It was such a honey-laden day with the Nile River flowing beneath my feet; the current combining the sweet grasses with the collection of papyrus that existed centuries ago.

I was on an excursion that was filled with nostalgia and joy as I remembered the wondrous opportunity of the Egyptian Nile in my blood. I was overjoyed to be seated on the feluccas that housed our life for the 4 days we sat contained on these wonderful uni-sailed boats drifting through the Nile waters in contemplation and ecstasy.

It was about the third day out that one of my friends asked me if I would “heal” the sight of a blind man. Though I do energy work and know that I am able to shift the vibration of others to create a new perspective of what “Is”, I know that we are each able to bring this about for ourselves.

So, I set my energy to bring a sense of well-being for this 70 year old man who held himself in complete trust of my work. I really don’t know how much “time” passed between this lovely older man and me. I do know that the sun was hot, the grass was so green and I could hear the cows lowing in the background. We stood on the shore of the Nile, on his farm land, surrounded by his children and a few of my friends from the trip. It was an idyllic setting.

When I was complete (I felt) and he was no longer registering anything that was unusual in a physical body, I looked at his face. There was a white, wet, dripping substance coming from his eyes. His voice was proclaiming “Humdalah”! I asked ~ “What does this mean?” It means, “Praise the Lord!” Though I knew that only several thousand years ago, Jesus the Christ had walked the self-same valleys, the value of what had been accomplished was overwhelming.

This was not the end as when I began to recount the experience to those around me at the time, they assured me that the they had seen nothing; the experience was all mine. Or was it! I do know that the wonderful Egyptian man in blue experienced the same as I. So who was hidden from the view?

As the day progressed, I thanked those around for their participation. Without exception, I received the same answer. “What are you talking about?” was the consistent reply. I soon became aware that what I had experienced was on a different plane (dimension) than what others had seen. Or was it outside their frame of reference and, therefore, unseen by them?

Quantum physics is proving that we each create our own reality. This experience stands out in my life as one of those in which each reality was a true creator-created event.