A large crowd followed and pressed around him. 25 And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. 26 She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. 27 When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28 because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” 29 Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering.
30 At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”
31 “You see the people crowding against you,” his disciples answered, “and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’ ”
32 But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. 33 Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. 34 He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”
October 2015 I was a mess. I was moving without knowing where I was moving to. I had until the end of the month. I was in a college class. I was possibly changing jobs, and my daughter’s dad said to me he had been seeing someone else on the side for 5 months. Needless to say, one very hysterical day, I called my brother for help with my children so they didn’t have to see me that way, and he called the police, who took me to the hospital, who then escorted me to the mental ward. Now, by this point, I was like OK FINE. I’ll take a few days off. I’ll actually get some sleep because they will give me sleeping pills. I’ll have good food. I’ll avoid my life for awhile. To me, a couple days of good sleep is a mini vacation. Plus there was a nurse I met at patient check in. Bill. He was a good guy. I felt safe and in the right place at the right time.
So, I had a little bed in a little room that I shared with another woman. Between our beds was a wooden desk with a chair and a lamp, and within the desk was a Bible. I pulled the Bible out, and Mark 5:24-34 was the passage that probably saved my life. I prayed every evening to touch his garments and be healed of my affliction. Yet, what is my affliction? This is STILL my question. What is my affliction that needs to be healed? I had thought it was that I don’t know what love is. Then a horrible family Easter this year had me thinking that my affliction is that I don’t believe in my SELF because I have lived a life surrounded by a family who does not believe in me. Then my computer came down with a virus that prevented me from streaming my RaviAna Kundalini videos and had me bent over it for hours, wiping the computer clean and starting over. I then thought my affliction is that when I start something healing, The Enemy gets in my way. Well, I’m putting an end to that cycle. No more. Starting NOW. I place over me a pyramid of White Light that is so full of Love the enemy cannot penetrate it; the enemy cannot even look at me.
I read Mark 5:24-34 again, and I prayed to have His arms around me and be healed of my afflictions. And I heard: Daughter, I have the whole world wrapped in my arms. Your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed of your suffering.
To catch up with my RaviAna Kundalini Yoga I am breaking it down this way: Tonight Transformer and Ringing the Bells, tomorrow morning My Healthy Back and Short Sets, and I’ll be on track for Energy Super Radiance Sunday morning with which I will then celebrate my accomplishments with God at church Sunday morning.