There are lots of healers in South West France – it’s very rural and the traditional methods of healing are still very present. My neighbour Evelyn who has had terrible back problems had seen a healer in a nearby village, and the results had been pretty miraculous. I had a lot of tension in my upper back following my treatment, so I thought why not. But rather than a quick back rub, I ended up receiving what was akin to a full-on exorcism.
The healer lived in a farm house down a small back lane. When I arrived on a swelteringly hot August day, the men of the house were all taking their post lunch nap before going out into the fields again. I was welcomed into the house by the old lady and invited to sit down at a large table. I explained that I had had breast cancer, and I was concerned it would come back, plus I had lots of tension in my upper back. She picked up a pendulum lying on the table, blew on it, and then held it over my breast area. The pendulum began to move, and she announced everything was clear. She then stood behind me as I sat on the chair and began to massage my neck and shoulders for a few minutes. There was a silence and I wondered if it was all over. I hadn’t really felt anything, and was mentally preparing to leave. At that moment, as if she could read my thoughts she said: it’s not over yet. She picked up her crucifix and stood behind me as I sat on the chair.
Our well diviner (see previous blog) had already explained to me that my cancer was most likely due to geopathic stress (our bed was in the wrong position), or that bad spirits were attached to me, so as I’d already dealt with the energy lines in the house I guess I needed to cover all my bases to make sure there wasn’t anything evil attached to my body. The healer proceeded to say a prayer over me, and asked me to take her hand and walk back and forth across the room in the holy spirit. What was remarkable was when I did this there was a cool breeze even though it was baking hot outside with zero wind. She then asked me to sit back down and called out for the cancer to be gone, and for any evil spirits to leave my body. This went on for around fifteen minutes with the crucifix at my chest. There were no dramatic moments, but I did feel perfectly safe, and was grateful for any help she had given me.
Following on from this, she then asked if my breast area was still hot from the radiation. Had I received the Fire Prayer? I explained that I had, but she told me it hadn’t been done properly. She then held her hand just above the breast area, and recounted a prayer over and over. Occasionally she would make a sharp movement with her hand as if she was shaking something off.
I spent almost two hours with the lady. She told me to come back if I needed some more help, but that I was perfectly fine. The only thing she did suggest was to take Propolis a by-product from bees with healing properties. She wrote the name of a farmer who lived in a village not far from me, but would only pick up the phone at 6pm when he’d finished on the farm. At the top of the note it said ‘Tell him Delphine sent you“.