The Day a Chinese Healer Pulled Medicine Out of Thin Air… And Healed Me (Ep. 2)

What if everything you thought was impossible… suddenly happened in front of your eyes?

In this deeply personal and miraculous episode, I share the extraordinary story of my healing session with Master Zhang, a Chinese Divine Healing Master with supernatural gifts. After 547 consecutive days of bleeding, failed medications, and endless searching, I experienced a moment that defied all logic—when she literally pulled healing medicine from the air and placed it in my hands.

This was the miracle that saved my life—and it opened the door to a new reality where deep, soul-level healing is not only possible… it's real.

Tune in to hear what happened in that room, how she scanned my body with her eyes, channeled spirit guides, identified stuck souls in my field, and gave me tools that led to an instant, lasting transformation. Whether you’re a skeptic or a seeker, this story will stretch the boundaries of what you believe is possible.

Healing is real. Miracles happen. And this is just the beginning.

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Transcript

HEALED with Nicole Mixdorf – Master Zhang Healing Miracle

Welcome to HEALED with Nicole Mixdorf. I'm so excited to share this journey with you today about working with a Chinese Divine Healing Master who blessed me with an incredible miracle along my path to healing from chronic illness. This miracle came back in December of 2019.

To set the stage, I had already been battling a recurring chronic illness for about eight years. I noticed it would flare anytime I went through major stressful experiences, and it also returned after each of my pregnancies. After giving birth to my daughter—my final pregnancy—I got very, very sick with a severe flare-up of ulcerative colitis that would not respond to any medication.

I had been working with Western doctors for a long time, and medication had always helped to calm things down when it flared up. But this time… nothing worked. I tried all the different meds, saw every specialist—IBD doctors, integrative docs, you name it. No one had answers. That’s when I decided to take my healing into my own hands. I deeply believed that there was a reason my body was behaving this way, and I was determined to find it. I knew in my bones that I was meant to heal—not just mask symptoms for the rest of my life.

Along the way, I worked with many different healers and explored countless healing modalities. It was my incredible Ayurvedic doctor who introduced me to the most powerful healer I’ve ever worked with—Master Zhang.

This woman’s abilities are beyond the scope of what we typically understand to be possible. Receiving a miracle from her completely changed my life. It opened my eyes to just how much more there is to this life than meets the eye.

So, as I share this story with you today, I encourage you to set your belief systems aside. Listen with an open heart and mind—and allow your awareness of what’s possible to expand.

At the time, it was December 2019. I had been extremely sick for about a year and a half straight. I had tried so many things, some of which helped a little, but ultimately nothing was working. I had become dangerously thin—down to nearly 100 pounds. I was told to stop nursing my baby because it was too depleting. Honestly, I was slowly dying. I was desperate.

When I got the call that Master Zhang was coming to the Ayurvedic spa, my doctor told me, “We have to get you in to see her.” At that point, I had already spent over $25,000 out of pocket on healing efforts. I said, “Are you sure she can help me?” She replied, “It is an honor to be in the presence of someone like this.”

That’s all I needed to hear.

I was squeezed in at the end of the day, and the appointments aren’t timed—they take as long as needed. I ended up waiting four hours, which turned out to be a blessing. On the table in the waiting room was a book called The Divine and Master Zhang. I highly recommend you find it—it reads like fiction, but it's real. I devoured half the book while waiting, and it helped prepare me for the unbelievable experience I was about to have.

When I was finally called in, I entered a small room where Master Zhang, a tiny Chinese woman who spoke no English, sat with a translator. There was a chair six feet from her for me to sit in. She knew nothing about me—nothing about my life, my health, or why I was there.

Then she stared at me intensely. She extended her hand and began scanning my body with her eyes. It was like she X-rayed me with her gaze. Starting at the top of my head, she read my brain, eyes, and more. When she got to my throat, she motioned in the air like she was digging into my thyroid from a distance and said, “There’s something here.”

I was shocked. “Yes,” I told her. “I’ve had a nodule in my thyroid for ten years.”

She looked again and said, “It’s benign. Nothing to worry about.” That was exactly what my doctors had always said. But how did she know?

She continued scanning and pinpointed other strange things in my body with eerie accuracy. Then she focused on my abdomen and said, “It’s red. Red, red, red. So much red in your intestines.” I responded, “I’ve been bleeding every day for a year and a half with ulcerative colitis.”

She peered deeper and said, “This is a rare form of bacteria. I don’t typically see it in this country. Have you traveled to China, Thailand, or India?”

I had—extensively, actually, due to my previous career in the travel industry. I didn’t recall getting sick abroad, but the first flare of colitis had occurred right after my honeymoon in the Maldives, off the coast of India. That clicked.

Western doctors had never suggested that ulcerative colitis could be caused by a bacteria or pathogen. It’s labeled “autoimmune,” with no known cause and no cure. But what she said made sense.

Then she did something even more fascinating. She read a layer of my aura and told me about my spirit guides, who appeared to her as animals. First, she mentioned a sea turtle. I nearly fell off my chair. Ever since my dad died in 2015, I had asked him for signs. He started sending me sea turtles. It’s our special connection. Not exactly a common animal, right?

Then she looked at me and said, “You’re a healer.” I asked, “Why do you say that?” She said it was because I had five spirit guides—most people only have three. (She has 300, by the way.)

I always felt like something was bursting to come out of me, but at the time I wasn’t calling myself a healer. I was doing corporate wellness—teaching stress relief, resilience, and self-care. I was helping people heal, yes, but not in the way I do now.

Then she read a different layer of my aura and said five souls of deceased family members were stuck in my energy field—three men and two women. Their souls had gotten lost on their journey, and their presence was actually blocking my healing. She gave me instructions for a fire releasing ceremony to release them.

But the most miraculous part came next.

She stood up and began “catching medicine from the air.” That’s literally what it’s called. And thank God I read about it in the book, because if I hadn’t, I would’ve thought I was hallucinating.

She prayed to the Medicine Buddha with her eyes closed, her spirit seemingly elsewhere. Then she began rubbing her thumb and index finger together in mid-air. Suddenly she said, “Come here. Put out your hands.”

I held out my cupped hands under hers.

Her thumb and finger began to swell and grow thicker—right before my eyes. Then, from her fingertips, clumpy, bright yellow powdered medicine fell into my hands.

No joke.

She prayed over the medicine, then told me to inhale it. I did—and it was the most intoxicating, beautiful smell I’ve ever experienced. Like the purest flower or herb. Nothing like it.

She never touched me. Not once.

She gave me all the materials for the fire releasing ceremony—stacks of fake money, origami papers to fold into gold bars, boats, and tubes, instructions for offerings, nine candles, nine incense sticks, and specific prayers to be said in each cardinal direction.

Because of LA’s fire danger at the time, I couldn’t do the ceremony right away. But within three days of seeing her, 70% of my symptoms were gone.

And the day after I finally did the full fire releasing ceremony… everything was gone.

The bleeding. The pain. Everything. I had been bleeding for 547 days straight.

It. Was. A. Miracle.

She gave me my life back. And I will forever be grateful.

Beyond the physical healing, that experience changed me. It expanded my spiritual connection. My meditations became deeper. Inspiration flowed more freely. I felt… transformed.

If you’re curious to learn more about this extraordinary woman, I encourage you to read The Divine and Master Zhang (Zhang is spelled Z-H-A-N-G). It will challenge everything you think is possible.

Now, I wish I could say my healing journey ended there. But unfortunately, years later, I got Covid—and it reactivated the colitis. It was devastating.

But that’s not where the story ends.

I found healing again—through a different miraculous modality. And eventually, I broke the pattern once and for all when I discovered the Akashic Records. I’ll share that story with you, too.

Today, I’m healthy. I feel good in my body. I feel strong and energized after 12 years of suffering. And that is the greatest blessing of my life.

I share these stories to expand your understanding of what’s possible. To help you believe in real, legitimate healing. Never accept the limitations others place on you—especially doctors.

I believe in Western medicine. It has its place. It supported me when I desperately needed it. But it’s not designed to heal you—it’s designed to manage symptoms.

If your soul knows there’s more out there for you, don’t stop looking. The answers are out there.

And I’m grateful to share some of them with you.

Thank you so much for joining me today. I look forward to seeing you next time.