able to say, "Whatever you want, God."
I gave my fears to God and determined to believe in His love for me. I knew He would keep His hand on me, no matter what happened. And I knew He wanted only what was best for me, so why should I fear? If He chose to heal me, I would be unspeakably grateful. If He chose not to, I would remember that He had a reason for that, too. No matter what, with His help, I could go on with my life and use it for Him.
The surgery went well; in time my eyes healed, and my world grew brighter. The pain subsided, and the blackness gradually became a white fog. It was a long road to recovery, but I defied all odds. Slowly the fog grew clearer. After the ordeal, my doctor confided that he hadn't believed I would ever see again. He told me it was a miracle, but I already knew that.
Actually, God gave me two miracles. He healed my eyes, restoring my sight when doctors believed it was hopeless. And, like a plant bursting forth from a dead seed, faith, hope, and trust had blossomed from my fear. Perhaps that was an even greater miracle.
Posted by: Marsha Jordan | January 17, 2007 at 12:04 PM
My miracle is one of healing of a friend. To convey the depth of this miracle, I must view back about 12 years. For reasons too complex to set out here, I was passing through a phase in which EVERYTHING was changing! I had found, initially from circumstances of very strong personal NEED, the quality effects of a particular complementary therapy. I found it so positive and effective that I started a course to qualify in this therapy. During this time, I met another therapist, and we set up an "exchange treatment" for each other once every few weeks, to mutual advantage and at no cost.
During my first treatment of this colleague, she told me (with very wide experience to back up her capacity to "feel" this, that I had more healing energy streaming out of my hands than she had ever come across with ANYONE, EVER before.
I didn't know what to do with that piece of information, but stowed it away, for future reference.
Two years later, in a completely different context, I accidentally discovered that a good friend, at whose home I had called just in passing, unexpectedly, had just set about trying to commit suicide.
I took appropriate action, and, soon, she was being received in the Accident and Emergency Dept in the local hospital. The evidence of a massive overdose was very real.
I was told that she probably had about 30 - 40 minutes to live. And, at the same time, the Universe reminded me of that statement about healing energy coming out of my hands. I declared a determination to do "hands-on-healing" for this woman, and, after attempts to discourage me, the professionals in the Department allowed it.
My "knowledge" of what to do didn't come from experience; it was "given" to me as I acted upon my determination, for about 4 hours.
After that time, it was accepted that my friend was past the worst of the effects of the overdose, and she was put on a ward for the night.
The should have died of liver failure, but survived with virtually no liver damage at all.
Similarly, with no direct experience of how to do this, I worked almost full-time with this friend for about 8 months, helping her to "move on" from the factors that had led to the suicide attempt. I had virtually no formal support from anyone in the process, but, in the end, she was declared to no longer be a psychiatric patient at all (this was her fourth suicide attempt, though I did not know that at the time), with no use of psychiatric drugs at all.
I used that experince as a springboard into the absolute reality of healing without (or alongside) medicine. Often my work produces (minor) improvements to a condition, but, from time to time, more MIRACLES have occurred, often not just healing a single illness (or problem), but achieving holistic outcomes which show improvments in health, circumstances, actions, etc, etc, all together.
I continue to progress down this road. . . . . . .
Posted by: Stephen Burrows | January 17, 2007 at 12:12 PM
Hello
I remember I was 26 years old and I wanted to find a loving, lasting relationship and I just put it all into words and into God´s hand with possitive law of attraction and I found my husband Humberto with whom I have now been married for a wonderful 20 years.
Believe me it really works.
Posted by: Allyson | January 17, 2007 at 12:17 PM
A miracle? I am praying for one now- for a dear friend of mine who also is/was my soulmate. He is an alcoholic. I tried so hard to help him by starting a business with him. Due to his many DWI's, he's considered a felon. This was the only way he'd have work. Yet he violated probation once more, landing him in court yet again. he wanted me to lie for him to the judge and his probation officer. My conscience wouldn't allow it, so he basically dumped me out of his life. I miss him so much. I pray to God that he has a change of heart and can allow me back in. If not that...then for my heart to heal from his exclusion. That would be the true miracle!
Posted by: Diane Ganzer | January 17, 2007 at 12:27 PM
What a great way to start the day - reading about all these miracles and thinking about all the miracles in my life. Twas a time that I was of the mindset that there were no miracles. Perspective is a matter of choice and having that choice is the miracle that allows me today to experience every moment and happening in my life as a miracle!
Posted by: bethechange | January 17, 2007 at 12:35 PM
Well after my parents deaths 2 years ago in which they passed away a month apart I was in complete depression I prayed I did everything to get my self out of it.
Then one day out of the blue I had this feeling I need to find the answers to all this chaos in my life, well it came to me in a poem that said everything I needed to hear at that moment I won't write the hole thing here but will tell you who wrote it and it gives me peace knowing that even though loved ones are not here physicaly they are all arounds us and in us
and to me that inits self is a miracle we are a miracle Einstein said it well miracles are everywhere or nowhere its up to you to see them oh by the way the poem that I spoke of is by Ann Frye 1932
Posted by: Terry | January 17, 2007 at 12:50 PM
I truly feel everything is a miracle, we just need to look around us. I was single and though I loved my life, I wanted someone to share my life with. I “was out there” doing Internet “dating”. It was good, met a lot of really nice people, but I “knew” what was important to me and I was not willing to “settle”. This truly was my Intention, to find “that one”. One day an email arrived after seven years, I responded, the rest is history, we have been happily married for two and a half years, and we continue to remind each other every day, what a wonderful life we have! By the way, I am 70 years old, so it is NEVER too late!
With loving support, I started searching again, but this time for “the” opportunity to work from home so I could create an income. I found that I would not stay with any program, and finally realized it was because I did not feel good enough about sharing it with others. Also, I truly wanted to be Passionate about what I did. A few weeks ago, after many “false starts”, just like the dating, I found THE Company I plan to be affiliated with from now on. I am totally focused on "spreading the news" so that people can become the "best they can be". That will create a joy way beyond any amount of money. I also know that when I do that, the money will follow.
I know when I set my Intention and “listen” that God does respond. Miracles Abound!!
Posted by: Lorna Landis | January 17, 2007 at 12:57 PM
Last time I saw a miracle was 1 year ago. It was not my own miracle but my 9 years old daughter's miracle. She was always asking how could she go to a TV programme to act or to sing and I had no idea on that matter so I said that this was very dificult. She was at that moment taking theatre classes and she loved them. After a few months my daughter and some friends of the same age decided to sing in a birthday party, organising a small contest. She won the contest... After this event something extrange happened. Only a week later I received a surprinsing call. A voice was asking me if I was Sara's mum and if she could go to a casting. They wanted a little girl actress for a TV series. We accepted. She assisted to the first casting. She passed. She assisted to the second one and she passed. Finally, she was selected!
She worked for several month, combining the job with the school. It was a bit stressful because we lived more than 100 km from the TV set and she finished the job (tired of being an actress!). She was asking for a normal life! Now she is back to her normal life.
Dont you think that she manifested her desires? It is quite miraculous, isnt it?
Posted by: | January 17, 2007 at 01:02 PM
I think life itself is the greatest miracle. I am a Reiki Master and my first patient had a very bad back ache and she should have an operation next. After four sessions she was totally well, which for her and me was a great miracle. The same happened many years later for a lady with womb cancer. She was pregnant and wanted to have the baby in spite of the doctors' opinion. Several times I have been out of money, with several bills to pay. And out of nothing, the money appears! We sure are taken care of.
Posted by: Hilkka | January 17, 2007 at 01:10 PM
My life has been one of silently waiting for God to make itself known to me. As humans, we are all in the dark so I've always shied away from most religions but tried to gleen any of the teaching that touched my heart. I became a nurse RN-I wanted to help heal the pain and hopelessness I saw all around me. I believe I did make a difference. Now in my life I feel especially lost and yet coming closer to my God and the holyness of all of life. I have been diagnosed with squamous cell cancer of the left lung and had it removed 10-10-06. My heart is telling me to find healing through changes in my life-not more traditional medical care. I see the glory of life and feeel God.s blessings whereever I go , whereever I am. Yet it-this knowing is deep inside me I don't know how to share or give it to others. This site was the first thing I did this AM. What a blessing. Thanks,and blessings to all. Kathy
Posted by: Kathy Ware | January 17, 2007 at 01:12 PM
There have been so many miracles in my life Michael: the birth of my premature son 1 1/2 lbs, my finding the money to attend college but the most important miracle was sent to me after my special friend died of cancer and I was totally crushed. I was so close to him for 5 years of pain and suffering but through this time I have never been closer to another human being. We shared in the quiet times at night and learned a lot about life , religion, personal beliefs and falsehoods. I grew in every place of my heart, mind and soul. It was as if God was reaching down from heaven to help us both through the experience. At the end of his life, my Michael told me he would be waiting for me at every turn of my life and would always be there to help me make the necessary decisions to keep me on the right path. When he died, I was lost. One morning I opened my email and there was a PowerPoint presentation showing all the places we had talked about and writings as if Michael was softly talking to me from heaven explaining our life together and all the dreams and realities we had experience together. I felt he was right there, right now. I was awestruck. The next email I opened was from Michael Norwood with the first gift of insight. Each day a new gift was delivered as if it was a personal mail to me from heaven and Michael. I have kept these Powerpoint presentations in my computer and when I am lonely or lost, I pull them up and Michael is right there talking to me again. Thank You from the bottom of my heart Michael Norwood for being there and talking to my heart and soul about someone who is so dear!!! These was back in October 24, 2004. God bless you everyday. Thank you for all the miracles you have given back to all who read your books and your mailings.
Posted by: Patricia Mc Millen | January 17, 2007 at 01:22 PM
It delights me how common miracles really are. It seems our common use of the word assumes its rarity when there is ample evidence that they are abundant. Cynics assume its rarity and sceptics seek proof of each and every claim of "miracle" on the basis of the cynics' assumption of its rarity. When the sceptic discovers an explanation for the miracle they then claim its no longer a miracle. To me a miracle is something great that happens spontaneously, regardless of how it happens. Some people claim the Creator is the source of all miracles and I see we are creators in our own right and we create miracles all the time. Science has another name for miacles - placebo effect! And they factor it into all tests with humans. I have personally experienced a miracle after being pronounced dead by paramedics after three consecutive heart failures as a result of an allergic reaction, in one ambulance ride. But my wife yelled at them (she was in the anbulance too) to keep up the CPR etc. I resumed consciousness without ill effect shortly after in hospital. The weirdest and most amazing experience was that I witnessed that third "death", saw myself lying there, blue with lack of oxygen; the paramedics agreeing to stop and my wife yelling. Miracles happen every day - unscathed survivors of traffic accidents, tsunamis, earthquake burials, spontaneous remissions of cancer and other "terminal" illness, timely arrival of much needed money from unexpected quarters, unplanned meetings with lost loved ones. The list is endless if we only look and recognise. I see miracles as the outcomes of the universal laws in action, and I'm eternally grateful.
Posted by: David | January 17, 2007 at 01:37 PM
When you have a mission impossible just prepare yourself mentally and physically. Every day pray to the Holy Spirit and your guardian angel to help you. Excercise to gain strength and mentally repeat affirmations of what you desire, express gratitude, let the repetitions of what you desire turn into intense belief and focus intensely on it every moment and it will manifest physically and give you the strengh to achieve your mission. Three months ago I had to go to Vancouver to help out as housekeeper and nanny to a hyperactive 4 year old grandson, a demanding 2 year old granddaughter and later a new born baby boy and a very fastidious daughter-in law. The last winter was one of the worst! First it started with big floods which contaminated the resevoirs so we had to lug big bottles of distilled water from the supermart, then came the snow storm end of November and later the wind storm in December and incessant rain. I had never been able to withstand the cold which bit into my joints and hurt so much especially at night.I panicked when I experienced shooting pains to my lumbar spine, hip and down my leg threatening a slipped disc from carrying the kids and lifting the heavy stroller on to the boot of the car. The stressful conditions of instant beck and call, rushing around with housework which I was not used to and having to cook and wash took a toll on my blood pressure which is normally low.I just had no time to read emails or communicate through internet and worried about my business which had to be put on hold. Somehow when things got too tough I prayed and problems resolved itself and I am now still recovering from a bad flu which started on the long plane journey back home. I am so amazed at what I could achieve and now can proudly say to myself with great satisfaction 'I DID IT!'. It gives me confidence to go forward to work out my goals and achieve my dreams. Prayers always help.Trust in the Lord .
Posted by: Mae Lee | January 17, 2007 at 02:11 PM
When I lived in the San Francisco Bay Area, and had only an inadequant temporary job, I asked for True Love and a Million Dollars. Each day on my bus ride to work, I delighted in wondering how this would be fulfilled for me. In just a month, I met the man I married that year, and it was the most profound True Love, and he was a Millionaire. Unfortunately, my fear it wouldn't last also created the loss of all of this within a couple years, so be careful what you create! Now I'm really careful about the miracles I'm creating!
Posted by: Osheena | January 17, 2007 at 02:52 PM
There was a time I believed in miracles, but now, after witnessing many in my life, I know that with God, ALL things are possible. When we truly know that, how can we believe in miracles rather than believe in an ALL powerful God.
Anything we can think, we can create. Everyday, every moment, it is my desire that God's will be done. When I desire, or have a 'want' for something, I first think, 'God's will be done'. Then, I know if I do not receive what my desire is, God has a better plan and I will receive something more magnificent than I hoped for.
With God, or our Higher Power in charge, we cannot fail ever!
Posted by: Regina | January 17, 2007 at 03:05 PM
Dr Michael,
Thanks for your comments. For the Christian, miracles should be the norm. I am a Healing Technician. I have laid my hands on the sick and seen cancers and tumors die and disappear Jesus said in Mark 16:15-20 'In My Name' the believer shall lay hands on the sick and they shall recover. We lay hands on the sick in the name of Jesus and they recover.
Should we be so amazed that God does what He says He will do?
Bill
Posted by: Bill | January 17, 2007 at 04:04 PM
My Miracle is My Life.
After many years of being abused, depression, suicidal thoughts, and substance abuse I almost drank myself to death (unintentionally). A cab driver, to whom I am forever grateful and will never know, saved my life by calling 911. I had stopped breathing after consuming a large quantity of alcohol. When I awoke in the ICU I was at first in shock at what had happened, then horrified, then the deepest despair. The only answer was to ask The Great Spirit for one more chance. I realized that I did not want to die at all- I just wanted the pain to stop. I decided in a very profound moment to choose Life. To choose Sobriety. To choose Gratitude. I am 8 and a half years sober. I am no longer depressed or abused. I am surrounded by loving souls and I am filled with Gratitude. This is my biggest Miracle. Thank You.
Posted by: Dolores | January 17, 2007 at 04:13 PM
Thank you so much for this fantastic forum, I have been smiling and tearful reading thru these tremendous stories of love and faith. I have experienced many instances of "miracles", which are God-in-action, especially working as a hands-on healer. One case that comes to mind stood out for the mere fact that the healing was NOT hands-on, but from a distance. Some may call it prayer, but in a more pro-active manner that you actually send the person healing energies. A friend's son was involved in a horrid car accident and left in a coma, with the first reports being that it was doubtful if he would live, much less come out of the coma. Another healer and myself agreed to spend the next several weeks using our energies from afar to assist in his healing. I did not know this young man, either by his name or face, yet I steadfastly sent healing energies to "Sandy's son, you know who it is" every day for several weeks or a month. I heard over the course of time that he'd come out of a coma, that he was doing better, just sketchy details for which I had no real clue what they meant. Still, I persisted.
Some time later, I attended a fund-raising event for the charity which Sandy headed up. I spoke with her, asking how her son was doing. She told me I should speak to him myself, as he was standing right over there! I was stunned. He was a handsome young man, with his new wife, not in any wheelchair or looking anything but a perfect picture of health. I introduced myself to him and explained that I had been one of two healers who had sent his "distance healing" for quite awhile. I noticed an obvious glow around him and told him that I sensed he had been saved for some much greater purpose, to which he nodded enthusiastically, agreeing. I had taken he and his wife by the hands and between the 3 of us, an energy passed that was so great I immediately broke into a complete sweat of heat, while tears streamed uncontrollably down my face...a fact that surprised even me, as I am not usually given to this sort of display. I apologized to them, but they seemed to accept this as perfectly natural, Thank God! We spoke at length. I learned that his doctors thought he may have some brain damage, but that apart from a little slowness of speech, he was perfectly healed. He thanked me for my part in his recuperation, but I feel that it was Spirit that healed him, not me, and that he should direct his thanks to God. It is quite difficult to explain the depth of enlightenment that I received in this meeting, but a living proof that we are all so connected and can truly make a difference in people's lives. I cherish this memory to this day! Miracles can and do happen, regularly, even if most are not on such a grandiose scale and I seek to discover the connectivity between every person who crosses my path, and even those whose paths I never cross.
Posted by: Nancy | January 17, 2007 at 04:13 PM
My miracal, While watching the movie "The Secret" with my friend,both of us for the first time, I had a burning desire to learn more about one of the presenters. I so badly wanted to read and know more about them. This desire was so strong I could not get this person out of my mind. At the end of the movie I told my friend of my need to read more about one of the presenters, my friend went to her spare room and returned with a gift. She had bought two copies of the presenters book about a year before..not knowing why she needed two. We both were in amazement.
Posted by: Debbie | January 17, 2007 at 04:53 PM
I work in home care and Dec 23 1999 as I was walking to one of my clients house I looked up and said
"Dear Creator tomorrow I am supposed to go help someone take a bath. Problem is it is a 1 hr job and it will take me 45 minutes each way on bus and wait time .
Also my family is coming for Christmas eve supper . Wish I knew how to get out of this .
Well aprox 10 minutes later an ambulance was picking me up off the sidewalk as I had slipped on some ice hit the back of my head and passed out cold .
After 6 days in hospital with bleeding between and skull and membrane I was allowed home .
This was really a miracle because there was no permanant damage .Early April I began writing poetry and became intereated in Enregy work
Reiki.
I now am able to "see" and "feel " and "hear" anilmals
Spirit guides and yes even differnt color lights when I close my eyes.
I also became spiritual
In May 2000 following surgery I was told I would need a transfusion I said no and started to pray.Suddenly a man was running in front of me and 2 others were running after him I stepped between them and the MAN turned around and said
"Thank you for helping me
I am telling you that you do not need that transfusion.
He put his hand on my shoulder and then dissapeared .
After a blood test to see how many units I needed the nurse came running to me totally stunned .
I belive that a miracle happened. your count is up by 50% and the Dr is siging the relaease papers right now You are free to go home just after he sees you .
I smiled and said "Thank you"
Lord.
She said" I just saw a 1 in a million miracle happen here.
She had a spring in her step and magnifigant smile on her face .
Wiseowl Viola
Posted by: viola | January 17, 2007 at 05:05 PM