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Your Healing Hands:
Discover the Art of Energy Healing

BY MICHAEL STELLITANO
with MARRI RILLERA

Michael's Story
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EXCERPTS

I wasn’t born a healer; it didn’t pop out in me until I was in my twenties. I didn’t know what to make of it, and it took many years to wade through my own misconceptions and misunderstandings about it. What makes me special is the same thing that makes you special. We are all children of God. We are all specks of spirit meant to live our lives in unique and individual ways. Each of us has gifts that we are meant to share. Often we seek long and hard to discover what it is we are to do with our lives. Sometimes we forget to look at the simplest things. The Navajo’s say our gift is that we are here at all. Just breathing in and out is our gift to the world. But most of us feel we have to do more than that. Most of us feel we have to use our days productively, and actively give to others in some way. Whether it be that we help feed our fellow beings by farming, processing, packaging and delivering food; or we help clothe them by assisting in designing, manufacturing, wholesaling and retailing garments; or we help house them by working as loggers, carpenters, electricians, plumbers, architects, roofers, painters, landscapers, carpet layers and mattress makers; each and every moment that we participate in serving each other is beneficial to us all.

I’ve worked at a number of jobs in my life, but somehow the most important to me is what I’m doing now. I found my calling, my passion, and my place in life. I also found that hand-in-hand with learning to heal came teaching others that they can do this, too. I’m just a normal, everyday guy. I’m pretty darn average. If I can become a healer, then anyone can. It didn’t take getting hit by lightning or having a near death experience. It didn’t take formal schooling or degrees. It took being open to the natural gift inherent in us all. It took valuing each phase of life until I found how simple, and innate, healing actually is. It took a bit of courage to be odd or different, but mostly it took listening to my heart.

I was born in 1934, the second of six children. On the seventh day I was running a high fever, turned blue and was given the last rites. My mother fed me barley water and somehow I made it. We were raised on a 103-acre farm in Hopewell, New Jersey. We grew cabbage, tomatoes and corn; raised chickens and had some cows for our own milk. As a child I would get excited watching the tractor being hooked up to the corn sheller and going to the farmers market in Trenton with my father to sell our goods. My father was very, very strict – typically Italian; he didn’t show much emotion.

Living out on the farm, we didn’t have neighbors or much company. Sometimes all my aunts, uncles and cousins would come out and my mom would prepare food. It was a great event. It was exciting to see them.

We had a victrola. When we picked corn, our incentive was to keep picking until we got to the end of a row. Then we’d wind it up and listen to a record on the way down another row. I loved country music and we had Hank Williams to help us through the harvesting.

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Michael the Entertainer . . .
I would have gotten up to sing anywhere. I just kept letting musicians know that I was in the audience and asking if I could come up and sing. After awhile I teamed up with my guitar player friend and his brother, The Gladwell Brothers. They were good and had good harmony. I had this ability to be a front man. I did impressions. I wanted to be another Tom Jones. Finally, I quit the milk plant and worked full time as an entertainer. I was comfortable performing and got paid very well. At last, I was in my element.

I picked songs I thought the audience would like. Though I never knew how to read or write music, or what key I sang in, I had an ability to narrate, tell stories, mimic and create a flow. I somehow could feel what would work with an audience and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Eventually, I started deejaying, booking other acts and was in charge of entertainment for a 300-seat club. We had acts like Johnny Cash, Glen Campbell, Kitty Wells and Donna Fargo. I sang there, too.

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First Healing . . .
A year or so went by after learning to meditate. One afternoon I was having coffee in a truck stop in Bordentown, New Jersey. The waitress, who knew me, asked, "Mickey, do you have an aspirin? We’re not allowed to sell them here. There is a gentleman in the corner with a headache."

I shook my head no.

I put down my coffee and without thinking, got up automatically and walked over to him. "Excuse me, I think I can help you. I’m not going to touch you or anything." I don’t know why I said that. I had no idea what the heck I was doing. Something just compelled me.

I put my right hand over the top of his head. I didn’t touch him. I felt like I could do it, but didn’t know what "it" was. I just moved my hand above his head and his headache disappeared. He said his head started to tingle and the headache went away. I was both shocked and delighted.

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Some Interesting Healings . . .
One gentleman came to me suffering from insomnia. On the third treatment he informed me that he had been deaf in one ear since birth, but that his hearing had come back. This is a circumstance where I was treating the whole body, unaware of a particular ailment. It is always interesting to me how the body seems to have an innate intelligence and ability to take the energy and put it to work healing things we didn’t expect.

Another remarkable healing was a little Israeli boy, maybe five years old, on crutches. He scalded his foot with hot water. His mother pulled off his sock and the skin rolled off with it. She put aloe vera on his foot and brought him to me. He had two healings. After the first, he walked with no pain. He never blistered and never scarred. We could actually see the colors change right before our eyes.

A woman weighing around 300 pounds came to see me. She had a little tiny face, cropped hair and was in so much stress and pain. As I started to treat her, her whole body shook. It trembled. I’d never seen anything like it. I hadn’t even touched her. I was working only in her aura and she started to shake. She felt heat going through her body, relaxing her muscles. When I finally laid my hands on her she continued shaking so much I thought the table would break. I’d never experienced this. Thank God I’d seen something similar in a documentary on healers or it would have really frightened me.

She shook through the whole treatment. I treated her four or five times. It was not until the third treatment that she stopped shaking and a wonderful peace came over her. All of her muscles totally relaxed. She came together — mind, body and spirit. It was educational and amazing to watch this woman transform, as her muscles let go of all the accumulated stress and tension.

It is always difficult to predict exactly how many treatments healing might require. I was treating a woman with sciatica once. Up till then I’d had nearly immediate success. She had five treatments and we’d only put a slight dent in the pain. Then boom! On the next treatment it completely disappeared. Another gentleman came with pain in his groin, which he’d had for many years. After the first treatment he said his body, mind and spirit felt great, except his groin still hurt. My gut feeling was to treat him four days in a row. I adjusted the fee so he could afford to come. On the fourth treatment we got it. It never returned.

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What I've Learned . . .
It doesn’t seem necessary for people to believe that this work will help them or heal them. There is something about the energy that transcends thought or belief. Over the years I’ve seen time and again, people come in skeptical and leave relaxed and pain free. It doesn’t work the same for everyone, every time. It does, however, seem to bypass our limited thinking and allow the body to heal itself.

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When I was first starting out, I thought I was completely alone in this. I hadn’t yet found information about other healers or their experiences. What a fool I was. There are healers throughout history and all over the world. They work in different ways but there is a thread of similarity.

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I didn’t choose this life exactly. I mean, who would? It’s as though it chose me. Over the years, I discovered very simple and practical ways to place myself into the altered state or God consciousness that allows me to activate the energy into my hands. I knew I had to still my mind and when I became aware of some yoga breathing exercises, I got very excited. It helped me develop a treatment that works and one that others can learn quickly and easily.

This ability isn’t available only to me. Anyone with an open mind can learn to do this. My dream is to have a healer in every household. I want to help raise the consciousness of the planet to accept that we all can heal. We can learn to keep the aura clean and prevent disease. We can learn how our thoughts affect every cell of our body. All of our cells have consciousness and memory. They’re like little children playing in a playground. If prolonged periods of anger or hatred come, they get confused and don’t know how to behave properly. They go berserk and there goes the immune system.

We all have this energy. I hope the medical profession realizes this human potential one day. The medicine of the future was here centuries ago. It is energy healing. We can stay healthy with it.

There are many healers in the world today. Each has something to contribute. The biggest problem most healers have is accepting it. I know what I went through until I trusted it. I became good because I do it every single day. You simply have to try. You simply have to believe what you experience, and what others say they experience. You can learn to do this faster and easier than I did. It took me years to discover how to utilize what was happening to me. I wanted to share that process with others so they didn’t have to struggle. This was not a gift to be kept secret, but one to share. One to shout from the rooftops and offer to every living soul. Every day that I utilize this energy and offer it to others, I expand my experience of it. I’m a practitioner, a teacher and always a student. I’m still learning, too.

I choose to do this because it is my calling. I’m driven to do this. I must do this. It consumes me. It sounds crazy but I just want to keep going and going and going with it. I realize, too, what it is doing for me. It heals me. I can come into the office feeling out of sorts, but the minute I lay my hands on somebody my whole mind, body and spirit shifts. I’m constantly giving of this energy but I’m getting much more in return. It’s a spiritual exchange. It’s where I belong.

I have a dream, that everyone who works with my method will utilize it to help family and friends. If each and every one of us learned the simple and natural basics of energy healing, we would be able to help each other all the time. Not only with our everyday aches and pains, but also in crisis. Maybe in our lifetime, there will be more tangible research to show us scientifically how this works. Until then, we have to trust personal experience and anecdotal evidence. If we place our hand on someone’s head and they feel better, what does it matter if there has been no machinery to record what happened? Which is more important — the result or the research? What matters most is that a person is helped, feels better and heals. What matters most is people and how they feel. We each have a contribution to make in our collective health. What better contribution than to share our innate ability to heal ourselves, and others.

It is an incredible reward to help someone. I’ve had people come to me that had been to medical doctors, chiropractors and physical therapists without success. No one was able to help. When I can help someone who has lost hope, it is the most rewarding thing in the world. 

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I’m not sure the energy is exactly electricity but I was once attempting to drain a woman’s sinuses. She was sitting on my table with her feet suspended several inches above the floor. I was sitting on my rolling stool and my feet were resting on the rim of the stool. Neither one of us were directly touching the ground. My right hand was about three inches from her face and I was concentrating the energy into her sinus cavity. A visible arc of light leapt out of my finger to her nose. She jumped back. I fell off the stool. It actually knocked me off the stool and onto the floor. It felt like an electrical shock, like a small bolt of lightning. I saw the spark leap out of my fingers. She felt the snap on her nose and in her body.

I like to call this "electricity from God." It is a projection of some form of electrical or electromagnetic current. In the altered state of consciousness we are generating, to a lesser or greater degree, a tremendous current.

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In the next pages you will find step-by-step instructions to guide you through my technique. They are simple and based on much trial and error. In time you will find your own unique way of working with healing energy, just as I found mine. I hope that my years of discovery help you bypass much of the doubt. I know that what took me decades to learn will take you only days. This method quickly teaches you to observe and direct your breath, find the stillness of your mind, activate the light energy through your hands and convey it to others near and far. I hope it will also help you embrace the most important lesson of all, which is to have the courage to be your authentic and complete self. In takes courage to allow God to work through us. It takes courage to be different. But that is exactly what allows each of us to unleash the innate power of healing.

Helping out is not some special skill. It is not the domain of rare individuals. It is not confined to a single part or time of our lives. We simply heed the call of that natural caring impulse and follow where it leads.                                                 ~   Ram Dass and Paul Gormal

©2000. Michael Stellitano. All Rights Reserved. Your Healing Hands

Your Healing Hands: Discover the Art of Energy Healing by Michael Stellitano and Marri Rillera. ISBN: 0-910143-17-X.  $19.95


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