Student Letters

Student Letters - Part V

My name is Matt Clapper and I am a student of Master Guy Savelli. I'm going to relate an incident that occurred this past summer with my fiancé. When I first met her I told of the training I am involved in with martial arts. I had witnessed many times when people with injuries or fatal diseases had been helped and/or cured of such problems. I have had a few instances on my own where I was able to help a person in pain or with some minor infection or disease. My fiancé being a medical doctor however was and is extremely skeptical about these types of mental healing or paranormal healing phenomena. She is very confident and in her profession and is held in well regard by several of her peers that I have met. Her view is that "I know some people believe in it, but I don't want to hear about it." In one instance she had had a minor cut on her thumb. To look at it, one would not be impressed and expect it to heal in a day or two. She had had this injury for probably a month and a half, though it only flared up when she golfed. There was a time when many of the resident doctors at her hospital were invited to a special event golf outing. She was very aware of how much money was spent for each person to be there, and it bothered her that some people didn't care and didn't socialize with the others or bother to play (most were novice players). Even though her hand had bothered here a lot. She played out the 18 holes, but later complained to me that it was bothering her most of the summer and that she was worried because it wouldn't heal. I felt sorry for her, and in my heart knew that I should try to help her with the techniques Master Savelli had taught me, but I must confess that I chickened out. I told myself that it would probably heal on its own anyway. About two weeks later we were driving after she had recently played golf again. She started to talk about how her hand was bothering her still, and that she was upset that it wouldn't go away. I immediately felt very upset with myself because this had been going on for about two months now, and I had ignored it and done nothing when I knew I should have been able to do something. I told my fiancé that I would try to work with her hand and see if I could help with the pain. She let me take her hand but immediately started talking about something in a rambling manner. I got the sense that she was humoring me and just didn't want to hurt my feeling when nothing happened. (She later confirmed this for me). After about 30 seconds, I couldn't concentrate anymore, I was becoming angry that she wouldn't be quiet for me. I did get the sense that something had happened although I couldn't prove it, even to myself really. It was kind of just like a gut feeling, if I had to BET a hundred dollars or more on whether something had happened to relieve her pain, I could NOT honestly bet that nothing had happened, it was like if I did bet against it and it turned out that her hand didn't bother her anymore and I lost some bet because of it, I'd have been extremely angry for not trusting myself when I KNEW that something had happened. That is the best way I could describe it, kind of like a certain uncertainty.

When I was finished I asked her if her hand felt any better, and she thought for and moment and said sincerely that it felt a little better. My heart had kind of dropped a bit at the 'little' but I just blamed it on the fact that she wouldn't let me concentrate. Two weeks later I asked her how her hand felt, and I believe she started to think back and then said it hadn't hurt at all since the time in the car, even though she had played golf a few times since then. I asked her if in her opinion she could honestly say that nothing did happen as a result of the short time I had spent with her, and she said that no she could not say that. Coming from her, I was impressed that she said this because I know she didn't want to.