t home, I first asked my friends about the next training. It turned out to be that evening. We agreed to meet at the same
time on the tram stop. I barely had the patience to wait until the appointed hour and took all my medical discharges and films.
The gang greeted me with elation and a flow of news. When the long-awaited tram came up, they held me back.
“We have to take a different tram now,” Tatyana said smiling.
“How come?”
“Surprise!” they yelled almost in unison.
“We have now moved to a different sports hall,” Andrew explained with pride. “It’s a lot better, a lot more comfortable, with mirrors. Besides, it is located almost twice as close.”
“What news!” I was surprised.
All the way my friends told me about the many interesting things I missed when I was, as they thought, healing my stomach in a health center. Andrew, vying with Kostya, shared news about the trainings, about original cases in Sensei’s regular demonstrations, and about his unusual philosophy, which he was telling them during spiritual trainings. While Tatyana and Slava echoed the especially thrilling moments and supplemented them with their impressions. I was listening to them with attention and great regret that I hadn’t become a witness to such interesting events. But, on the other hand, an entire life was now ahead of me.
Having reached the final stop, I saw a huge, modern building, the palace of culture, though the locals simply called it a club. There was a movie theater and many rooms for various hobby classes, and a good sports hall with mirrors on the wall.
“Great! Now we can practice the Monkey style in front of them as much as we want,” I joked, examining my multiple reflections.
Sensei entered the hall together with the senior guys. He warmly greeted us, including me. Shaking his hand, I was looking into his eyes with admiration and one silent question, “How?” Not that I didn’t believe, I simply knew that my cure happened due to Sensei, due to interference of higher powers, as the professor said, “divine providence.” But how could he do it so quickly? Why did the disease disappear so quickly?
My soul was overflowing with feelings of gratitude. But I could express them only with my eyes because there were too many curious people around. When the guys went to the changing rooms, I gathered all my courage and asked Sensei to speak with me alone. He agreed willingly.
We walked into the vestibule, and I started showing him my medical records, telling him about the events in Moscow. I tried to express to him the feelings flowing over me, but my strong emotions caused me to speak only some incoherent mixture of grateful phrases.
Igor Mikhailovich quickly flipped through all the films with the professional movement of a doctor, and having read the documents, genially asked, “Are you satisfied?”
“Very much! Even more than satisfied.”
“That is the most important.”
“I nevertheless don’t understand, it seems as if this disease never even existed. But all these films, the confirmation of the doctors, the medical records,” I uttered in confusion.
Sensei smiled and said, “You know, there is a Latin proverb, ‘What doesn’t exist in documents, doesn’t exist in the world.’”
“No, I’m serious. I know for sure that you did this, but how? Why so quickly?”
“What do you mean?” grinned Sensei. “Did you think that one needs to open a skull, cut out a piece of brain, or get stuffed with pills just for you to really believe that you were cured by some kind of action?! Any action is begotten, first of all, by our formed thought… Have you ever heard about stigmata?”
“Somehow it sounds familiar…”
“Stigmata appear in people of deep faith. In minutes, bleeding wounds appear on the hands and feet. These wounds appear in exactly the same places that appeared on Jesus Christ when he was crucified on the cross. And literally in three days, these wounds disappear without leaving a trace. In some of the faithful, stigmata appear not only as wounds, but also as nails. These nails have been taken for analysis and proven to be not simply some wart of bone and meat, but real nails, made of the material typical for those times, in other words, made around two thousand years ago… Faith really creates miracles. And there is nothing impossible for believers, regardless in whom or in what they believe… And you say, why so quickly?”
“But I wouldn’t say that I am a believer, an especially deeply faithful person, because I really believed in…” Here I almost said, “in you,” but I continued, “a higher power only when I heard the words of the professor in Moscow who confirmed that I’m absolutely healthy. In other words, when everything had already happened.”
“Everything is a lot simpler. When a human can’t deeply believe in his recovery, then there should be someone else to believe in him, someone who is more spiritually developed than he is. And then the result will surpass all expectations.”
“Is it possible to overcome any disease?”
“Absolutely.”
“What needs to be done for this?”
“Just simply and sincerely believe and think in the right way. But believe deeply, with love, with positive thought. Not something like, ‘I want to be healed,’ but from the position of an already healthy person who can create by asserting this positive thought, well, let’s call it, ‘the matrix of one hundred percent health.’ This matrix is saved in our subconscious thanks to the power of our faith… And exactly due to this matrix, as a result of its healthy scheme, a body regenerates its functions on a physical level because it simply fulfils the order of the subconscious. Everything is simple.”
“How can one cure another person by faith?”
“In the same way. It’s just that this matrix, or rather it would be more rightly to call it a hologram, is transmitted by thought as a healthy image from one person to another…”
“Can everybody do this or only those who strongly believe?”
“Of course… I can tell you about a case that happened to our Volodya, but I will tell you just because you have already gone through this yourself. But don’t tell it to anyone. If you want, you can quietly ask Volodya but so that no one will hear. His father was a fireman at the Chernobyl atomic power plant. Before that, his stomach ached, and they thought that it was gastritis. When he came back, he felt bad. The doctors unanimously diagnosed stomach cancer. Of course, he needed urgent surgery. Volodya came to me that evening and asked if it were possible to help somehow. I told him about this technique. He relaxed, removed all unnecessary thoughts, thanked God that a mistake had happened and that his father was completely healthy, and everything was fine with him. Volodya asked God to forgive his sins, the sins of his father, everything that he had done wrong. He repented and at the same time thanked God.”
“Is a human really sinful before God?”
“Well, let’s say it this way, in fact, a human is sinful only before himself, before his soul… The problem is that the factor of sin is placed in our subconscious from childhood. We are told that, regardless of the religion we belong to, all of us are guilty before God. But none of us is guilty before God! We are guilty just before ourselves. God, He does only good. We push ourselves into the dirt. That’s why when we admit that we are animals stuck in the dirt and when we pray for forgiveness from God, we admit the fact of His existence, we admit His power, and, what’s most important, we get tuned into love, to the positive. So, Volodya practiced this technique for a couple of days, going to bed, waking up, whenever he happened to have a free minute. He pronounced this prayer in the deepest faith, in great love for his father. As he confessed, he had never before experienced such an internal state, although Volodya had been practicing meditation for a long time. What’s most amazing is that, in seven days following our conversation, I emphasize, on the seventh day, when his father was opened up during the surgery, there was no tumor, and they sewed him up and sent him home. The diagnosis wasn’t confirmed, and it was considered to be a medical mistake. To this day, his father is alive and feels wonderful; he works just as hard as he did when he was young. This old man, for his entire life, believed in no one and relied only on himself, on his powers. This is an example from real life that deep faith can work wonders.”
And being silent for a bit, Sensei added, “Faith: It’s not just a word, it’s a huge internal power generated by the human himself. In its union with the divine power of love, about which we spoke in the Lotus Flower, it gives birth to such a power that can really create impossible things. Although all these words miracle, impossible - are just the words of people. Because the science of Shambala explains everything by the laws of nature, which at the present are not fully known to mankind. The power of faith and love, begotten by thought, is a power initially inherent to a human being. This is what distinguishes him from an ordinary biped.
“That’s why, throughout history, all great teachers of mankind summoned people to faith and love, giving them this knowledge on their level of perception. Recall at least the words of Jesus, who said, ‘If you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, “Move from here to there,” and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.’ These are not empty words; this is true knowledge for those who can listen: ‘Those who hear will hear.’”
“Interesting. But if this huge power can be explained by natural laws, then it means, as far as I understand, there should be some kind of formula,” I countered.
Sensei smiled and replied, “Undoubtedly, formulas do exist, but people are still not ready for this knowledge to be given to them in formulas because thoughts of the animal nature predominate in the majority of people. In reality, to prove that this power really exists means to discover the laws of the universe, to discover the reality of the existence of God. Even simple, blind human faith with limited impact is capable of doing a lot, while true faith opens up unlimited possibilities. It not only moves planets, but also creates, destroys, and rules many worlds with only a thought.”
“Oho... With such power, one can probably restore health just by thinking about that!” I said in admiration, discovering for myself a completely new world of thought.
“Absolutely correct.”
I recalled the miraculous healings performed by Jesus, and suddenly it dawned on me, “So it means that Jesus alone with His positive thoughts healed people! And before I thought that these were just fairy tales.”
Sensei laughed, “Yes, yes, yes. That’s why He said, ‘You will receive from God according to your faith.’ Jesus created with His power a hologram of health, while a man was holding it with the power of his blind faith. And the stronger man’s faith was, the firmer it held this hologram in the man’s subconscious.”
I reflected a little and then asked, “And why shouldn’t I tell anyone about this?”
“You see, telling other people, a human sows in himself a grain of doubt in his subconscious after hearing their answers and opinions, but doesn’t even notice this. This negative power, gradually cultivated, begets in consciousness the logic of parasitic thoughts, which occur when a human, based on his little knowledge about the surrounding world, tries to formulate at least some kind of common sense, searching for an explanation in his scanty bag of knowledge. So-called common sense is the first enemy to a human, his faith, and his spiritual development, because it is an abundant field for the cultivation of doubts, negative thoughts, and negative emotions. God and common sense are two completely antagonistic notions. So, finally, these doubts, with their negative power of logic, win on the battlefield of the mind and destroy the blind faith together with its matrix of health. And then the disease comes back. If you are not strong in your spiritual knowledge, you need simply to believe, to thank God for this gift of health and not to speak to anyone about this cure. Only then will you have a chance to save this hologram of health, created by the power of love, for a very long time.”
At that moment, Victor came out from the sports hall and, seeing Sensei, asked whether he could begin the training.
“Yes, of course,” answered Sensei.
We hurried to join the group. Throughout all the exercises, I thought only about our conversation. I was amazed by this simple truth. It seemed like I had read about it before, but just read and had not deeply understood it. Sensei showed me a new kind of vision of these ideas that had existed for thousands of years.
At home, carried away by this subject, I dug through our entire family library and finally found a magazine with abstracts from the Bible about people Jesus had healed. I reread it now with completely different eyes, with completely different thoughts, from the point of view of those extraordinary events that had happened to me in such a short period of time. Gradually, a new world was opening to me, a world begotten by the mighty power of thought.
