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In the 1990s my late wife fell into a very heavy depression. We tried everything over a period of about three years to get her back on keel. I don't know how many psychologists and psychiatrists we visited, hospitals, clinics and medicines of all kinds just didn't work.
A girl friend of my wife made the suggestion that we should visit a farmer in the mountains who was famous for his 'laying on of hands'. As nothing could be lost we arranged a day and drove out to him. His 'waiting room' was filled with quite a number of people and so we duly awaited our turn. My wife went in without me. When she came out after ten minutes I could see in her eyes that things had changed for her. In fact within one week she was free of the depression and could lead a normal life again.
This farmer had done nothing other than stroke the back of her head. She told me she felt heat move into her head and knew that everything was OK. We believed that he had triggered her own latent ability to cure herself.
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