Dear Uri

The other night I went to one of your lectures, only expecting to hear a man talk about psychic powers and to see spoons bend. Well, the lecture was wonderful, and very upbeat. Everyone was enjoying themselves. You made each of us feel, “Why not, why shouldn’t we be able to expand our psychic powers?” We felt like, maybe, if we tried, we could also fix broken watches, and read minds. As the lecture was ending, you asked us if anyone had cancer, or a debilitating disease. No one raised their hand. From about 100 people in the audience, you pointed to me, and said, “You, you, come up here.” I came up, and you put your hand up in front of my left breast as you told the audience how to send out healing powers. As you were doing this, I was thinking,”Oh my God, how did he know where to put his hand? This has got to be a coincidence.” But, it wasn’t. I have had several lumps in my left breast. One lump had recently become larger. The doctor told me to watch it. In fact, the doctor had tried to drain it, but it couldn’t be done. He told me that the only way to remove it was with surgery.

Although this lump had become larger, I never said anything. I refused to deal with the situation because I didn’t want anyone to tell me that I had the same disease that claimed my mother, father and grandmother. I had enough to deal with, having been diagnosed with Lupus. I had already completely stopped working as an actress, never knowing whether I would be too tired to finish a job, or remember my lines.

Back to the lecture…

As you were telling the audience how to send out healing energy, I became very calm. In fact, I felt nothing in my left breast at that time. I felt only the overwhelming sense of calm. That is, until I got home. All of a sudden, I felt as if my breast was on fire. The burning continued through the night. The next morning, I felt for the lump, and it was gone. Where it had been was extremely sore, lasting for several days.

Needless to say, after coming out of shock, I have been elated. I had to find your address, so that I could thank you. I will never forget what you have done for me. You will always be in my prayers.

And again thank you.
P Davis