A leap of FaithI was asked to give a lecture in a University Dublin in 1997 on Psychology, Spirituality and Healing. My own Son was studying Psychology there at that time and the then President of the student Council, so I turned down the offer until my Son was finished College the following year.

Two of my Sons friends were the President and Vice President of the student council the following year and I agreed to give my talk in April 1998.

When I arrived at the College, there seemed to be a double booking for the lecture hall I was to use, the boys went off to make arrangements for another lecture hall, which seemed to take forever. At this stage there were a lot of people wandering in and out of the College wondering where to go for my talk, I was waiting in the College coffee shop with some friends.

The College and a Hotel behind it, share a large car park. When time seemed to be pressing we went out to see where the lads were and if the hall had been allocated. As we walked out into the car park there was an awful lot of activity and people everywhere, there were two fire brigades and two ambulances in the car park. I said we would go through to reception and find out what was going on when a receptionist from the college came running towards us, I asked what is going on over there and she said ‘A’ has had a fall.

I knew immediately that ‘A’ was my Sons friend, I dropped my things and ran across the car park to where all the activity was going on. There was a low wall around the back of the hotel with steps down at the back to allow for supplies to be brought to the basement of the hotel. Looking down from this low wall there is a thirty foot drop. Which is now thankfully covered.

When I reached the wall and looked down, there were fire brigade and ambulance men strapping A onto a stretcher. I was horrified A was in a coma and deathly white, and C his friend was kneeling beside him was a very strange pale green colour, the colour I now know to be shock. As they lifted A up the steps and brought him toward an ambulance, I seemed to spring into action without thinking or being aware of anything else going on around me.

As soon as they put the wheels on the stretcher I went straight to A, leaned over him and started doing healing. What I wasn’t aware of at the time was the fire brigade, ambulance men and crowd all stood back and watched. A was unconscious, he was wrapped in a blanket and wearing a very vivid orange helmet, I immediately noticed a hand that was showing was covered in blood and there was a huge bruise appearing on the side of his head which was also bleeding. I panicked thinking if this head injury keeps swelling the helmet will prevent it from coming out and will start to swell inwards. I put one of my hands over his hand and another over the bump on his head. As if by magic the blood on his hand just seemed to dry and appeared like a rusty coloured dust, the same happened to his head and the bruise began to subside, leaving no trace of cuts on his hand or head.

At this stage A opened his eyes and said Catherine thank God you are here, “now I know I will be alright”, and immediately went back into a coma. I put my hands over his torso and saw the most amazing thing I think I have ever seen. It appeared to look like a circular sink with black water swirling at a very fast pace as if it was going down the plug hole.

As I was standing there aghast at what I was seeing, white, hot light started pouring out of my hands and going into this strange looking vision, but it didn’t stop this swirling motion. I knew A’s life force was going, it was pouring out of him, I assumed that he was going to die if I didn’t do something really fast. So with all the intensity I could muster and calling in all the help I could, I poured healing into A for all I was worth.

Things suddenly began to change as if the white light when hitting the black just wouldn’t mix together, somewhat like putting cream on top of coffee.

All this time I was totally unaware of the effect all this was having on everyone standing around, seemingly everyone watching was flabbergasted by what was going on. Then amazingly the white started to merge with the black and I felt at last I am getting somewhere. Then to my horror, the white light began going down A’s body toward his feet and leaving his body. I looked up for the first time totally unaware how long this had been going on and asked C to help me, I just said ‘his feet’, C immediately went to A’s feet and put his hands toward the soles of A’s feet. I continued channeling the healing into A’s torso, it went down his legs, came up again and poured into what I would now describe as a black hole. When the black mysteriously turned totally to white I stopped. A woke again at that stage and said I am going to be ok, I said, yes and hoped he would be. I asked what hospital they were going to take him to and the ambulance men said the Meath Hospital, I asked C to go in the ambulance I would phone A’s parents and follow them.

When I arrived at the hospital, thankfully driven by a friend, because I was incapable of driving, it seemed as if a lot of A’s friends and people who were watching this scenario had already got there before us. They said no one was allowed in, I asked for A. L. and was unquestionably shown into a room where two Doctors were standing over him, he was again in the coma but opened his eyes when I appeared. I was shocked to see that the black hole had returned and was again swirling down as if pouring out of his back, I started doing healing again and yet again the white light firstly would not mix and then went straight out his feet. I went out the corridor and shouted for C. Again C without being told, put the palms of his hands to the soles of A’s feet. This time it worked like a dream and stayed, I intuitively knew that the hole that was in A’s spine had closed and he was going to be perfectly fine. I don’t know what the Doctors must have been thinking, but like the ambulance and fire brigade men, they didn’t question who I was or what I was doing. Which is strange in itself.

A woke up as his Father entered the room we introduced ourselves and again I was told I am glad you are here. The funny thing is I wouldn’t have been there if A hadn’t asked me to give the talk to begin with and He wouldn’t have been there if I wasn’t there.

I went off to a Hotel with friends to await a call from A’s Father when they would have the results of the x-rays.

I not only got a call from A’s Father but from A himself who incredibly was allowed home without a single mark on him from his thirty foot fall backwards. It was only then I heard how the accident had happened. The lads had been kicking a ball around in the car park, when someone said we had better go in, Catherine will be wondering where we are, A said one last kick, so a friend kicked a high ball towards A, A stretching up and running backwards to get the ball went straight over the low wall backwards and down the thirty feet onto cement.

The following day I heard the accounts from others of what they saw and experienced. Had I not played a role in this scenario I would have found the whole story a bit hard to swallow. A and his family came to see me the next day, all rather amazed by what had happened. Then the story became even more strange. A said he knew his back was broken and that he was going to die after the fall, but he looked up and saw me standing by the wall and knew he would be alright, when I told him I wasn’t at the wall but in the coffee shop and didn’t get there until he was on a stretcher and about to be brought up, he doubted it and thought I was confused, then C said that after A fell he ran down the steps, thought A was dead and looked up and also saw me at the wall, strange!

Seemingly when A was being taken into x-ray, he already knew he was perfectly fine and there would be no broken bones, but what startled him was seeing a man sitting in the x-ray room smoking a cigarette and laughing at him. Saying you nearly had it that time. A quickly realized that no one else could see or hear this man. So he asked him if he was really here or if he was hallucinating, the man said yes I am here, can’t you see me? And nobody else can see me, he told A that he was perfectly fine and would walk out without a scratch, which he did to a standing ovation.

A told me the next day that when he removed his clothes that night there was a lot of the rusty coloured dust on his shirt and trousers, but not a mark on his back. He said he did know exactly where he assumed his back was broken and said that until he saw me at the wall after the fall, he thought he was going to die.

There was a lot of concern over A’s fall the following day from people who were staying in the Hotel and saw what had happened and of course the College staff and students as well as the crowd that were in the college for the lecture. The papers got wind of the fall and wanted a statement the following day from me, which I refused, telling them that it was A’s story, not mine. Now with A’s permission I am telling the story of what to me was one of the most incredible and unbelievable things I have ever been a part of or a witness to.

I have often wondered why any of this happened, and for the life of me I just don’t know, what I do know is A is obviously destined for great things in life, anyone who takes a leap of faith [ as I jokingly call it] must have a very specific purpose in life.

by Catherine Campbell -

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