Miracle Healing Ministry ®

Greetings and good afternoon from the beautiful Bitterroot Valley!  I hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving.   Rather than starting from the first of the month, I think I will work backwards.

            Planning on having the holiday meal at my daughter’s home this year, the day before Thanksgiving, I made the salads, pie, homemade dinner rolls, and prepped the stuffing for the next day.  After spending time in the kitchen all day, I made a trip to Missoula to pick up my incoming granddaughter who would be spending the holiday meal with us.  Upon my return to Stevensville, I received a call that my daughter Danielle had injured her back and was in the Emergency Room in Missoula.  She mentioned that Thanksgiving was now canceled.

            Not canceled, in my opinion, it just involved geography…to my home.  With shared responsibilities and Danielle not able to stand, sit, lay, or walk…momma jumped in to save the day.  I assumed the part she would have played in the meal, which was very easy since I have had 52 years of experience.  My gratitude, however, began with Step One:  thankful I had followed my intuition to complete all my prep for the meal the day prior.  Step Two:  grateful that God gave me the inspiration, motivation, and energy to pull it all together on such short notice.

            Two of my guests have been struggling financially, with the loss of their pet, and with their individual illnesses.   (You may question why I haven’t helped them, but some people just don’t “believe.”)  Everyone is allowed their Free Will.  As a healer, I can’t force myself on anyone……

Following the “Hallmark Dinner,” (beautifully set table, surrounded by softness of lighting and decorations, and each delicious bite)…the woman wept with gratitude following the meal.   They had called earlier in the day and ask if they could come early and I agreed that it would be fine.  She offered a helping hand in preparation and teamwork always makes the dream work.

            Through her tears, she expressed how difficult things had been for them for a couple years.  “This meal and home,” she stated, “is exactly what we both needed today.”  She continued, “It is so warm and comfy and we have truly enjoyed every second of it.”  Looking refreshed, fulfilled, and filled full with just A LITTLE EXTRA LOVE…they departed.

            I have been struggling for a name for my dream Center.  I have tried several names on for the feel of it.  “Safetown USA,” “Mother Hope’s House,” and “Spiritual Boot Kamp” (for basic spiritual training) have been a few of them. 

            For those of you who have not followed this column since its inception in October of 1995 and don’t know how my career as a spiritual healer began – I feel like I should update you.

            My daughter Danielle was 3 years old when she came into my bedroom one afternoon.  She asked, “Momma, why are you lying down?”   I responded, “I have a headache, Danielle, but I’m okay – I will be up in a few minutes.”  She replied, “Oh!  You just need A LITTLE EXTRA LOVE.”

            Before I continue, I need to explain that we were NOT a religious family.  We never talked about God in the home unless we were using His name in vain.  Also, Danielle had never learned the color spectrum from Sesame Street or any other means.

            She softly rubbed her two little hands together for a couple seconds and placed one on my breast bone and one on my navel.  She closed her eyes and tilted her head back like she was looking at the ceiling…but her eyes were closed.  However, I noticed that there was rapid eye movement and knew she was looking at something.  I asked, “Danielle, what do you see?”  Tick-tocking her head back and forth, in her tiny toddler voice, she stated each word clearly, “I see RED…ORANGE…YELLOW…GREEN….BLUE…PURPLE…”  She then gasped in amazement as she said, “I JUST SAW WHITE LIGHT – I JUST SAW GOD, MOMMA!”

            Confused, I asked, “You saw God?!”  Sighing, she said, “Yes, and He loves of oh-so-VERY-much.”

            My headache disappeared.

            A couple weeks later, I flew with my five-year-old son and three-year-old Danielle to Denver to visit my parents.  While we were there, my mom was complaining about her elbow hurting.  I decided to imitate Danielle and stated, “Oh, you just need A LITTLE EXTRA LOVE.”  I rubbed my hands together like she did, placed them on my mom’s elbow, and closed my eyes.  I didn’t see colors.  My inner vision opened like a wide-screen TV and I watched my mom fall on the ice at Lowrey Air Force Base where she worked.  As she fell, she landed on her tailbone and cracked her elbow on the sidewalk.  The vision closed and I opened my eyes, relating to mom what I had just seen.

            Stunned, she remarked, “That did happen, and come to think of it, my elbow has hurt ever since.”  Continuing, she stated, “But son-of-a-bitch, it doesn’t hurt anymore!”  I concluded, “You’re kidding?!”

            Returning to Sacramento following this visit, my telephone rang.  It was Rosemary.  Her first words were, “I want to come see you for a healing.”  Stunned and confused, “I asked what made her think I could do anything” and she replied, “Weeks ago, I was laying flat on my back, in severe pain to the point I couldn’t get out of bed.  After just talking to you on the phone, I could get out of bed pain free.”  (You’re kidding?!)

            She wasn’t kidding.  As she continued to tell me what she was dealing with now, “bleeding for a long time, had a D & C, which didn’t stop the bleeding….and now they want to do a complete hysterectomy” (which she didn’t want)…  As she spoke, my eyes felt so heavy, I had to close them.  My inner vision opened and I watched a beautiful violet light coming from the left and the right to the center of my vision, pulsating, and flowing outwardly.   I didn’t know what it was, but it was pretty and I was mesmerized by its beauty.

            When she stopped talking, I could open my eyes.  I said, “Rosemary, this is Friday….why don’t you come see me at noon on Monday.  I don’t know what I can do to help, other than offer a kind word or positive affirmation, but just come.”

            Monday, at noon, Rosemary was on my doorstep.  Embarrassed, I explained that I forgot why she was coming.  She reminded me, “I was bleeding, don’t you remember?”  I replied, “Oh, that’s right.”  But she asked, “Did you do something already?”   Continuing, “Because I haven’t bled since we talked on the phone.”  (You’re kidding?)

            My journey as a healer began and continues to present moment.  Miracle-minded, I started Miracle Publishing & Distribution to get books created to teach people how to do what I do.  Every home needs a healer.  I also created Miracle Healing Ministry, ordained as  a minister and achieving my Ph.D. in Religious Studies.  Having initials behind my name, I was told, would give me “more credibility.”  (Whatever….)  Regardless, ol’ Dr. Glo-bug is here to just lighten things up!

            Last week, a woman called and asked for an appointment.  She had been depressed and crying for two weeks.  She came to my home and we chatted for a couple hours.  Her face looked drawn when she arrived and she sparkled as she was leaving.  The following day, she texted me and said she looked at me the day before and I was glowing and looked 20 years younger.  Knowing the dark night of the soul I had been through in previous years, she said, “I think our Glo-Gloria is baaa-a-a-ack!

            Twenty-eight years ago, I was in California teaching a workshop, instructing participants how to give and receive A LITTLE EXTRA LOVE…experiencing miracles in their day-to-day lives.  I met a married couple, Lou and Ruth, that day.  Lou had been given a death sentence prior to his arrival at the workshop.

            Last month, I received a call from Fresno and invited to their 70^th Anniversary party.  I was honored.  Lou said so many nice things to me, in gratitude, that it wouldn’t have been possible without me as an instrument so long ago.  I sent them a large donation towards recliners as a gift and wrote them a Personalized Fairytale:

Passing the Torch

            Once upon a nowaday time, a Lady (named Gloria) was reflecting upon her soul family.  She had just turned 70 years of age, which coincided with dear friends/spiritual family of hers.  On November 11^th, Lou and Ruth Federico would be celebrating their 70^th Anniversary as man and wife.  It was especially easy to remember them because their new beginning together began the same year as the Lady’s life.

            Meeting and falling in love with strangers came as simply as breathing air for the Lady.  Some merely passed through her life, while others lingered as “Keepers” for decades with the ever-new freshness of Divine Love leading the way.

            As Gloria pondered Lou and Ruth’s upcoming celebration, she was reminded of the specialness she felt with them in her life.  Putting her thoughts to words, she felt the emotion of why God had allowed them to meet on the individual spiritual journeys of their lives.

            As the Lady thought of Lou, her heart smiled.  She remembered his height, a gallant man she could look up to.  She recalled his eyes and was reminded of his soul smiling back at her.  She heard his voice and memorized it in case they would seldom speak.

            During a health challenge for Lou, the Lady heard God speak and say, “This is a life worth saving.”  Lou lived the teachings within the Bible.  Everywhere he went, he lit up the world with his humor, his smile and his joy, using kind words and noble actions.  He was kind and good and loving.  Lou “Passed the Torch” of his inner glow of Christ Light to everyone he met.

            Lou’s beautiful beloved bride, Ruth, was a Divine Complement to him.  He knew it, she knew it, in fact everyone knew it.  Seldom does a couple arrive at a 70-year Hallmark moment of celebration that took the love, blood, sweat, and tears to make it a long-lasting Twin Flame Anniversary to last throughout eternity.  But these kids (of and in God) did…and even made it look easy to do…

            Ruth, as the second half of one heart, loved her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and even the children of others.

            Ruth had such high moral principles, values, integrity, and love for others – it couldn’t help but leak out in her actions in daily life with relatives, friends, and strangers.  She made it look effortless to pick up the phone, start talking, and be able to pick up where you left off last.  Ruth knew how to be a loyal friend.

            Ruth’s heart had a dream of teaching all children the moral fiber of Jesus’ message to humanity.  She imagined teaching every child how to love, as well as how to live in an ever-changing world and consciousness.  She dreamed and spoke her wish into the heart of God that she would vow to Pass the Torch of knowledge to the youth in our modern-day world of today.

            Together, Lou and Ruth parented their offspring in such a way that the children had nothing but pride and gratitude for their parents and upbringing.  These apples didn’t fall far from that Family Tree!

            In feeling such love and devotion to Lou and Ruth as a couple, the Lady realized a deep knowingness of why she considered herself part of their Soul Tribe.  Through her travels, she randomly met people and held them to her heart.  In tears, she would thank them for passing through her life and showing her love.  Should they never meet again, “with skin on,” she would treasure that Divine Moment of getting to have the pleasure to even meet at all.

            Such was the “random meeting” with Lou and Ruth.  To know and to feel in the deepest depths of one’s being – when the Heavens open up and show a soul the meaning of unconditional pure love.  To hear the words is one thing, but to feel it is another…  In that glorious meeting, they “Passed the Torch” of their inner Christ Love to Gloria and she…to them.

            As the hour arrives on November 11, in the Year of Our Lord, 2023 – celebrating 70 years as man and wife, Gloria’s Spirit of Love is present, although her physical body rests in a faraway land.

            For seven decades, Lou and Ruth have carried a torch for one another, their heirs, and for humanity.  They have lived long enough to see great changes occurring, as well as the upcoming spiritual awakening for humanity.  Every step along the way, they slowly relinquished responsibilities and knowledge to others, while Passing the Torch to all future generations, leaving their mark of greatness on one and all.

            Happy Anniversary Lou and Ruth!!   When we cast our bread upon the waters, we can presume that someone downstream (whose face we have never met) will benefit from our action, even as we enjoy the gifts sent to us from a donor upstream.  (Maya Angelou)

Thanks for touching my life…with love,  Gloria D. Benish, Ph.D.

PERSONALIZED FAIRYTALES, UNLIMITED

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            Not just in November!  Every day of my life, I have so much to be grateful for.  As we advance into our final month of 2023, I hope that you will take the time to think of the things … even simple things you have gratitude towards.   It keeps your frequency and vibration high, gives you unlimited energy, and helps you manifest the things you DO want to attract into your life.

            The name of my dream Center will become “A LITTLE EXTRA LOVE” (Spiritual Healing Center.)  It is where it all began for me, it has taken me through daily life for 35 years, demonstrating its simple truth when we apply it personally in our lives.

            I hope you have a beautiful Christmas!  I believe that 2024 holds some amazing forthcoming events and spiritual experiences that will be unprecedented for each of us as we reach the zenith of a planetary spiritual awakening.

            Until next month, take care…I care…

Now and always,

Gloria D. Benish, Ph.D.

Alias:  Dr. Glo-bug – Just here “to lighten things up”

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