One of the strangest people I have ever had the fortune to meet is Raymond the healer. He lives in a small town in the Vosges. Raymond finds water for villages in Africa through dowsing via the telephone. His first talent however is healing.
I was skeptical to say the least upon first meeting him, but the lady whom brought me there was adamant that this man had some sort of special gift. So. I am at his house and we talked around a table until his healing process began. It was extraordinary. He lay his hands around mine then began to draw a picture of me. A second line of colours were around the basic form of what looked like me as an embryo or fetus. I have a gammy leg, from my bunion and a few other ailments about my body. It defies explanation but Raymond was able to identify each of the problems with my body and drew clusters where they were most prominent. Each colour symbolised a different aspect of the human body and he told me to keep the image under my bed as I slept. (At the time I didn't have a bed and wherever I lay my head was my home).
Since I had a lodger the image has long since disappeared (when I was away in the Vosges and he threw out lots of things, including the Van Gogh because he thought the art was "shit" - he did not know Van Gogh and did not understand what was drawn on the image of my person by Raymond). In any case, it was a unique experience and I have not forgotten it.
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