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A Few Of Chase's Healing Experiences: I remember my mother telling me, that as a boy of three or four year old, my legs were badly bow-legged. My family has a history of degenerative hip disease and I was the 4th child at that time, so they were already familiar with this unfortunate disability My parents took me to several specialists and all of them told my parents that there was nothing they could do for my legs and I would be bow-legged for life. My dad said you could roll a basketball between my legs. My mother was not satisfied with the doctors’ prognosis, so when she had heard about an old lady who did hands on healing she took me to her. My mother is a Fundamentalist Minister’s daughter so this was somewhat of a forbidden territory. She did not tell her parents or my dad at the time that she took me to this healer, but she wanted my legs to be straight prior to school, as she did not want the kids to make fun of me. The old lady took me to a back room and worked on me for about an hour according to my mother. She told my mother that my legs would be straight prior to starting school; she also told her I would work in the healing arts. My mother didn’t notice any change in my legs at the time, and left feeling confused. My legs straightened out prior to my first grade of school. I ran track in high school and did quite well. While growing up my mother didn’t share much about that experience with me. It wasn’t until I was in High School and working at a local hospital as an Orthopedic Technician that she shared the entire story. As an adult I married and had two children. I was in the Air Force and planned to make it a career. Among other jobs, I was a counselor and worked with many airman and their families with various problems. I was also an aspiring Fundamental Baptist Youth Minister. After 11 years in the Air Force, I had a Sudden Death experience at a Christmas party. I was the first person to have Sudden Death where it was recorded and survived. After two years of exploration and testing, I was released from the Air Force. During the testing process I had several Near Death/Sudden Death experiences and went through “The Tunnel” multiple times. During my journeys via “The Tunnel” I received a great deal of information about my future. However, at the time I thought I had dreamt it and did not want to apply it to my life on a conscious level; therefore, not sharing it with many people. It was scary enough with what I had to deal with let alone what I had seen and heard. The doctors did not give me very good odds to live as they did not know how to fix me and could not heal me. I was given a year to live. Needless to say we all felt very frustrated. For the first year, I simply resigned myself to die even though it did not feel right. After the first year and I didn’t die, I went back to college and finished my undergraduate and graduate degrees. It was after I had graduated from my graduate degree that I got clearer pictures of what I was suppose to do with my remaining life, or so I thought. I worked in a hospital as a Social Worker, counseling many patients about their future. I worked a great deal with the terminally ill and the elderly. After seeing patient after patient pass away with traditional methodology and with my own health dilemmas, I started to learn more and more about non-traditional healing modalities. I also taught at two major universities for several years, at both the graduate and undergraduate levels. Several years of integration and training in integrative healing arts time seemed to pass quickly. But then I had another spiritual and emotional awakening. My son was 15 years old when he was struck by a car as he and a few friends were walking along the side of a country road on a messy, dark, rainy November evening. I was about an hour away from him at that time, and was not told how badly he was hurt. I was just told to come to the hospital. However, while driving to the hospital his essence came to me, which was very disturbing yet I then knew he had passed. I asked a friend who was driving me to the hospital to observe the time as Rick just left. His death certificate stated the same time of death as I saw him. Through a combination of personal experiences and my professional work it became clear to me that I was to focus my work in the healing arts on a broader level. For an appointment or more information e-mail: chase@chasecarter.org |
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