Roy E. Klienwachter

The Gift of Healing

(Why we get Sick and How we can Heal Ourselves and Others)

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About the Author

Roy Ernest Klienwachter was born in 1948 in the City of Vancouver, in the beautiful province of British Columbia, Canada. Most of his foot prints can be traced within the area of the lower mainland of the Fraser Valley.

During his early years, his mother and siblings lived in poverty. Roy and his brother took on odd jobs after school and on weekends in a small farming community called Agassiz. The days of cleaning out barns, milking cows, and lifting heavy hay bales brought in much-needed money to buy school supplies and clothes.

Roy sees that part of his childhood as healthy and rewarding. He always had a bit of cash in his pocket, and the physical work added muscle to his skinny frame.   When asked, Roy laughs about his impoverished childhood and says that he and his siblings used to fight the dog for table scraps.  

Roy was drawn to the typewriter at an early age. A minister at the local Anglican Church would allow him play with the old machine in his office on infrequent visits. Roy loved the typewriter because it represented abundance to him. The machine always had lots of A’s, B’s and C’s. It never ran out no matter how many times he pressed the keys. It was a magnificent letter factory. He spent most of his time filling pages with letters and words, enchanted by the sound that it made. 

Roy’s first attempt at writing a book happened when he was just nine years old. He was given a printer’s set for his birthday. The set consisted of small rubber letters that one assembled in a wooden block or stamp. There was enough room to get three short sentences onto the block. His very first master piece was three or four quarter pages stapled together. It took him most of the day to create it.  

In-between jobs included a wide range of side occupations. He played professionally as drummer in a band. He tried his hand at fur trapping and gas fitting as well as electronics.   After 15 years in a most successful business Roy closed the doors, to retire and develop himself spiritually. The following five years were devoted to reading and writing again. Roy is fascinated with the process of physical manifesting.  He has an insatiable desire to know how the system can be used on a conscious level to create on demand anything that one desires. Roy believes that this interest comes from his natural desire to know how things work. It is in harmony with his ability to repair things using the gifts that were given to him.

Today, writing is his main focus. It is his sincere desire to pass on what he has learned about spirituality and manifesting to those who are ready to move forward with their lives outside of the box.  This book was created in the hope that it will inspire people to become seekers and innovators. Roy’s fond wish is that his books will motivate others, and that they will impart what they have learned to others. This is a window of opportunity outside the box to create something that works, and to move away from things that do not.

Roy believes strongly that we all create the circumstances of our lives, and that we are not victims of it. He encourages people to be pro-active in how and what they experience in this lifetime, and others.

He believes that much of what he writes comes through from the spirit entity known as Joseth.

For more than three years he has channeled for Joseth, a spirit entity, which came to his pen each morning before breakfast. These writings are published on his web site at http://www.klienwachter.com.

The author was brought up Christian and attended many different traditional churches from Catholic to Pentecostal. He no longer belongs to, or claims any affiliations to organized religion. He respectfully acknowledges their place in history and now knows that there is more than what convention can teach.

 The physical world is a wonderful playground where we are free to express ourselves in any way that we desire, without fear of retribution or punishment from a jealous creator. Unconditional love is what we came from, and what we are and what we experience always.

Roy’s message is clear, it is straight forward and it rings loud and you do not have to try and find it. It will come to you if you are open to it. Do not be discouraged if you do not find it the first time. It simply means you are not ready to receive it yet. All things come appropriately to you when you are in the correct time and place. You cannot let something new in while you are holding on so tightly to that which is already known. You cannot receive until you have given away.

This book was written for you. That is why you are reading it now. It is appropriate that you are here at this time, and even if you do not understand at this instant, it will become clear later. Those who have read it have been truly inspired and have gone on to read other books by the author.

Opportunity is recognized with an open mind. Know always that you can throw the book away at any time you desire, or accept the gift that is being offered to you.

Introduction

The first series of books I have written are very basic and I hope to attract people that are just starting out. I have left out some detail and tried to make the writing very much uncomplicated. Should something I have written peak your interest I would hope you would read some of the other more comprehensive books on the subject. You will find them listed on my web site.

I would like to believe that those that have become aware would know that there is more to themselves than the body, and are willing to open themselves up to new possibilities outside the box, and become an expert on spirituality. They may not be able to express it, but they have a knowingness that is authentic.

Having a PhD, or being part of an organized belief system, has many drawbacks to teaching authentic spirituality. The truth about who you are is internal and changing, and you will find your truth within. There is no formal training for being a true spiritualist—you simple are one.

Doctors, psychologists, psychiatrists and clergy often write books that include many biases as packaged truth. Some of the things they write represent worn out clichés and metaphoric religious dogma. Their training often gets in the way of expressing what they know intuitively. They will side with established tradition, and take the easy or safe way out.

True spirituality goes beyond the safe zone and often puts the writer at risk. They cannot afford to let their true spirituality shine through their degrees, it just sounds like it does. At this point I must say there certainly are some very gifted professional people. With a little practice and awareness you will recognize them.

The first stories in this book will give you some insight into my early beginnings, and the family that I grew up around. All of us have an illness of some kind whether it be physical or psychological, it just may not have been discovered yet, or have a label attached to it.  

As with many families, mine was dysfunctional. We lived in poverty without a father figure. From my vantage point I was able to see the dysfunction, and I found a way to survive.

From ignorance, I lived most of the rest of my life, allowing my past to guide my present and future. I allowed those early circumstances to colour my present thoughts about how I would live my life.  My story will demonstrate that to you.

My sister and brother’s stories will also give you insight into how we carry over familiar behavioural situations into our present circumstances. The sad part of it is we do it from choice, freedom of choice, and it is so unnecessary. We may escape the prison, but we often bring the chains with us.

When I read this book for the first time after I had printed it, it was like seeing it for the first time. I cannot take credit for some of the writing, as I believe the message came through me and not from me. You may recognize some of it as being your story.

I do know that any kind of spiritual enlightenment does not come from a degree. You are qualified the moment you realize there is something more than what you know as yourself and you start moving toward it. The more degrees you have, or the more you try to explain it in human terms, the farther you move away from your truth. Spiritualism or spirituality is simply knowingness and this is what makes you, or anyone, an expert on the subject. It is a process and we all process differently.

As my books and essays continue to make less sense to me, I recognize that I am still moving to another level of understanding, I am moving farther along the path I have chosen and I am still experiencing my awareness. I do not want to stop at being an expert, nor do I want to pretend to be one. I am simply here to experience

The purpose of my book is not to give you a quick fix or lessons on how to live your life. It is simply to bring awareness into your life, though it is mine, perhaps you will benefit from it.

Spirituality “101” is not a means to an end. In fact, it has no meaning at all if you cannot experience it, and you do not want to miss the opportunity of a lifetime. Higher learning means nothing if you cannot apply it, or have gained no wisdom from the experience.

I am very proud of this book, and the other material that I have written. I hope they will have a great impact in the lives of the people who read them.

I cannot give meaning to this book, only you can do that.

This book is not about false hope or faith—it’s about understanding a process. That is what you are, you are in the process of living and creating everything in your life, including your own health and well-being.

Enjoy the book, loosen up a bit, open your mind to new possibilities, and then write your own book.

When you have finished this book, you will know why you are sick, why you are not healed yet, and why you have accidents. You will know the “great secret,” to staying well so that there is no need to be healed. You will know how to heal others, and stay away from accidents.

Before I begin I feel I must clarify my view on the term "God". I have used it a few times in this book and other publications and books I have written. I do so that I may communicate better with those who embrace the term. If you want to know more about my thoughts on the subject then my new book coming out in 2011, "The World Really is Flat and I Am God" will give an insight into what or who I know the creator to be. It is far more reaching than what you may believe now, and it's beyond the scope of this book. If you do not like the term, please ignore it completely... it makes no difference in the greater picture.

Roy E. Klienwachter

Chapter 1

 People I Meet That Are Sick

With more than 30 years in the service industry I have been in thousands of homes, and have been able to interact with people one on one, and see how they live. I have met all kinds of people, mostly healthy people, and some in various conditions of ill health. A couple of these people have stuck out in my mind and I want to share their stories with you.  

A recent visit with an older person stirred me the most. I met this man’s wife at the door, and we walked around the house, while I did my inspection. The house was a large, modern designed home, less than ten years old. The yard was beautifully kept and landscaped. The owners had spared no expense in keeping up the house and surrounded themselves, lavishly, with expensive furniture and fixtures.

When I had finished the inspection, the lady invited me to talk to her husband at the kitchen table. A distinguished grey haired man was sitting, hunched over the table, as I walked into the room. He spoke to me in a heavy Italian accent. I sat with him and talked for a while.

I learned that he had come to Canada as a younger man and made his fortune here. His kids were grown and had scattered themselves around the country. He also let me know that he was getting ready to go to mass. He goes to church every day to pray for his healing. He told me he was dying of cancer. For months he had been praying to God to release him of his sickness. The situation seemed hopeless, and his voice had a slight sound of bitterness to it. I felt an unusual sense of compassion for this man. He was talking from his physical consciousness and as he was doing so, I could see the beauty in his story from a different perspective—not clouded by his pain.

I handed him a crystal that I had in my pocket. I keep it there to remind myself at all times that I am well, and I have power over my health. I gave it to him to hold in his hand and told him a brief story about it. The expression on his face remains with me today while I watched the man clutch the crystal as a drowning man to a life preserver. I wished I had given it to him. He seemed to draw some comfort from it and, at that point, in his life, he was ready to grab onto anything that would give him hope. His money was totally worthless to him and he knew it.

The memory of this man has remained in my mind for some reason. Possibly because I have imagined him as a strong man in his day, with lots of power and money, but now wasted away to a portion of what he was, and ready to grab at any straw to hold onto the last bit of his life. His religion so far had failed him. His God was ignoring him, and he had nowhere to turn. The great secret had evaded him in the last days of his life, and  he had been so close to knowing the truth all his life. I felt helpless at the time to tell him anything that might comfort him. His situation had been a long process and I am sure he had heard it all. I believe that he had finally accepted the inevitability of his death but was still going through the motions of hanging onto hope and faith, for the sake of his wife

A School Mate

For most of my working career I worked as an electronics technician in a small shop in my hometown. During my tenure with this company I got to know some of the customers very well. One character especially sticks out in my mind. Reg was a funny person, a little crude and rough around the edges, but very good-hearted and I believe, one of the smartest people I know. He was very active and could not sit still for very long, ever productive and a marvelous inventor. He always had a project going, sometimes to the dismay of his family.

I never really got to know him that well, until I quit the job and started my own business. The man became one of my most admired friends and a great customer of mine.

His kids grew up and moved away from home and he eventually separated from his one and only wife. Reg bought a small house on acreage and outfitted his garage to do mechanical repairs for the locals.

He talked often about the projects he wanted to complete before he died.  Prospecting for gold and building a small hydroponics shed in his back yard were his future pet projects. Reg loved to fish and always had a boat or two in his yard that were in the process of restoration. He would fix them up to his liking only to sell them, and buy another to repeat the process.

Reg saved some money and had a very small mortgage on his house. He was financially secure but insisted on being productive. He repaired things, bought equipment, rebuilt it and sold it. This man never had enough time for prospecting, or building his hydroponics. He seldom made time for his most loved projects. The more available he was the more people would call on him. He was honest and reliable. Reg is in his seventies and the long hours were starting to show on him. He began to complain about being taken advantage of, and working too hard. He wanted rest, he wanted to get away and prospect for gold. Prospecting was something that he had done before and it was not just a pipe dream.