Back in 1994 I was attending the Barbara Brennan School of Healing in Long island. This required I travel once every three months from Honolulu, where I was living, to New York and spend one week at the school in Long Island.
This one time, I had just completed the week training and was home bound. I was feeling pretty exhausted and was looking forward to some rest during the long flight back to Hawaii.
I was very glad to see that my seat on the very last row of the plane had nobody else sitting next to it which meant I could stretch out along the three empty seats and get some needed sleep.
I noticed a man with a young boy settling into the seats on the opposite aisle. The boy was frantic and very unsettled and so was the dad trying his best to calm him down. I watched them make several trips to the restroom located behind our seats.
I decided not to pay attention to their commotion and instead settle into my space ready for takeoff. As soon as I closed my eyes the Holy Spirit nudged me to go talk to the man and let him know I could help him with the child.
Reluctantly I got up and introduced myself. “Hi there, my name is Kery. I noticed there is something troubling your child. I just finished one week of training in energy healing and perhaps I could be of assistance to you and your son.”
He looked at me trying his best to hide the deep sense of skepticism and horror my introduction was causing him. Politely he declined my help and thanked me.
“Just in case you change your mind, sir, I am sitting in the aisle next to yours.”
I felt relieved that he had rejected my help, probably thinking I was some kind of weirdo playing witchcraft. Now I could finally get to sleep.
I moved to the seat by the window waiting for the takeoff to be over so I would be able to lay down.
The plane had taken off and I could hear the dad still fussing around with the boy. Trips to the restroom were made time and again to no avail. Finally, I heard the flight attendant, who by the way had heard my introduction to the man, suggesting he would take me up on the offer.
I was still sitting by the window with eyes closed when suddenly a frightened boy was dropped on my lap and an exhausted father sank heavily on the seat next to mine.
“Okay, do your thing lady. I am at my wits end.”
The boy, an adorable eight years old, was frozen in terror sitting on the lap of a total stranger.
Needless to say, I was more terrified than both of them together.
What is one to do in such situation?
I did the only thing I knew. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and turned to God.
I connected to the boy’s emotional body.
“I want my mom! Why did mom take my brother with her and sent me on a plane with dad? I am afraid I am going to die and my mom is not with me.”
I felt this child’s terror and pain as I understood what was troubling him. Instinctively, I opened my heart just like a mother would and loved him.
I felt the warmth of Divine Love descend upon me and flow out of my heart to touch the frightened boy. As soon as he felt the divine touch, his body relaxed and he leaned back against my chest with a long sigh of relief.
“Your mom loves you very much. She will be waiting for you at home with open arms.” I whispered in his ear.
He turned around and hugged me while I gently stroked his head and gave him a tender kiss on the forehead.
I turned my head towards the father and found him and the flight attendant with mouths dropped and speechless.
“Okay lady, I don’t know what you just did but that was nothing short of a miracle. I have to admit I thought you were a little out there when you offered help. Please understand I am a medical doctor and do not believe much in this energy healing stuff. Today I stand corrected. Thank you so very much.”
We spent the next five hours of flight playing games and laughing. Even the flight attendant was included!
When we landed at the airport the dad asked me if I could watch the boy while he took care of some personal business.
The child was sitting on a stroller and he took a deep look at me and said, “Can you help me with something?”
“If I can I will be happy to do so.”
“I see monsters.” He blurted out and then paused to see my reaction.
“Go on.”
With a sigh of relief he continued, “They come and scare me all the time and I don’t know what to do.”
“Are there any monsters here at this moment?”
“Yes.”
“Okay then. I want you to look at the monster and take a deep breath.”
“I am scared.”
“I know you are and I am telling you that it is okay to look at the monster even when you are afraid. I promise you that I am not going to let the monster hurt you in any way.”
“Okay. I will try.”
“Now, when you are looking at the monster I want you to call on the Holy Spirit for protection. Just say, “I love you God. Please embrace me with your light and grace.”
“I am scared.”
“Yes. Can you see the Light?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, look at the Light and ask for It to embrace you with love.”
“That makes me feel good!”
“Can you ask the monster if he would like to come into the Light too?”
“I am scared of the monster.”
“Yes, however inside the Light and Grace of the Holy Spirit no harm can come to anyone.”
“Why would I want the monster to come into the Light? He is bad.”
“Yes, he is bad because he is scared and doesn’t know about the Love and the Light and the Grace of the Holy Spirit.” “Remember how scared you were in the airplane? Remember how angry you were at your mom and your dad? Then love touched your heart and changed you. The same can happen to the monster if he allows for love to come into his heart. Sometimes monsters do and other times they don’t. Guess you will never know unless you try and ask, right?”
“Okay I will try.” He closed his eyes becoming very quiet.
“He left. He was scared of the Light and left.”
“Well, that is his choice and his freedom. At least you tried to help him. Maybe next time he will change his heart. The important thing is that now you know what to do when monsters come to scare you.”
“Yes! Thank you! I love you!”
“I love you too and I am so glad I met you and your dad. You made this trip a very special one!”
Dad came back and we exchanged phone numbers and names.
Before going our own ways, I asked the dad if it would be okay to have a picture taken of me and his delightful boy.
To this day whenever I look at that picture all I see is a brilliant light uniting our hearts in a warm embrace.
May The Blessing Be!
The Road Home 