Dreams of New Earth

One morning, Mr Whitcliffe turned up at the Meditation Club. This was a bit odd – he didn’t normally do spot checks. But Rudi nodded to him and carried on as usual.

He turned up again the following morning, and the one after that, and the one after that. ‘I hope you don’t mind,’ he said to Rudi, but I’m finding it very beneficial.’ After a week or two they got used to him, and almost forgot he was there.

In the evenings, after meditation, the boys were working on Healing. They would put three chairs together and take it in turns to lie down and be on the receiving end. Richard’s asthma got gradually better until he didn’t need the inhaler any more, Michael’s stammer disappeared, and Troy’s eyesight improved so much he had to get new glasses. They also practised Distant Healing on various people they knew, including…

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