After information was provided to the client about her own journey, suddenly I heard the words "As to this called John. . . "  For all the majesty and sacredness in that room, I felt compelled to ask, "Is there a message for John?"  There was a pause, and a slight chuckle.  I heard uplifting and important words for John regarding our work, and then the angel said something meant for all of us.  This is what I heard - pay close attention to these words:

"It is thick here. . . thick. . . like syrup.  Sweet.  Taste the sweetness." 

And then it was over, John was back and coughing hard.  He remembered nothing of the "conversation" and was amazed to hear what had transpired.  He did relate that he recognized the angelic energy to be Gabriel, who has worked with John before. . . Gabriel, the Messenger, come to encourage John, my friend and mentor on this journey.  And come to encourage everyone we can reach with the message - Taste the sweetness.  I know now more than ever before how important this work is, to empower and enlighten.  To encourage and uplift.  To literally en-light-en the planet.   And I will never EVER forget the angelic message which is now an important inclusion in our teaching.  Live life to its fullest, savor every moment.  Yes indeed, taste the sweetness!

I'd become acquainted with John through the Great Lakes Medieval Fair, where he'd performed for years and where I spent many a summer weekend. A few years ago I was told about his spiritual website and when I read it, I was moved and excited as this was exactly what I believed as well. Three years ago, I went on a dinner cruise done by the Fair and got re-acquainted with John, who was the Fair's Entertainment Director at the time.  Shortly thereafter I was invited to teach the Fair cast medieval dance (one of my hobbies), and after the day's lessons, John and I talked for hours about spirituality, his adventures, etc., and I felt like we were fast (and old) friends.

Now about seven years ago, I had run an event for the medieval group I'm in (where I learned and teach the dancing) and when we cleaned up, I found a tiny silver ring with a beautiful ivy engraving on it. There was an inscription on the inside. I tried for months to find the owner to no avail and something told me to keep it, so I put it in the basket with my crystals. Keep in mind that I was just growing into my own Lightworker status and was definitely a "newbie" to spirit energy.

So, fast forward several years to the spring mentioned before, where John and I talked for hours and became good friends. That was in May.

The week before the Faire was to open, the first week in July of that year, I was poking through my crystals basket for something to take to work for good energy on a rough day. I touched that lost ring, and got a WHOOSH of electrical energy through my body, as if it were charged. I thought I had a pinched nerve! Having forgotten I had the ring, I picked it up and looked at it, and noticed the inscription on the inside - John 15:5. !!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gasped and shook and cried. I looked up the verse - "I am the vine, you are the branches. He who dwells in me and I in him shall have much success." Oh. My. God. I emailed John and told him I believed I had a message for him. He was intrigued but, after all his experiences, not surprised.

I had a reading scheduled with Sharon Prince the next day. Sharon is the reader who opened John to his past life and his present mission, and who has now written the book. She confirmed that the ring was a huge message for all of us (and I didn't understand at the time that I was part of that US). I was so overcome I practically ran out of the house!

Opening day of the Medieval Fair, I was wandering around when John found me, and we went to a relatively quiet area to talk. Shaking, I pulled out the ring and handed it to him so he could see the inscription. His face went white and he said "OH my GOD!!" I handed him a small cloth where I'd embroidered the verse so he'd know the reference. Then he got tears in his eyes, grabbed me, and held on as if he was drowning. We're both crying by then. When he calmed a bit, he said that he'd been behind his stage, praying for guidance - did God want him to give up the security of his entertainment profession to do spiritual work full time, is it time to really step into his mission? And then I showed up with the ring. !!!!!! So, hence, being the ring-bearer and Elvish (I am a very small woman!), my John of New name is Frodo! And I will be forever awed and grateful to Spirit that I was meant to be the safe-keeper for all those years of this special message to John. -  Holly Matson, Assistant to John

Diane had been suffering with a severe infection of the bone around her jaw and cheek which had necessitated removal of some teeth and some dental appliances. The front section of the teeth had been so deformed by infection they jutted out and interfered with her eating. We noticed that her left cheek was swollen and pink. She’d been through many medications that did not work, and her doctor believed she’d found something that might. Being a caregiver Diane had little money to spare on expensive medication. She decided to reach out in trust to neighbors for assistance although being new to the area she didn’t know them. She knocked on a door, showed the man what money she had, explained the situation and asked if he might loan her $20 until the following week. He warmly welcomed her in, told her he understood and could help her. He pulled out a $20, turned to her, reached for his zipper and asked her what she was prepared to do for him. In shock and horror she was able to run out the door without harm, ran home and cried for an hour. She thought to ask the nuns for help and comfort and that’s when she met Sue at the door. Funny thing . . . Sue had taken a wrong turn and had gone the very long route to the church. Had she taken her normal route, she probably would not have pulled up just as Diane got there.

Having heard the story and assured Diane that she was safe with us, Sue and I started to react to the miracle that was taking place. We told Diane that John Davis, a healer, was at the church this weekend, and if she was open to meeting him, she might be helped. At first she said no she didn’t have time as she still had a client to visit, but when I told her it would only be half an hour, she eagerly agreed. It struck all three of us what had happened – Diane had accidentally showed up at the church just when Sue happened to arrive and see her at a no-longer-used entrance, when John just happened to be in town, coincidentally two hours before we were to leave.

John completed his session with a client and opened the door to the prayer room they were in. I hugged Diane and escorted her back to meet John. I told her again that she was completely safe here, and John opened his arms and said “I need to hug you”. I saw her face as she was enfolded in God’s love – OH the relief! In his great sensitivity John also assured her she was safe, and asked if she wanted the door closed or left open.

In about half an hour we heard a great deal of laughter coming from down the hall. The door opened, and out walks a beaming Diane. She’s nearly bouncing in joy, breathlessly saying “I am healed, I can feel it, it’s so warm, Oh my GOD, I’m healed, I just can’t believe it, there’s no pain, it’s not swollen!!!” And indeed, her cheek looked exactly like the other, no longer swollen. “God can do anything! Oh my God, I’m healed! I can’t wait for my doctor to see this!” We talked for a few minutes, all of us emotional and basking in the joy, and after many hugs, Diane bounced down the stairs and left.

If Sue had not asked us to come this weekend. . .

If Sue had not taken a wrong turn. . .

If Diane had come two hours later. . .

If . . .

Thank you God, for allowing me the honor to witness this breathtakingly beautiful gift. I am forever changed. Thank you Diane for being God’s messenger so that others can know what He does for his beloved kids.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.