Healing with Chi Lel Qigong
What follows is an article I wrote a few
days after I got home from this workshop. Please keep an open mind
as you read it.
in the healing circle was a strange experience. I could feel
energy flowing around my body like a very elusive, very soft
and warm current, leaving me energized and tingly, almost as
if my entire body was humming.
I knew we were creating
an energy, I could feel it. But to expect it to heal anything??
Too much to believe. I'm not the gullible type.
I hung along the outer fringes of the group
gathering on the front steps and deck of the Community Center. I
watched as several mini-reunions took place. As more and more people
arrived, many of them recognized friends from previous Chi Lel Qigong
workshops. There were a lot of hugs, kisses and happy smiles, many
were just beaming at being there again.
All sizes, shapes, ages, and walks of life
were represented. There were young people in their twenties, one
woman looked to be about eighty, and all ages in between, the majority
in their 40s and 50s. Some were obviously well off and some were
far from it. The majority were women, but there were several men,
many more than I expected to see.
The cancer victims were obvious by the hair
loss, their eyes enormous in their faces, partly due to the gaunt
thinness, and partly due to having no eyelashes or eyebrows. A day
later I would realize that not one of them was a victim; they were
The joyous reunions went on as we all waited
in the warm October sunshine to register and be assigned a room.
In twos and threes we wandered off to check out the lodgings and
unpack. Our room was shared by five women. It had one full-size
bed and two sets of bunks. I quickly staked my claim on a bottom
bunk! My friend Judi chose the one above me.
That first night, Luke Chan, the leader of
the workshop, announced that he was changing the plan for the evening
because the Chi was so strong we needed to use it, we needed to
take advantage of it.
To start with, he 'set up' the Chi field.
I had never experienced Chi, but even I knew what he meant.There
was a certain indefinable atmosphere. He led us through a meditation
to further build up the energy in the room. Within a few minutes
I could feel it. I was tingly with it. We pulled the chairs into
three concentric circles, healing circles.
Someone would call out a category of illness:
arthritis, skin disease, cancer, heart disease, digestive disorders,
endocrine disorders, etc. Those who fit that category sat in the
center of the innermost circle. The rest of us directed healing
energy into the center.
We had to decide what we wanted to work on.With
such a large group each of us could go into the center just once.
I went in when they called out skin disorders. Just the previous
day my doctor had told me the mole on my face was pre-cancerous
and she thought the mole on my arm was already cancerous.
Being in the healing circle was a strange
experience. I could feel energy flowing around my body like a very
elusive, very soft and warm current, leaving me energized and tingly,
almost as if my entire body was humming. Directing the energy into
the circle was just as rewarding as it was to be inside the circle
receiving it. Everyone felt happy, a huge smile filling our faces
each time another group was finished. I took part but yet another
part of me felt somewhat detached.
I knew we were creating an energy, I could
feel it. But to expect it to heal anything-- too much to believe.
I'm not the gullible type.
By the time everyone had been in the healing
circle, it was close to 10:00 PM. We wandered off to whichever building
we were bedding down in, and the campers went to their tents.
I wasn't the only skeptical one. An older
couple, probably in their sixties, had come because of the wife's
heart disease. But the husband had doubts, afraid it was a scam,
worried that it was fraudulent like TV faith healers.
As we had listened to stories of healing,
it certainly sounded too good to be true, too far-fetched. And yet,
Janet, the young girl whose liver cancer had shrunk 25% since practicing
Chi Lel Qigong, was so sincere. Judi said in the spring workshop
Janet had been thinner and her hair was just peach fuzz. Now she
had a healthy glow, her hair was coming in with a slight curl, and
she'd put on weight.
The mattress was hard. I tossed and turned
all night. I've had chronic bursitis for more than 25 years. (I
lie on one side until that hip gets too painful, then I turn over
to sleep on the other side. When that hip hurts too much, sometimes
as little as half an hour, I turn to the other side again. I can't
sleep on my back because I have a degenerated disk and arthritis
in my spine, and lying on my back causes it to lock up. I'm used
to a water bed, which causes less pressure on my hips. I'm always
miserable when we go away and I have to sleep on a conventional
mattress. Even on a good day it's about noon before my body loosens
up and I can move without pain. Getting dressed in the mornings
is a slow and painful process.)
After breakfast, we broke down the tables
and got to work. We went through the first level form, step by step.
My definition of Qigong is a combination of stretching, working
the joints, visualization, and meditation, all at the same time.
One part requires bending down, stretching the fingers to the toes,
bending the knees and rotating the hips in a front-to-back circle,
then sliding the arms back up the legs and moving the back up into
a standing position, one vertabrae at a time. I haven't been able
to do anything like that for nearly three years.
That morning, I did it with the greatest
of ease! One completely fluid movement, smooth and flowing, no jerking,
no muscle spasms. And it was easy. It was pain-free. As I came up
that first time and each and every time afterward, I had an enormous
smile on my face. I couldn't believe I was able to move that way,
I hadn't been able to move my body around like that for years, I
hadn't been able to bend at the waist without pain for at least
And then I realized, getting out of bed and
into my clothes had been remarkably easy that morning.
It wouldn't last. Some part of me knew it
must be some sort of group hypnosis or something. How else could
I explain the fact that my body was so loose and fluid after doing
nothing more than sitting in a so-called healing circle the night
before? I was sure later in the day I'd be in agony because of the
workout I was inflicting upon my back and hips.
During the afternoon we practiced a standing
meditation in which you stand for several minutes with the knees
slightly bent. I did it, no problem. But we live in a 3-story townhouse
and I'm going up and down flights of stairs all the time. There's
a lot of leg muscle even if I am fat.
That evening we did more with the Chi field,
and by now I could really feel it. With my hands. Like a warm, delicately
gelatinous sphere, something I could shape with my hands. My normally
ice-cold hands were warm, andI felt energy flowing through my body
and all around it.
On Sunday we did wall squats. Simply described,
a wall squat is performed by standing with feet a few inches from
a wall, the nose placed on or very close to the wall, and you go
down into a squat but the heels of the feet must remain on the floor,
then come back up. Some people can't do them without being in a
doorway and holding onto the door jamb, others use the back of a
chair, some can't do them at all. I did five. They weren't perfect
(I couldn't go down all the way) but I was surprised I could do
them at all.
I was watching the man whose wife has heart
disease.He was glowing with happiness as he went through the routines;
he was into it with his whole heart. He was no longer skeptical.
Neither was I.
We left Sunday afternoon, drove the 5 hours
back to Cleveland. I spent the night on Judi's soft and lumpy couch,
got up the next day and drove the 6 hours home to Pennsylvania.
I didn't make a pit stop, just drove straight through, no stops.
I opened the door, stepped out and walked!
Didn't have to edge my way off the seat, use the door to pull myself
up and hobble until my stiff body loosened up. Nope, I just got
up out of the car with the greatest of ease and started walking.
For each day since I've done 20 minutes of
Chi Lel Qigong when I get out of bed in the morning, and another
20 minutes before bedtime. I'm increasing the number of wall squats
each day. I continue to be flexible and energetic, and my family
is commenting on how I'm running up and down the stairs instead
of slowly pulling myself up along the handrail.
I feel as if I've
discovered the secrets of the universe.
Judy Bayliss, Hershey, PA