Not only do I love reading paranormal stories, I’m happy listening to them too. As we all know, sit down and talk to just about anyone in the world and they’ll have a ‘weird’ story to tell.
Let me introduce you to Bill and Joyce, they’re wonderful neighbors of ours, originally from Devon, England before migrating to Perth, Australia in their early thirties. Soon after they then went for a holiday in New Zealand and stayed 17 years. After a stint in building, they bought a dairy farm on the west coast of the South island. They’re now living in QLD, Australia.
Bill and Joyce have shared some of their fascinating experiences with me—and no, I’m not talking about ghostly or alien encounters—I guess these are more of the unexplained ‘healing’ variety. Perfect for Magic Thursday =)
~ In Devon, England, Bill lived on a farm, which his dad managed. One of the cows came down badly with ringworm and was sick and listless, with much (all) of its fur missing. A man they paid to castrate the bulls, came to the farm and saw the cow. He told Bill’s dad he could get rid of its ringworm. Bill watched as the man entered the yard with a hazelnut branch, like a walking stick. The man’s lips moved really fast in a mumbling type speech, before he suddenly struck the cow with the stick.
Less than two weeks later the ringworm was gone and the cow was healthy and fat as mud.
Bill also ended up with a huge ringworm on his hand and two on his face. Taken out of school, he went to the doctor’s regularly for treatment, but nothing worked. The same man visited who cured the cow. He told (a frightened) Bill to stand against the concrete wall. He did the same mumbling speech, then whacked the stick across his (own) knee. He told a relieved young Bill to forget about the ringworms. Bill actually did forget about them. Three or four days later he realized they weren’t itching – they were completely gone.
~Bill and Joyce spoke of a time in New Zealand when Bill fell off the back of a tractor trailer when Joyce ‘took off’ too fast. Landing on the trailer’s tow ball, he suffered permanent damage to 5 vertebrae in his spine and literally spent 18 months in agony. None of the many chiropractors, physios etc were able to help him.
He happened upon a ‘color therapist’ who read body auras. Bill couldn’t drive and had Joyce take him to the therapist. He sat in the room, where the therapist then unhooked the receiver on the wall phone and told him to concentrate on the phone while his body strengthened his back. Bill went to see him twice in two days. The second day he was on his way home, a passenger once again in the car, when he felt pins and needles suddenly travel down his legs and out through his toes. That same afternoon he went and unloaded a trailer full of hay. (they built men tough back in the day)
Just out of interest, the govt finally sent them a cheque for the many expenses over the eighteen months. The cheque was labelled ‘loss of hearing.’
~Still in New Zealand, Bill hired a water diviner to find water on his farm. He mentioned to the diviner that he’d been having terrible trouble sleeping. The water diviner walked carefully around the house and told him there was a stream of water running under the bed. He said to Bill, “Turn your bed around.” Bill did as he said and slept soundly afterwards.
On a side note, the water diviner held colored ribbons in one hand, and using a secret technique, he could actually tell a farmer if the water beneath was pure or cancerous (brackish).
Thanks so much Bill and Joyce for sharing with the Darksider readers and authors, some of the ‘healing’ insights from your life.
I’ve got an e-copy to give away of Something Wicked This Way Comes to one commentator - and I'd love to hear of your ‘healing’ experience =)