Miracles DO happen.

By miracle I mean an “amazing or wonderful occurrence”. Same as it says in the dictionary.

That word miracle has widely come to be associated with acts of god, which was maybe relevant a few hundred years ago when much of life revolved around spiritualism and superstition and any event out of the ordinary could be considered miraculous. A flash of lightening on your birthday perhaps.

Not so much now though.

A hundred years ago, Amazon delivering your toothpaste next day might have been considered an “amazing or wonderful occurrence” and goodness only knows what those same people would make of the international space station. Today though, to us world weary cynics, it takes a little more than a wonder of science for us to consider something to be a miraculous event.

Yet still, inexplicable things DO happen, and on a regular if somewhat random basis. How? Why?

I could give you a thousand examples of miracles and you can google another thousand of them yourself. But let’s take as an example one of my favourite stories about a world-famous poker player (I have been known to play a little poker). A man called Doyle Brunson.

Doyle has been a professional poker player since the late 1940’s. Touring the backroads of America he ground out a living in pokers wild west era, at a time before the game became widely known. By no means a bad man, Mr Brunson spent his lifetime earning his feed through gambling and consequently by taking money from others less able. So he wouldn’t perhaps be considered as one of Gods natural favourites. Which was unfortunate for him because while still in his thirties he was diagnosed with terminal cancer and given just months to live. He had no chance whatsoever. An operation took place purely in the hope of extending his life long enough to see the birth of his daughter, and that was pretty much that.

Fortunately for Doyle though, his wife Louise WAS one of the chosen ones. A devout Christian who had spent a lifetime of doing good deeds at the church.

Louise took to praying for the terminally ill Doyle and if that were the end of the story we might never have known of it. But Louise Doyle took the art of praying to a whole new level. Louise is one of the true believers. With the help of a well-known faith healer, she undertook a “healing crusade” of prayer. A crusade on an almost industrial scale. She publicised and organised everyone and anyone to pray for her husband until thousands were praying away with a single common purpose. To cure and to save her husband. And lo and behold, the terminally ill Doyle Brunson’s saw his tumours shrivel away and he found himself not just in remission but fully cured. At time of writing Doyle Brunson is eighty five years of age. A modern day miracle.

You may be asking what on earth has this got to do with our search for CT? Generally as already discussed, we don’t believe in a god and are downright sceptical about divine intervention.

Well as ever, I would ask you to look at this miraculous happening in another way. Firstly, lets take the religious aspect out of it. Completely. Leave that part firmly in the hokum and ancient myth pile. Once we do that, what are we left with. Well, a whole bunch of people praying. Or, more specifically, attempting to transmit the same telepathic thought. Because what else is bulk praying if not just that?

Now let me suggest something else. Drag your line of thinking away from the fact that it was the sheer compound weight of numbers that achieved the desired effect. I’m sure that was your first impression as it would be for almost anyone else.

Think instead that the “miracle” wasn’t caused by the compounded bulk of people thinking the same thought, but by the fact that because, with so many people involved, it vastly increased the odds that ONE among them had the ability to make something happen. One person actually could transmit Telepathy of sufficient strength and suitability to get though. To be able to achieve the desired result. Even though that one person was almost certainly unaware of posessing that ability.

Seems more likely doesn’t it? As mentioned previously, simply because I have the same two legs as an Olympic sprinter, it doesn’t mean I can run as well as him. Some people will be better at CT than others.

Oh. And the same odds defying cancer remission also happened to Doyle's wife. And then to his daughter. There is someone in their circle of contacts who I would really like to meet.

Healing through prayer is possible. That much we know. So what is the difference that makes that work for some people and not for others?

Miraculous, seemingly impossible events occur every day. Not many of them involve several thousand people wishing/praying for a specific outcome to occur. But many of those apparent miracles likely had the RIGHT person wishing that particular outcome would occur. The RIGHT person.

The people with these capabilities are out there They just need to be found.

Which is why I’ve bothered putting a lifetimes work out into the open with all of the risk and ridicule that comes along with that decision. Because it could quite possibly be you I need to find. Who knows until you try?