For Lisa's highest good

By Laura Lee

I sat at my computer opening emails. It isn’t unusual I get request from others to schedule private sessions. Most often I can feel ones intent behind their request. Some are just curious about the process, some are worried about their future, some want closure and some are truly in crisis mode. Like on this day, I felt the urgency behind this message:

My wife, Lisa, was operated on May 3rd for a large, aggressive, malignant brain tumor. We have not done chemo or radiation thus far. We have done a considerable amount of healing work using eastern methods. She has an MRI scheduled Thursday and naturally scared what it will show.

In the face of all this she is searching for her own sense of deeper spirituality and we are trying to heal any past disappointments in our relationship.

I think it would be very valuable to schedule a reading, for both of us, at your earliest convenience with Lisa having the priority. We are on the east coast. We are also retired, so our schedule is flexible. If you could suggest times/dates at your earliest convenience, please let us know.

Blessings on your work,
John Bassett

I immediately called John and his wife Lisa to set up an appointment. A few days past before we were able to meet over the phone. John answered anxious and informed me that Lisa was propped near a speaker while she lay in bed. I started our session by asking her the most direct and important question of her life.

“Do you want to live Lisa?”

Silence seemed to fall upon deaf ears. Then, through labored breath, she said, “yes.”

“Good. Then let’s get down to it,” I replied, “I see your grandmother from you mom’s side is present.”

“Yes,” Lisa said, “she past.”

“And she is accompanied by a man who stands near your side, positioned as a sibling. I’m assuming he is your brother.”

Lisa moaned, which informed me that she didn’t handle this info very well. John pipes up from the background, “he past last month Laura.”

“He says that doctors give you a few weeks to live. Is that accurate?”

John interrupts, “yes, and they will not operate given the size of it’s mass now.”

“Sure, they don’t want to be accountable for taking her life should they operate.”

“Most likely,” he replied.

“Your family implies that your headaches began at an early age, nearly migraine strength.” I paused to receive more information, “I understand that hurtful words shared by a parent, while raised as a child and throughout your adult years, were the result of these headaches. These words weighed heavy on your mind. Does this make sense?”

“Yes,” she whispered, “my mother and I are still at odds.”

“Well, your grandmother shows me a wet wash cloth was placed on your forehead whenever you got a headache. From my interpretation, this always gave you relief. At least temporary.”

I hear Lisa and John chuckle at the message, which always confirms the truth for me. And inform them that while she remains in pain, to continue this practice as her mind is conditioned from childhood to find relief from heavy matters on the mind.

“In the meantime,” I continued, “your family on the other side beg you to find a peaceful place with your mother regarding these past resentments as they no longer serve you.”

“I understand,” she said, “but, I can’t do that.”

“Why?”

“I can’t bare it in anymore,” She moaned.

“Exactly,” I exclaimed, “your inability to cope has become a detriment to your well-being, physically, emotionally, and mentally.”

“We’ll work on it Laura,” John started, “Lisa and I have been informed of similar sentiments from other healers. We’ve done some work here, but that is a lot for Lisa considering she is tired and her energy is barely holding up, no less dealing with past issues.”

I knew time was of essence. So I waited for more confirmation from the other side of what they should do if they weren’t willing to address a matter that could heal her. That’s when I see the light of angels above her head.

“Okay, if that’s too demanding, at the very least concentrate on sending love to the mass for healing. Avoid resisting its presence.”

“How? “

“Simple,” I instructed, “close your eyes. Are they closed?” I hear mmhhhmmm as a reply and continued, “there is a white light over your head. This light is so grand that it encompasses a group of healing angels that have come to heal you.”

“I feeeeel themmmm,” She whispered.

“That’s a good sign.” Delighted she was cooperating, I continued, “Now, inhale the light down to the mass resting on your mind. And on exhale, see the light penetrate the mass and break it up. It shrinks smaller with each inhale and exhale. Do you see this Lisa?”

“This is easy…”

“I know…. let the higher powers do the work for you as you rest. At the very least, you are giving them permission to release this load for you. Once you gain more strength, then you can go back to releasing those burdens you accepted from your mother. Does this sound like a plan Lisa?”

She agreed to the arrangement. And I shared that while receiving the healing that she affirms ‘I am 100% healed and whole.’

“Your support on the other side, say, it is possible to return to the doctors office with an unexplainable miracle, should you agree whole heartily to accept their healing.”

“I understand….” She drifted.

John, devoted as he was, said he would help Lisa with the exercise and promised to practice when we got off the phone. I left our meeting feeling uneasy. Regardless, she made a declaration aloud to the universe with her intention to live. And with that message from her lips, I privately included Lisa in my prayers for a complete healing. A few days go by when I receive this interesting email appear from John:

I thought you would be interested in knowing;

We worked some more with the ideas you provided. This morning Lisa does not seem to remember the phone call too much, but

1) Her voice is stronger today
2) Her eyes are clear
3) Her pulse is stronger and oxygen levels in her blood improved
4) She has an appetite for the first time in days
5) And most amazingly, she said, out of the blue, that she was concerned how to help her mother through this ordeal.

As you said, this appears to be a pivotal moment in her journey. And it seems quite apparent that the ideals that you and others have planted are being weighed against old beliefs. The hospice nurse was baffled by her improved condition….a wonderful precursor to her full recovery.

Whatever happens, you have clearly helped her take another step forward towards recognizing her true nature and potential. And of course, I too am learning by witnessing. Thank you, John

Naturally, I was pleased to hear of her progress. I stayed in contact through emails all the while praying for Lisa’s full recovery. Until I woke one morning with a sense she had turned for the worse. I sent a request for an update from John and went for a hike. When I returned, my fear was confirmed.

John emailed saying Lisa slipped into a coma. He went on to share that prior to her going he had prayed for a sign whether to remain doing the work with Lisa or to release her entirely. He claimed that shortly thereafter, another healer had called to inform him that Lisa’s tumor was not going to revive. Rather she would remain suspended until she came to terms with the issues she bared.

I was incensed and paced the floor.

I don’t care who this healer is or what kind of experience they had, where do they determine her existence?

My guidance said clearly, “Call John.” I marched over to the phone and dialed.

John answered. “She asked me that if she healed, would she still have to do all the work. And I said, ‘you mean to clean house, go to work….heal your relationships?’ I laughed and told her most likely. All she said was hmmm, which gave me the impression she wasn’t willing…you know?” He paused, “and that was it. She went under.”

“Where are you with this now?” I asked.

“Unattached.” He said, “but I’ll remain by her side in case she wakes.”

“That sounds healthy John.” I sighed. It was clear that the healer was an answer to his prayer and confirmed his suspicion.

“I still see her in a cloud of confusion and a lot might have to do with the conflict to stay or to go,” I said, “do you mind if I say a prayer on her behalf?”

“Sure.”

“I welcome into Lisa’s sacred space angel’s of white light to release her for the highest good that she be at peace with whatever decision she makes.”

Lisa died later that day.

However brief our time was together, both, Lisa and John taught me a few things. The most important was John’s capacity to surrender, without judgment, of his wife's decision to love or not love, to heal or not heal, to live or die. Whatever she chose was for her highest good, which resulted in peace. And that, Lisa did.