I get a call Friday while I am in a health food store in Baltimore. I pick up and a lady from New York says that she heard about me from a friend, and that she would like me to help her with her panic attacks. Though she is medicated with the most advanced drugs on the market to date, she said she still has panic attacks that lasted sometimes 3 hours, and she asks me to help.
She also wants me to work with her daughter. I say that I would call her on Sunday to set up a time for the following week, when I would be back in New York.
Now, what I am about to say is very important, because I do pretty much the same thing with everyone in terms of a general procedure for opening up blocks. This woman asks me for some homework, anything that she could do over Shabbos and on Sunday, until we would talk again and schedule her appointment. While she is still on the phone, I do what I do and look into her particular situation and open up some general blocks for her, and give her some homework to do.
Now, what is amazing to me is that when I called her on Sunday to set up a time for the appointment, she says, “what did you do to me?”. I ask her what she means. She says that on Shabbos (Saturday) morning, she started to have one of those long panic attacks, which typically last for a few hours. “I don’t know what you did, but it only lasted for 15 minutes, and afterwards I was fine, without any of the usual residual stuff. I felt absolutely fine afterwards.”
Really, all I did was a general “clearing” and give her homework that would take a couple of minutes. She had a couple of sessions with me, with improvement.
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