by Amelia Williams
I had an experience which shows how our names can work in us. The story starts at the 2000 World Congress in Bali. I was with other helpers testing youth about their talent. As we stood after the latihan, one of the helpers asked “What is the meaning of your name?” I would have sat out, feeling no need to test that again.
But, there I was when suddenly the latihan shot through the top of my head and filled my being. My mouth then began to move with a name – and it was not my name “Galiana” given by Bapak, with which I was very satisfied. My tongue was unclear where to land, so I was not sure about all this. But clearly, something had happened!
I wrote to Ibu Rahayu while still in Bali and her reply arrived when I returned to California. “Yes, this was a true experience, but it is best if you use the form…” I preferred the name I thought I received to Rahayu’s ‘suggestion’ so I trotted myself to the helpers and explained that I received what seemed like one name and Rahayu revised it to another name. I did not say which name was which, just asked to test how each name is for my spiritual development.
First, we tested AMALIA. Ahh – a beautiful Persian garden of color and fragrance. What’s not to like? Then, we tested AMELIA – and WHOOSH! Up went my arms in praise. There was no decoration, just a direct connection to the almighty. Well, ok, then – that’s the name. I also received that it would help me to drop a lot of baggage. YAY!
It happened that I was scheduled for urgent laparoscopic surgery the next week. Since this is a minor intrusion to the body, I wanted to test if I could return to latihan or would have to wait. We all received that I would know when it was time to return. As it happened, I sustained a surgical accident during the procedure which resulted in the loss of half my blood, a stay in ICU, and months of healing.
I did eventually know when I could return to latihan. What I feel I experienced was the power of my new name getting right to work. Apparently dropping half my blood carried away much debris.
Wow. That’s an amazing story. Hoping Emmanuel is better!
Seasons blessings.