Pohutukawa in Bloom on Coopers Beach

I love stories. I live for them and I love to share them.

It’s one of the main reasons I absolutely love interviewing guests on the radio. Everyone has at least one story that has the ability to inspire others.

In the last few days I’ve had a couple of encounters on the beach, meaningful encounters with the sharing of words and intention that have gone beyond the superficiality of many of the meetings we have in life. This too I live for—the meaningful encounter, the crossing of paths that seems somehow preordained in which the messages exchanged have importance and congruence with the issues and ideas we are busy with at the time.

As the sun was setting on another beautiful late summer day I found myself at the water’s edge, stopping from time to time to notice and absorb the rich and changing tapestry of colours painting the western horizon. It was warm and comfortable: shorts and barefoot weather. As is normal at this time of the day at this time of the year, there were precious few people walking the sand, perhaps six or eight on the entire 2.5 kilometre extent of the beach.

As I approached the centre of the beach where a small creek enters the sea, I met a couple I knew. The man, Rob, chants with me from time to time but we hadn’t seen each other in a couple of months. He mentioned he hadn’t been able to attend Lucia’s recent three day yoga retreat because of trouble with his back. I asked if this was a recent or ongoing problem.

His partner of twenty years, Lou, whom he has known since they were in school together, said, “It’s his disk, so it won’t get better.”

I put my hand gently on her shoulder and replied, “I beg to differ, but with the biology of beliefs, anything’s possible. We can change our DNA.”

Rob jumped in, “That makes me think of a story I heard recently; a true story. There was a prince (I don’t know where he was living) who had a deformed body. He called a servant to him and requested, ‘Find a master sculptor who can sculpt a perfect example of me and my body.’ The servant found such a sculptor and he immediately set to work making a life-sized full-colour statue of the prince without the deformities he’d been born with. The prince looked at and meditated on that sculpture every day and in time his deformities disappeared and he became the perfect form he envisaged.”

“Great story! One disk shouldn’t be a problem then, should it Rob?”

A couple of mornings later I was enjoying the first rays of the sun while taking photos of the shapes of trees that are formed in the sand when the tide retreats. Along came another couple I hadn’t seen for a few months. Somehow the conversation took a similar turn and the woman, Sue, began to tell the story of their youngest daughter, who is around twelve years of age.

“She had an injury on her lower leg which was interfering with her ability to dance and she loves dancing. The injury just didn’t seem to get better. She had a book about magic and one day she said to me, ‘There must be a way I can heal this thing, Mom. I’m going to find a way.’ She seemed certain she would find a way. So she went into her room, lit a candle and began to systematically go through her book looking for guidance. About half an hour later she came into the kitchen, quite excited. “Look Mom, it’s healed.” I looked at her leg and there was absolutely no sign of her injury. It was as if it hadn’t ever been there.”

We live in auspicious times. Jesus once said, “These things and more ye shall do also.” It looks like his prophetic words have come to pass. Will you embrace them? Will you accept your unlimited potential and your infinite capacity to heal? If this prince and this young girl can do it, surely you can too.

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Radio host, inspirational speaker and health educator John Haines is the author of In Search of Simplicity: A True Story that Changes Lives, a startlingly poignant and inspiring real-life endorsement of the power of thought, belief and synchronicity in one’s life.