A number of people have asked to post about my session with Rabbi Gershom, and although much of what I discussed with him is very personal and confidential, there are some things I can share. I was extremely apprehensive about talking to him, I had no idea of what response someone like me would receive from him. I should have listened to him and not worried about it. It was as comfortable as talking to an old friend. He is a very easy person to talk to, very outgoing, friendly and warm. He's also very kind and very caring. I told him the only memory that i have that is directly connected with the Holocaust-of being on the outside looking in while a gas chamber was being demonstrated. And he told me his analysis of it. During our first session, I did not admit the name of the person whose memories I possess-I was too worried about him saying I was crazy for believing that, but during our second session I did so. The most amazing thing that happened as a result of our first session was something I requested his permission to share. Just before we hung up, he told me that I have his blessing. Something that really surprised me to hear, I felt (and still feel) entirely unworthy of such a thing. What surprised me even more was that I perceived his blessing, just as I perceived the energy as it was released during the opening ritual at a pagan spirituality conference I went to earlier this year. It was like perceiving energy and white light at the same time-very potent. It started at the crown of my head and flowed down and into me from there. It was thick and slow-moving (the only visual analogy I can come up with is like the commercial where they pour Mrs. Butterworths over a stack of pancakes). There was also a vivid visual image that came with it. Rabbi Gershom spoke of building a bridge for healing in his first book, and what I saw in this image was that one had just been built, but that it was one of many that need to be built, and what those bridges would do is serve like sutures to pull together the raw edges of the terrible wound that the Holocaust made in the people on both sides, so that the wound can heal. I don't know if he said it, or if it was just part of the experience, but I recall the words "walk in the light". I was not sure at the time what that did to me, but there was a definite perceptual shift that had taken place. Something was missing that had been there before, I just didn't know what it was. I was off balance. It was suggested that I write to him and let him know what I experienced, and I'll let him explain what he told me: He told me not to overanalyze it, so I tried not to. Several days later, I realized what had happened. The divide between 'me' and 'him' was no longer there. And that's why I felt off-balance. I was no longer pushing 'him' away. There was no longer any 'him'. Only me. One of the side effects of that is that now when I look in the mirror, I see Himmler looking back at me, and when I look at a photograph of Himmler, I see myself looking back at me. In spite of the fact that our pictures as children not only are very similar, but if you reduce the opacity on one and slide it over the other, the features line up precisely, I had never seen the resemblance before between the adult Himmler and myself. I do now. It's rather creepy, but I've seen it before in other people that I know from the period. So, that's what it's like to talk to Rabbi Gershom. Anyone else like to share stories of healings?