This is my ongoing journey from when I first heard of Joao Teixeira de Faria to date. As you will read through, Dom Inacio’s saying applies throughout. St Ignatius de Loyola says: “For those who believe, no words are necessary. For those who do not believe, no words are possible”. It is an honour to know Joao de Deus. If you are familiar with numerology, one thing we have in common apart from believing in God and the Entities' healing works, is we have the same number in numerology.

It has taken me time to write my experiences, encounters, as initially I considered them to be part of my own spiritual growth. After a few years, and as an official guide of the Casa, I decided to share my “encounters” of this fantastic journey. It is factual.

In 2001, I met Rita (now a dear friend) for some acupuncture to help me have some relief of my multiple sclerosis. On the second occasion, she mentioned a Brazilian Healer, called Joao, who performs miracles. As she spoke about it, my intuition was telling me I will go and meet this person when I am ready. To go even further the year 2004 came to my mind.

In the summer of 2002, I felt some frustration about my M.S. and my condition (one of those days). I even called God to help me. The night of that same day, I dreamt about being driven in a blue taxi on a very dusty road in a village or small town. I asked the driver to stop as I had to make a call to give some very good news. “That I was told, I was cured”. He stopped at a small café. As I was making my call I looked around at the murals. One painting particularly struck me, as it showed a very big red nose. When I woke up I was full of energy and remembered my first thoughts when I was diagnosed I suffer of Multiple Sclerosis. When told, I said to myself the “M” French word. I realised it was big and it would take some time to cure. I even saw it would take 12 to 14 years. Since I have remained very confident as I was before anyway since I was born. Positive and never give up, ever.

In 2004, Rita invited to join her group. For personal reasons, I couldn’t make the journey however I gave my photo to be submitted to Joao. On her return, no surprise as a cross had been drawn telling me I had to go to the Casa for a “spiritual divine intervention”.

In April 2005, I went with Rita’s group. As per the entities’ protocols and message I went straight in the “operation” line. When I came out, I had tears and tears I couldn’t control. I didn’t feel ashamed on the contrary, I felt a sensation of release and happiness. It must have helped get rid of a lot of “luggage” I was carrying to assist me on my spiritual healing. I went back to the pousada (bed & breakfast style hotel), slept and slept and slept even more. Although my surgery was invisible, it was very powerful.

After somewhat recovering, and taking it easy as per the protocols, I went for a drink with the group. As we were chatting away, I turned around and suddenly saw the murals representing a clown with a big red nose. As I looked at it, I searched into my mind where did I see this red nose before. It took me quite a long time. Suddenly, the dream I had before reminded me of this picture. I knew then that I am in the right place. As I was around new people (now friends), I didn’t mention anything. Trust & Bleieve!

One evening, we were playing cards. I needed to go to the bathroom. On my return, I mentioned I felt a strange sensation of something negative as I approached my room. We carried on playing. When it was time to rest, walked in the corridor and out of nowhere I landed on the marble floor with some fracas. Everybody rushed to me, even the owners. I am 194cms tall wearing glasses. By the force of the fall I should have broken my nose and chin, not mentioning the spectacles. I sat down, trying to realise what happened, touched my face for any trace of bleeding or cuts. None of it. Went to sleep (well excelly).Next morning, everybody expected I would have at least a black eye, swollen nose and chin. All I had was my upper lip a bit swollen, and a twisted red mark under my left eye. The twitching continued for a while during my stay. This was a sign the entities were working on it.

On this particular journey, for no reason, I was drawn to write many pages, asking people to forgive me, asking for help for my children, asking for success. I placed these many pages in the prayers’ triangle at the Casa. Writing about all the weird and beautiful dreams I had there is for my memory and growth. However, I have to mention one particular night, the night of my revision.

I followed the protocols, prayer, dressed in white and a glass of Blessed water (which I call Holy water). Lying down in bed on my side, I had a strong feeling of a presence. I have to keep my eyes closed. Suddenly, I felt something warm on my feet, “something” turned me around on my back, and then my arms moved lifting the duvet in the shape of a tent or triangle. The warm sensation was going up my legs my stomach, my chest and arms. This is the funny bit, as this force was reaching my neck, in my mind I was telling God and the Entities, “I trust you, do whatever you have to do, I surrender to You, but do not make me a woman”.When I told my story at breakfast every body laughed their head off.

Another reminder to me of the entities caring healing is when I would come to the dining room or back home, people would say what have you been doing. I’d look at them and say “nothing”. They’d reply you look 10 years younger.It’s not I looked younger, simply the entities have taken away all the sufferings I didn’t realise I was carrying.

Another encounter is when in bed, they would play with my toes moving my legs as if they were soft and boneless. Sometimes, I could hear clearly my name being told loudly “MARCEL LEJEUNE”.

Now, what I am about to write will take some belief on your part? I never talked about it for about two years until that person had the same “vision”.I was relaxing in the pousada’s garden in a long chair as the aim of the journey is to do your own healing works. Contemplating the garden and flowers, I suddenly jumped. I saw what appeared to be TWO ANGELS. One or two feet above the ground, beautiful, serene, gentle faces, the man had a beard, the woman was just behind him, both dressed in long white dresses.As a human being, I jumped. They disappeared behind some wall. I waited for them to reappear on the other side. They didn’t. I guess as humans, we are not ready for this world, yet.This happened to me in April 2005 and again in September 2005. I can’t wait to see them again. They are so beautiful.But is it necessary, when you believe, you BELIEVE, you don’t need a PHOTO or another proof. They will always be there to me in my mind and in front of my eyes.

At home (London), I have three triangles and blessed water. At times, I need God and the entities help. I just put my fingers in the triangle or apply some blessed water on my face for protection while at the same time praying and thanking them.In my car, I have a small container with Holy water. I always touch it before starting the journey.

Still in London, I have had the feeling to be lifted off my bed, work being done on my legs, once a deep and loud breathing right next to me, and more. Certainly more to tell and to happen… Once in the main assembly hall, I was in meditation. John of God ihcorporated came to the stage. The energy was so powerful. As I looked at the stage, I saw like a "cloud" of green energies where light grey forms were moving around. Beautiul!

I am honoured and privileged to have been sanctioned as a guide to the Casa. Thank you, I love You!

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