DAHESHISM is a new religion, founded in 1942, in Beirut, Lebanon, by Saleem Moosa El-Awshee, known to his followers as "Doctor Dahesh".

We believe that the Christ-Spirit will incarnate on Earth as Twenty-Four Sinless Prophets; beginning with the Jesus of Nazareth in the first century. Dr. Dahesh was the 20th incarnation of the Christ-Spirit on Earth (for the 20th century). This is the meaning of the "24 Elders" described in The Book of Revelation:

The 24 Elders surrounding the Throne of God, with crowns on their heads, sitting upon thrones, worshipping the Slain Lamb

Jesus said "I am the Alpha and the Omega". In Greek, there are 24 letters. The first letter in the Greek alphabet is ALPHA ("A"). The last letter in the Greek alphabet is OMEGA ("O"). By saying "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last" Jesus was saying that He was to be the first and the last among the 24 Sinless Prophets. He would be "Sinless Prophet #1" who would appear in the 1st century and "Sinless Prophet #24" who would appear in the 24th century.

Dr. Dahesh was the 20th incarnation of the Christ-Spirit on Earth. He was number 20 among the 24 Elders that John saw in vision in the Book of Revelations.

Dr. Dahesh is quite famous in Lebanon, and well-known in Egypt and Palestine as a Man of Miracles. He is almost totally unknown in the rest of the world.

Dr. Dahesh performed thousands of miracles no magician or illusionist could perform. He was able to do this because he was the Christ-Spirit incarnate for the 20th century. He left many writings, including 5 books of divine revelation. This article will reveal some of his more well-known miracles.

You are about to read dozens of accounts of the miracles of Dr. Dahesh; most of them are first-hand eye-witness accounts of his astonishing miracles.

SAWLEEM MOOSA EL-AHSHEE (1909-1984) was born in Jerusalem in 1909, but spent most of his life in Beirut, Lebanon. He spent the last 14 years of his life in New York City. He died in 1984, in New York City. He died in 1947, in Iran, but was raised from the dead as was Lazarus.

DR. DAHESH is believed by his followers (Daheshists) to be a Prophet, and more than a Prophet. We believe he was in fact the 20th incarnation of the Christ~Spirit on Earth.

Daheshism

IN 1942 Dr. Dahesh founded his own religion, DAHESHISM.

Daheshism teaches that we are fallen angels, condemned to spend 6,000 lifetimes on the Hell-planets where the Sun burns our skin; where we age, suffer pain and injustice, and die. It also teaches that we are judged by our actions (karma) in life, and not by what church or religion or caste we belong to. All of us shall be "judged" equally, according to our "works" (thoughts/deeds/words), and rewarded or punished in the next life accordingly.

Daheshism teaches that organized religion is not necessary to be a good person and to lead a good life, but religion can be helpful for us to become better people, and the more good we do in this life, the greater our reward in the next.

The Miracles of Dr. Dahesh

THE miracles of Dr. Dahesh run into the thousands. The recorded published miracles of Dr. Dahesh run into the many hundreds. Published books of first-hand accounts of dozens upon dozens of miracles by Dr. Dahesh have been published by Mary Hadad, Elia Hajjar, Nicolas Daher, Loutfi Radwan (former chief editor of the Egyptian magazine Al-Mousawar), Yusuph El-Hajj, Najwa Brax, Ghazi Brax, Hami Dammous, Melhim Karam, Antoine Touma, Zeina Hadad, Khalil Zaatar, Basil Daqqaq, Majed Mehdi, Salim Onbargi, Antonie Issa, Pierra Roufaiil, Shiekh Abdallah el-Alaily, Dr. Fareed Suleiman, and many others. All of these people were first-hand witnesses of the miracles they write about.

WE will over cover a few of Dr. Dahesh's more noteable miracles in this article.

Speaking English At Age 3

THE child was still in the cradle when he was inflicted with an incurable illness. His father, who worked in a print shop at the American University of Beirut, became very worried, so he contacted Dr. John Smith, an American doctor and Protestant missionary that he had knew when Wadee’ah, his third daughter, became sick. Doctor Smith came to see the child and found him to be unconscious, so he used medicines in order to regain his consciousness, but to no avail. As his parents became desperate and as the Doctor was about to leave, the child suddenly rose after being cured in a miraculous way and conversed with doctor Smith in fluent English mentioning to him the name of the medicine that he should have used in treating him. The child was three years of age and didn’t even speak Arabic well, let alone fluent English. The doctor was amazed more than the child’s parents and asked him: “How did you know the disease and the medicine?” The child answered: “I am the cure to every disease.” The doctor became even more amazed and told his acquaintances of what he saw and heard, however, he did not know anything about the truth of who this child is.

Speaking Another Foreign Language Without Study

SOME elderly people who lived before World War I in the Musaitbeh neighborhood of Beirut—and Mr. Antoine Barood testified that while they were standing and chatting in the neighborhood, a strangely-dressed man from India passed by and asked them a question in they did not understand (perhaps Hindi). People crowded around the stranger attempting to communicate with him to no avail. All of a sudden, a child around five years of age passed through the crowd and approached the man wearing the unusual attire and speaking a different language and began talking to him in his same language with fluency. Signs of happiness appeared on the face of the stranger, thanked the child, and passed on his way. The crowd is amazed and asked the child how he was able to communicate with the stranger and in what language? He answered them: “He is an Indian who lost his way, so I gave him directions.” They were puzzled and said to him: “How were you able to give him directions and you are still a young child that doesn’t know the roads and you can’t even speak Arabic with fluency.” He answered them saying: “I am the Way, and I am the Guide.” The puzzled crowd asked each other about the name of the child and they were told it is Saleem El-Ashi (Dahesh).

The Prophet Elijah Holiday Miracle

IN 1920, at the Musaiby district, in Beirut, where Dahesh was living with his mother, the Christians were celebrating the holiday of the prophet Elijah. A child, riding his bicycle, was criss-crossing the street back and forth amidst the people; suddenly he had an accident. He fell to the ground, was injured,and his bike was completely twisted. The child started crying loudly.

People gathered around him in order to try to help him, but his crying grew louder and louder. The 11 year old Dahesh forced his way through the swarming crowds up to the injured child, and laying his hand upon him said,

"Get up and go home in peace. Your injuries have been healed by God's permission."

This miracle was not the first that Dahesh had performed in his childhood, however, it was the first of his miracles performed in public. And for a long time, the inhabitants of that distict in Beirut kept recounting it. They were baffled and perplexed by the miraculous power of child Dahesh. Among the many witnesses to this miracle are some members of the Baroud and el-Ashquar families, whose descendants today still relate the incident to their children.

The Miracle of the Re-Creation of a Book from Ashes

THE child Dahesh mastered reading on his own, and became passionately fond of knowledge. The economic condition of his family did not allow him to buy books, so he used to borrow them for pay from bookstores, and stay late into the night reading them.

IN 1925, the 15 year old Dahesh was the guest of his maternal aunt in Jerusalem. One night, he stayed up late reading on of the Holy Books. It did not take his illiterate aunt long to put out the kerosenes lamb in a rush, prodding him to go to bed in order to preserve his heath and the lighting fuel as well, since kerosene was very expensive and the family was poor.

THE young obeyed her wish. However, a part of the night had not yet been over, when the aunt work up, and saw a gleam light up the corner of the room (the family was poor and could afford only one sleeping room for everyone). There, the youth was sitting reading. She got up angrily to put out the lamp and hid it away, and she awakened her husband so that they may together discipline their disobedient nephew, who obviously had re-lit the kerosene lamp after promising not to.

THEY suddenly stood riveted to the ground, baffled and terrorized, for the lamb was not lit, but a strange shining beat of light was raditating out of the eyes of the 15 year old Dahesh; illuminating the book in the dark so he could read it!

THEY did not understand what was happening, and reaped nothing but fear. In the morning, they contacted few Christian clergymen, and explained to them what had occurred. The clergymen ascertained to them that the youth must be afflicted by "demonic madness", and that the book itself embodied an evil spirit.

THE woman and her husband came back home during the absense of the youth Dahesh, and they immediately fetched the book, and set it to fire in oneof the house's corners.

HOWEVER, no sooner had the youth returned than he requested the book from them. They denied any knowledge of it. He went striagh to where the ashes were, and striking upon them with his hand, the ashes became the same book they had burned to ashes earlier.

THIS miracle of creation had been witnessed by Dahesh's neighbors, the Murad family, who happened to be visiting his aunt at the time of the miracle. Its news spread out in the vincinity, showing fear of the young Dahesh in the minds of the ignorant and superstitious. This miralces was the first to draw the attention of the Christian clerics of Palestine, and caused them to conclude he was demon possessed.

The Miracle of Walking on Water Near Bethlehem

The Pools of Solomon just outside Bethlehem

THE following year (1926), Dahesh moved to Bethlehem. One day, on the banks of the Pools of Solomon (a system of small reservoirs built by the Romans), there was a crowd of Assyrians (Iraqi Christians) from Iraq who were visiting the birth-place of Jesus. Dahesh was curious and entered the crowd. One of the Assyrians mentioned Jesus walking on water, and that if Jesus was alive today He would walk on Lake Solomon. Dahesh suddenly said:

"What would you say about me, if I walked back and forth on the waters of the lake?"

NEVERTHELESS, Dahesh immediately began walking gradually on the surface of the lake, as if he were walking on the ground, until he had crossed the entire lake, and then turned back to teh starting point. The Assyrians started to shout "DAHESH! DAHESH!" ("AMAZING! AMAZING!"). From that day, Saleem's friends began to call him "DAHESH".

MANY baffled witnessed examined his shoes, and found them dry, so their astonishment grew even greater. And one of the witnesses, Mr. Kourueg Melky Abdallah, asked him, "How did that happen?" Dahesh replied, "I walk upon waters as I walk upon solid ground."

ON November 6, 1964, Mr. Kourieh Melky Abdallah gave an interview in the Beirut magazine Al-Liwa testifying to what he saw that day when Dahesh walked upon Lake Solomon, and Mr. Abdallah also gave the names of others who had seen the same thing that day in 1926, and would also testify to it.

The Miracles of Najib Dammous

Dr. Dahesh in 1942

NAJIB Tamer Dammous was the cousin of a early Daheshist named Yousef El-Hajj. On June 18th, 1942, when Dahesh was aged 33, Najib fell off a horse-cart. The cart ran over his head, crushing it and killing Najib. His cousin went to Dr. Dahesh and pleaded with him to help. Dr. Dahesh wrote two Rawmz (a "Rawmz" is a Daheshist prayer-paper). Dahesh instructed the man to take the two Rawmz and place them under the armpits of Najib; who was lying dead at the local hospital. This was done, and almost immediately Najib openned his eyes and started speaking clearly as if nothing had happened. His injuries soon healed completely.

The Miracles of the 72 Answers

MR. Edward Noon was an eminent lawyer in Beirut, and a former Lebanese government minister. He had been sent to Dr. Dahesh by the Lebanese ex-President, Besharar el-Khouri, in order to report back to him intelligence about teh man, and to look into the truthfulness or trickery regarding his miracles. The miracles he came to witness intrigued Mr. Noon greatly, and wishing to increase his spiritual knowledge, he wrote at home 72 questions relating to the history of humanity, its obscure origins, the intricate matters concerning man and religions which science has not yet decided upon their final truths. He distributed these questions over thirty typed pages, andleft an emptyspace between each of the questions allowed for answer to be written in.

MR. Noon then went to Dr. Dahesh's house in Beirut. Those present (Dahesh always had visitors during the day) were many, and they all went through Mr. Noon's questions. The pages were then put inside an envelope, and Dahesh conducted a Spiritual Session (i.e. writing and burning of a RAWMZ). Dahesh touched the burnt ashes of the RAWMZ, then touched the envelope containing the pages of the 72 questions saying, "You have your answers now!"

THE astonishment of those present was great when they immediately openned the envelope and found written between each of the typed questions 72 answers written in perfect penmenship.

WHAT took place with Edward Noon took place with me (Ghazi Brax) also, and with scores of those who used to visit Dr. Dahesh.

The Miracle of the Spiritual Messages

VERY often Dr. Dahesh used to request his visitors to pick up black sheets of paper, and to fold them inside their fists after having examining them on both sides and having signing their names on them. Then, at a glance of his eyes upon the their fists, these blank papers were immediately filled out with revelations containing counsels and clarifications, personal or general. The like of these miracles took place with hundreds of those who visited the Man of the Spirit.

The Miracle of the Post-Dated Newspaper

A certain Mr. Philip Hadshiti ("Hawd-sheetee") was a Paris-educated Lebanese man who was what we would call a "skeptic" and "debunker" and atheist. He would "debunk" (i.e. prove fraudulent) many of the physic-healers and spiritualists of Lebanon who prayed upon people's ignorance and superstition. Mr. Hadshiti had heard about the purported miracles of Dr. Dahesh, and, of course, wanted to do the same to Dahesh; to debunk him and prove him a charlatan. He contacted Dr. Dahesh, and was invited to the next Spiritual Session at the House of Dahesh in Beirut. Before getting to the House of Dahesh Mr. Hadshiti bought a morning newspaper, and while he read it he wrote some questions he wanted to ask Dr. Dahesh in the margins of the front page. He took the newspaper with him to the House of Dahesh, with the intention of asking Dr. Dahesh the questions he had written down on the margins of the newspaper.

MANY Daheshists were there at the House, and observed what happened.

AT the Spiritual Session Dr. Dahesh prepared a RAWMZ, then burned it with a prayer. Dr. Dahesh then asked Mr. Hadshiti if he believed in God or not. Mr. Hadshiti ("hawd-sheetee") replied:

"To tell you the truth I do not believe in God and I announced that frankly in Paris during my sojourn there."

"What do you want me to do to make you believe and show you that you are greatly mistaken?"

"A miracle!"

Mr. Hadshiti looked at the newspaper in his hand, and suddenly his voice shrieked in horror. The newspaper he bought and held was for the 28th of November, but the edition in his hand read "December 3" of the same year. The only problem was, it was November 28th, and December 3rd was still 5 days into the future. The entire newspaper was different. Different articles, different photos, different date. The only thing that was the same were the "Questions" that Mr. Hadshiti had written on the margins of the paper, questions he intended to ask Dr. Dahesh. The questions were still there, in Mr. Hadshiti's handwriting.

ON December 3rd, Mr. Hadshiti bought the morning issue, and compared it with the newspaper that appeared in his hands in the House of Dahesh, and they were the same; same articles, same photos, same everything.

Philip Hadshiti told hundreds of people what had happened including journalists and other skeptics.

The Miracle of the Incarnation of Nada

THIS miracle took place in 1943, and its witnessed were many; among them were Dr. George Khalsa, the renowned Lebanese dermatolgist and professor at the French Faculty of Medicine in Beirut. Mr. George Hadad, brother-in-law of the then Lebanese President, andhis wife the lady of letters, Mary Hadad.

WHILE they were meeting with Dr. Dahesh in a Spiritual Session, a pretty young girl suddely materialized out of thin air in front of them, in the full light of day, in Dahesh's parlor in Beirut. They were all overwhelmed with astonishment, and thought they were imagining things. However, the girls surprised them by saying,

"Do not think that you are being victims of your imaginations, for what you are seeing is a real truth. My name is Nada, and I have come to you from another material world."

NINETEEN years later, the same young girl visited Dr. dahesh; she had become by that time one of the inhabitants of the Earth. She was of the same age in which she had been incarnated 19 years earlier, and she was wearing the same dress, and carrying the same handbag. This was witnessed by those who had been at the Spiritual Session 19 years earlier. This was not communicating with the dead, because Nada had not yet been born on Earth when she appeared 19 years before.

The Miracle of the Bird in the Painting

Mary Haddad

ACCORDING to the Arabic Infancy Gospel of Jesus Christ, when Jesus was a small baby He could talk like a grown person. The Infancy Gospel also relates that when Jesus was a small child He made birds out of clay, and would say to the clay-birds "fly away" and the birds would come to life and fly away. The Arabic Infancy Gospel was never part of the Greek New Testament, but the Arab speaking Christians believed it was inspired and historical.

MRS. Mary Hadad was a writer and fine artist who has numerous paintings; one of which is exhibited at the Luxembourg Museum in Paris. A painting of hers shows a bird pirched on a tree. Once, prior to the great persecution, Dr. Dahesh was taken over by the Spirit, and, pointing at the painting, the colors stared moving in it. The bird in the painting became three dimensional, took flesh, blood, and feathers, and hopped into the lap of the painter, Mary Hadad. The bird's place in the painting however, remained blank. When Mary Hadad related this miracles to her sister (the wife of the Lebanese President) she and her husband concluded she had gone insane, and later have her committed to an insane asylum.

The Miracle of the Two Watermelons

WHILE Dr. George Khabsa was accompaning Dr. dahesh close to the Hamadeh Pharmacy in Beirut, the Man of Miracles suddenly was taken over by the Spirit, and, addressing his companion, said, "Look at that peddler." And right acorss form them , a few feet away, he saw a vendor standing by a cart of watermelons, trying to sell them. Dr. Dahesh made a hand signal, and immediately a watermelon rose up into the air, then fell to pieces on the ground. He repeated the signal, and another watermelon rose up and fell down to pieces.

Dr. Khabsa, who had seen such miracles many times before from Dr. Dahesh, asked him, "But, why did this happen? This vendor is poor, and this loss will cost him dearly!" The Holy Spirit answered him through Dr. Dahesh:

"I have done that before you, in order to show you that justice applied to all beings of all statuses. It takes effect in a natural way, without people recognizing the manner of its application. This vendor, for example, gained today more than he should have, and his impermissible profit, though little, was righfully lost by the crash of the two watermelons. And had I not shown you this by the miracles in order to draw your attention to the fact, the car would have anyway flid into a pit inadvertently, and the same two watermelons wouldhave rolled over and fallen to pieces."

Mr. Edward Noon was not a Daheshist at the time. After the assassination Mr. Noon approached the Lebanese Press, and announced what Dr. Dahesh had done, and read to them the prophecy, and this was published in the newspaper Al-Jaridah on November 29, 1963.

The Healing of Miriam Mizrahi

MIRIAM Mizrahi, a woman from Palestine, was afflicated with leprosy in Jerusalem. She had been treated for a long time, but the horrible disease overcame her and reigned supreme over her body. Her fingers, nose, and parts of her kips and ears habe been putrified, and she reached a miserable state, and a horrifying appearance.

UPON hearing of the news of the miraculous healings of Dr. Dahesh, she set out to see him in Beirut, accompanied by her brother. A Spiritual Session was held for her, attended by more than 30 highly educated individuals, among whom were 5 physicians: Dr. Abdel Ahad, Dr. Khouri, Dr. Achi, Dr. Abu Suleiman, and Dr. George Khabsa (a dematologist), who had vertified that her form of leprosy was incurable.

THE Man of the Spirit had previously addressed an invitation to all the Lebanese physicians to attend the Spiritual Session. However, they were apprehensive to attend. During the Spiritual Session, Dr. Dahesh touched with his hand the body of the sick woman, and immediately new flesh appeared, the drevasses in the body and face filled out, and every diseased part was restored to good health, and the withering away body, which had been called upon by death, regained its freshness. All of the physicians present (several of whom were Daheshists but the rest were not) later testified to journalists and others what they had witnessed.

The Miracle of Noah's Dove

Mr. Halim Dammous

ON June 11, 1943, a Spiritual Session was held, attend by Joseph Hajjar and his wife, and Halim Dammous, the author of The Daheshist Chronicles.

AND as soon as Dr. dahesh was taken over by the Spirit, those present began to hear the fluttering of invisible wings. Immediately after that a snow white dove suddenly appeared out of thin air in the room; away from Dr. Dahesh, and away for any piece of furniture or wall. It landed upon the shoulder of Mrs. Hajjar, and in its beak was a green olive twig wet with water.

THE Holy Spirit explained, through Dr. Dahesh, that this dove was the same dove of Noah, and that its Sayyal (essence) ahd been preserved in a special world, after its death.

THE dove remained in the house of Dahesh for over 6 months, during which it used to fly from one room into another, and land upon the shoulders of visitors, and eat out of their hand peacefully. However, in the morning of December 27, 1943, those gathered in the House of Dahesh saw the dove suddenly soar around the head of the Man of Miracles. It kept soaring over him higher and higher, diminishing in size little by little until it became the size of a bee, yet preserving the shape of a dove, and it kept getting smaller to the degree when the eyes could not see it anymore. And that is how it went back tothe world from which it came.

The Miracle of the Jogging Crowd of Egyptians

IN 1971, Dr. Dahesh was in Egypt. One day, sitting in a car, in one of Cairo's broad streets, he was accompanied by a few friends among whom was Mrs. Zahid, a cultured lady of society. He was suddenly taken over by the Spirit and said: "Look over there!" All of a sudden, hundreds of Egyptians that were walking in teh street began to run. All of them, with no exception, old and young. men and women, were moving in teh exact same manner; like they were all jogging in unison.

THIS surprising strange scene brought laughter to those who were watching, as much as it filled them with astonishment.

A few minutes later, Dr. Dahesh made a hand signal at the jogging crowd, and suddenly, all at once, the hundreds of them returned to their normal clam walking. For a second time, this scenes was repeated. Then, the Man of the Spirit holt his friends:

"I have shown you this to demonstate to you how people turn into what is similar to machines, if the Spirit wanted to inspired them into doing a certain act.l and the pwer that made hundreds move in teh exact same manner, can move hundreds of thousands and millsions as well by one idea that would lead them to war or to peace, according to their merit, and without realizing that behind their actions is a Spiritual non-human power. Adequate justificating reasons would then be introduced into their minds to do what they must do."

Mrs. Zahid is still alive today and lives in Connecticut. Others too who witnessed this are still alive and will testify to what they saw.

The Miracle of the Duplicate Daheshes

ONE of the most astonishing of the miracles of Dr. Dahesh is what happened to Mrs. Mervat Zahid; a highly educated woman. Once, in 1966, from her home in Beirut, she called the home of Dr. Dahesh in order to speak to him about a certain matter. The call was answered by Miss Zeina Hadad, duaghter of Mrs. Mary Hadad, who said,

"Dr. Dahesh is in Tripoli [about 60 miles north of Beirut] visiting the Al-Mullah family. He went there yesterday, and spent the night at thier home. If you want to speak to him, herer is Al-Mullah's telephone number: _____________."

MRS. Zahid dialed the number which begins with "9". Dr. Dahesh answered her directly. She had a conversation with him, then hung up. She called back to the home of Dr. Dahesh in Beirut tothank Zeina for giving her the Tripoli number, and to tell her that she had actually spoken to Dr. Dahesh at the Al-Mullah home. And here the surprise was! For it was Dr. Dahesh himself who answered her call from his house in Beirut! She was greatly astonished, because, only a few moments before she was speaking with him, but he was in Tripoli, 60 miles north of Beirut.

SHE asked him,

"How could this be? A few moments ago I was speaking with you, and you were in Tripoli?"

"Never mind, never mind, you can call me at any number you wish, and you'll find me there."

"How could this be possible, while we are still subject to the natural laws of the Earth?

"Wherever you call me, there you will find me; for I will be everywhere you would look for me."

THE persons she had called at their homes swore to her that Dr. Dahesh was with them at the very minute had had called, thus affirming his simultaneous presence at four difference places far part from each other.

The Testimony of Tawfiq Haqaq

The following appeared in the Lebanese magazine Burooq Wa Ru'ood in 1968. It is the testimony of Tawfiq Haqaq Ph.D., and the miracles he witnessed. He wrote:

The Miracles of our Prophet:

As I go back in memory for twenty-five years, to a period in my youth where I was full of curiosity and searching for the truth. I remember my first meeting with the Great Beloved in his residence, in a Beirut neighborhood. During my visit, I found myself surrounded by an elite group of intellectuals: Halim Dammous, the poet; Youssef El-Hajj; Abdullah El-Alayli, the scholar; Professor Bishr Faris; the famous Dr. George Khabsa; Daniel Oliver, the British orientalist; Viscount Philip De Tarazi, the founder of the Beirut Public Library; and many other important people from Lebanese and Arabic circles. I was then very daring and bold. I would argue, examine things closely, and not accept what I see easily without referring back to my father, may God have mercy on his soul, and my mind. I would not accept any spiritual miracle at its face value, but rather, I would examine and study it. It didn’t take long for me to realize that the miracles of Dr. Dahesh were far away from sleight of hand deceptions and are not related to any discipline not whatsoever. They are real miracles that human minds and powers can never reproduce no matter how capable they are. In this manner, I was like a person lost in the desert and seeing a mirage, however, soon after I have realized that what I am seeing is reality. What is astonishing to me was the modesty of Dr. Dahesh—no matter how great his accomplishments were in the eyes of his followers.

The Miracle of the Photograph

The first miracle that I have seen carries within it the meaning of great love that lives within the heart of this great human being. I will refrain from mentioning the name of the individual who is the object of this miracle in order to avoid any embarrassment: One night, I visited Dr. Dahesh at his house in Beirut while suffering from melancholy. Some people were the cause in my separation from a person that I love. All of a sudden, Dr. Dahesh was taken by the Spirit and said to me: “Tawfiq, you seem to be worried about your sweetheart because she is away from you and her parents refuse to allow you to marry her. What can I do to make you happy? Do you want me to bring her to you here in this room?” Halim Dammous, jumped up as if he has been electrified and before I had a chance to utter a single word in response to this offer and he said: “No Tawfiq, don’t do it, because you’ll cause so much trouble for yourself. Ask for something else…” I immediately responded by saying “at least, I would like to have her photo.” Dr. Dahesh smiled and said: “so be it, my friend. Give me your cigarette pack.” I cut up the white top of my cigarette pack, folded it, and wrote down my request from the Spirit. In a blink of an eye, the photo of my sweetheart appeared on the paper from the cigarette pack. The pose was that of my sweetheart standing in front of her house. All the people present were astonished and Halim Dammous proceeded to document this miracle in the “Daheshist Chronicles."

That night, as usual, I was full of doubts and questions. My father’s attitude made things worse, because he refused to believe that this miracle took place and went on to accuse me of having some sort of a hidden interest that ties me to Dr. Dahesh. The next day, when I visited the Great Beloved, he was taken by the Spirit and said to me: “Give me the photo.” Although he didn’t say it, but I read in his eyes him saying: “do you doubt what you saw?” He took the photo and stroked it with his fingers and the paper turned white. He stroked it again and a photo of my sweetheart in a different pose appeared. She is now holding a cat in her hand. I kept that photo for over twenty years until the time my wife, may God forgive her, tore it out of jealousy.

The Miracles of the Orphanage

I would never forget an amazing miracle that took place and witnessed by the individuals I mentioned earlier. Dr. Daniel Oliver was the overseer of an orphanage in a remote Lebanese mountain location. Because of the war, Dr. Oliver did not receive the fund transfer he is due—after all, it was 1942. The orphans were in dire need for help and no one available to help. He was very worried and wondered what should be done to get some funds in order to keep things going at the orphanage. A Spiritual Session took place while we were together, where Dr. Dahesh was taken by the Spirit and in a matter of seconds; the pockets of Dr. Oliver became full of money. He couldn’t believe what he saw and started to touch the huge sum of money to make sure it is real—a sum that amounted to 23,000 Lebanese Pounds, which is the amount of fund transfer that he was expecting. What was so strange about this miracle is the completion of this transaction through wire transfers to the Bank of Lebanon and Syria in a Spiritual way. Dr. Oliver and his friends confirmed that the bank transaction took place. This miracle occurred in the presence of twenty-three persons. Among the witnesses were Dr. Tawfik Rizq, the owner of the famous Rizq Hospital in Beirut and Edward Noon, the ex-minister of parliament and lawyer.

The Miracle of the Rare Arabic Script

Among the miracles that I have witnessed and attended by most of the people I mentioned and centered on Viscount Philip De Tarazi, who declared that he doesn’t believe in miracles or anything that has to do with the Spirit. Dr. Dahesh told him while sitting next to him “Tell me, what would you like?” So, Philip thought for a few seconds and said: “I have an expensive, rare, and ancient Arabic script that I keep in my residence. Bring it to me and I’ll believe in the existence of the Spirit.” Dr. Dahesh was taken by the Spirit, leaned towards him, and held his hand saying: “Take it, here it is.” We all were astonished to see the ancient script, with its black cover, present in their hands, while poor Philip started to shake and then reached to his pockets and pulled out a ring of old keys that included the key to his metal safe where he kept the rare and expensive scripts.”

The Miracles of Water Changing to Wine

Once, we were sitting at the dining table having the most delicious of foods and Dr. Dahesh was sitting at its head eating vegetables. Dr. Dahesh was taken by the Spirit and asked us if we would like to have a tasty Spiritual drink. When we did not answer, he smiled and he looked at the water pitcher and we did as well. All of a sudden, the transparent water has turned into a sweet red wine. We all tasted it, however, doubt got the most out of me and I thought that I am under the power of suggestion, so I went to the bathroom to wash my face several times and then returned after five minutes or so only to see the wine still in the pitcher with its luscious taste and unusual aroma. It is worthy to note here that Daheshists do not favor drinking, most of them follow a vegetarian diet consisting of fresh vegetables and fruits, and most Daheshists do not smoke.

The Miracles of the Resurrected Birds

Another miracle took place during the transmutation of water into wine that left a lasting impression on us: While we were having food at the table, Youssef El-Hajj walked in carrying a birdcage containing two nightingale birds. He said that he just brought them from the village and he cares for them so much, because they keep his company. Dr. Dahesh asked him to put them in the kitchen. In a matter of minutes, the Dr. addressed Youssef wondering why the birds are quiet. Youssef went to the kitchen and came back with marks on his face that reflected the sadness of his heart and said briefly: “the birds are dead.” We all stood up except for Dr. Dahesh and rushed to the kitchen to see the birds lying motionless on their back at the base of the birdcage. We returned to the table and continued our meal, this time in silence to be respectful of Youssef’s feelings, who had his head down and took to food in such a way as to compensate for his sadness. The loving heart of Dr. Dahesh comforted him saying: “Don’t be sad my brother. Go to the kitchen and you’ll see the birds singing.” So it was.

The Miracle of the Rock of Chebaniyeh

It is only appropriate to mention one last miracle that took place during one of the Spiritual Sessions: While we were gathered in a closed room, a huge rock began to slowly descend into the room in a Spiritual way and in front of many believers. What is so strange about this was that all windows and the door were locked and with security metal bars that would prevent a rock this size to pass through. Beforehand a group of Daheshists had visited the village of Chebaniyah and in the park was a this huge rock which some of us sat upon. Once we returned to Dr. Dahesh's residence, one of our party mentioned how nice it was to sick upon the rock together as friends. Dr. Dahesh then had a Spiritual Session, and the very same rock that we sat upon descended slowly from the ceiling into the center of the room. The ceiling was not touched, but the rock passed through the ceiling as it descended like a balloon slowly loosing air. We were absolutely speechless. It later took workman many hours to remove the rock from the house with hammer and chisel; one small piece at a time.

Aside from these miracles, I have witnessed many since I have returned to the Spiritual path only days since my return to Lebanon from the United States. If I had a chance to elaborate further, I would have. Since our knowledge in science and Spirituality is limited, and since the Spirit is by order of my God, I would leave the explanation of such miracles to those who are knowledgeable, for they know their content and importance for this materialistic world that is about to destroy itself. They would have to decide if such miracles act as a warning to those who follow materialism or as good news to those who are spiritual. (Barooq Qa Ru'ood, issue #2, 1968)

The Testimony of Salim Onbargi

SALIM was a Palestinian Muslim living in Lebanon who had the good fortune of getting a university education in the United States. He married an American woman, and worked as an engineer and salesman in the U.S. and the Middle-East. His younger brother Ali told him about Dr. Dahesh, but Salim was agnostic and did not believe that anyone could perform supernatural acts, until he saw with his own eyes his brother Ali instantly healed his own wife's face of burns and scars by using the ash from a burnt RAWMZ.

Ali decided he would bring his wife and children to Lebanon for a Summer vacation, and it was cheaper to take a merchant vessal than a plane. Before he flew to America to pick up his wife and children, he decided to stop buy and meet Dr. Dahesh.

The following appeared in Al-Lewa magazine, issue 85, August 12, 1964.

Salim Ongargi with Dr. Dahesh

As I sat across from Dr. Dahesh, he clipped a small piece of white paper from a large sheet and asked me to write my name on it then hold it in my fist. I did what he told me to do and the small white paper had immediately transformed into a single Lebanese Pound with my name in the same exact location. At that point, he asked me to fold it in the form of an amulet, place it in my wallet, and not to open it. I did exactly what he told me to do.

Months later, my parents had insisted that my wife and children, who resided in Chicago for over 10 years, accompany me to Lebanon so that they all can enjoy the visit. The idea of traveling with me appealed to my family and in February of 1964, we all boarded the ship “Troutenfels,” departing from New York City and heading towards Beirut. However, on the way, we were caught into a powerful storm that threatened the ship and the lives of its passengers. The ship had to change its course, first to Bermuda and then to Cuba.

I wished to contact Dr. Dahesh upon our arrival to Beirut, so I called him on the phone. As soon as he heard my voice he said to me: “do you still have the folded Lebanese Pound?” I said: “of course.” He said: “You can open it now and you’ll see a very bizarre prophecy.” When I unfolded the Lebanese Pound, I was surprised to the point that I couldn’t believe my own eyes! On the Lebanese Pound was written: “Brother Salim Onbargi will arrive at midday on February 22, 1964, coming from the United States in order to spend the summer vacation in Lebanon. His ship had to change course towards Bermuda and Cuba due to high seas, however, will arrive safely to Beirut along with his family—his wife and two daughters."

Salim Onbargi later wrote a book in English titled Born Again with Dr. Dahesh.

The Testimony of Atifa Hawa Kumbargi

A young woman had horribly burned her face soon after her wedding, and feared she would be scarred for life. But Dr. Dahesh performed a Spiritual Session for her, and, using the ash of a burnt RAWMZ, healed her.

She testified:

After I had married, we lived in a small apartment in Beirut. About a month into the marriage, I was deep-frying when all of a sudden, hot oil splashed all over my chest and the right side of my face. I immediately washed my face with water and that made things worse and my face has become deformed. At that time, we were not financially able to afford the care of a physician, so I asked my mother for guidance and as a result, she had me accompany her to the pharmacy. The pharmacist at the Al-Sha’ar pharmacy told us that the burns are very serious and that he is skeptical about giving us any medication for it without first consulting a physician. After my mother had insisted, he gave us some medication. I also had asked my nephew, who worked at the fire department of Beirut, to give me burn medication, however, after he had a chance to see the extent of my burns, told me that my face will most likely remain deformed for the rest of my life. I returned home and remained locked-in, self-conscious that someone may see my deformed face.

Three days after this unfortunate incident took place, I heard someone knocking on the door. My husband had asked me to open the door and as I did, I was face-to-face with Dr. Farid Abou-Suleiman, the Beloved Prophet [Dr. Dahesh], and two others Daheshists. I was very surprised to see them and welcomed them into my home. The Beloved Prophet congratulated us on our wedding and then after few minutes asked me to show him the other room. When we had entered the room, he began writing the Daheshist prayer [Rawmz] for my sake and then after he had burnt it, he drew with his finger the Daheshist pentagram on my forehead. I don’t know exactly what happened, but the miracle happened and the burns began to subside little by little and then completely disappeared. By the next day, there were no traces of burns on my face, as if nothing had happened to me!

The Testimony of Chafiq Mukaddam

THIS appeared in the August 21st edition of Al-Lewa magazine (Beirut):

On Monday, August 7, 1964, I was present at the residence of Dr. Dahesh along with my wife, Rabab and also present was Dr. Farid Abu-Suleiman, when we all noticed Dr. Dahesh to be in a “Spiritual state.” Dr. Dahesh asked Dr. Farid Abu-Suleiman to write for me the Holy Ramz and have me sign it. In the Ramz he was asked to write down a request to have the horrific car accident, that I am expected to be involved with, be lifted. When he finished writing it, he passed it on to me so that I can sign it…we both signed it. No, doubt, I was afraid that an accident would happen to me.

I was returning from Al-Nabatiyeh, in Southern Lebanon, around 11:30PM on Thursday night when I noticed a disabled truck in the middle of the road with a muddy spot in front of it. I was driving at a speed of about 130 kph around the curve and couldn’t control the vehicle. I was face to face with an imminent horrific accident and imagined death awaiting me. I remembered the accident that Dr. Dahesh had prophesied and his promise to save me from it. Both, my family and I screamed… How we were saved and ended up on the other side of the road without any harm to my family or to myself is beyond me…I just don’t know!

All that I know, a hidden Power took the car that I was driving from one point and placed it somewhere else! I then became certain that a Spiritual Assistance took place—as was promised to me—and saved my family and I from imminent death.

The Testimony of Nicholas Daher

Helen and Nicholas Daher were man and wife, both seekers of truth, who came upon the Man of Miracles, Dr. Dahesh. They both witnessed many miracles, and Nicholar relates here two of them:

Helen and Nicholar Daher

One day Dr. Dahesh and I were in a car driving toward his residence. He asked me for a match or a lighter to burn a Rawmz he had in his hand. When I told him that I didn't have any, he extended his right arm through the car window, while the car was stopped, and pulled a lighter from the air. He used the lighter to burn the Rawmz then he threw the lighter out from the window and it immediately disappeared. I was so surprised that the people gathered near the car did not notice any of this.

We arrived at the residence of Dr. Dahesh and I was so puzzled to see another Dr. Dahesh laying down on a bed reading, with Dr. Farid Abu-Suleiman sitting next to him. I looked at the Dr. Dahesh that entered the house with me in astonishment, the Dr. Dahesh who came with me in the car then extended his arm to shake my hand and as soon as I touched his hand he vanished into thin air.

I sensed in Dr. Dahesh the pure truth that I was searching for. I owe him for my enlightenment and for directing me towards the right path—the path to decency and righteousness and the avoidance of evil.

The Testimony of Hilda Murad Nassib

Hilda M. Nassib was a 23 year old Palestinian woman from Jerusalem, whose husband had recently died. She went to Saudi Arabia to take a job, and met a cousin of Dr. Dahesh who told her about him. She had heard of the miracles of Dr. Dahesh while living in Jerusalem, but didn't think much of it then. But after meeting Dr. Dahesh's cousin she became intrigued, and she moved to Beirut to see for herself if Dr. Dahesh was a Man of Miracles. She met Dr. Dahesh and saw him almost daily for the next 15 years. She became his secretary whose job it was to help him collect works of art from all over the world. She relates 11 miracles she personally witnessed.

Hilda Murad Nassib

1. I saw several miracles soon after I was introduced to Dr. Dahesh. The one miracle that shocked me most took place as follows: He gave me a staff and told me to write my name on it and to draw the Daheshist insignia (i.e., a pentagram) in different positions. After I wrote my name and drew the insignia, he asked me to throw the staff in the air and when it landed in his hand it had transformed, in a split-second, into a picture frame holding the picture of my late husband—a picture that I had never seen before. Dr. Dahesh, who lived in Beirut, never knew my husband, who lived in Jerusalem. Although my husband heard of Dr. Dahesh, he never met him. Dr. Dahesh told me: “Your husband had reincarnated as an adult on another material world and if you desire, I can have your husband re-materialize here on Earth, where you can talk to him face-to-face.” I refused his offer, because I knew I would lose my mind if he had talked to me from beyond the grave. Dr. Dahesh then said to me: “Keep the picture then.”

2. Once I got to know Dr. Dahesh, I wanted to visit him just about everyday and for the remainder of my stay in Beirut. Every time I entered his house, fellow Daheshists would lead me to a small but cozy room, near the entrance, then either Dr. Dahesh or a fellow Daheshist would lead me through a hallway to the grand living room. That room was so nicely decorated with art masterpieces, water fountains, oriental carpets, figurines, oil paintings, Egyptian curtains, etc…

One day, I was in the grand living room enjoying the décor when certain questions crossed my mind: “ Who cleans his home? Who hangs the paintings so high on the walls of this very high-ceiling room?” These and many other questions were running through my mind silently when suddenly I look around and the entire décor in that room had changed on me from floor to ceiling, with different paintings, carpets, wall colors…I mean everything…I was SO SCARED, so I started to run out of the room when the room décor changed completely again. I stopped at the exit door, trying to rationalize what is happening here, when the décor changed again. I tried to calm myself and to build my courage to see through this. After few more changes in the décor, I saw Dr. Dahesh coming from the adjacent room with a smile on his face. I cannot explain the extent of my happiness to see him. He welcomed me and then I told him what had just happened to me and he answered me saying: “There are many things that take place that I am not aware of their happening, unless I am told by the Holy Spirit, or by the person witnessing them" and that he is very happy that the Holy Spirit had answered my questions.

3. On another day, I visited Dr. Dahesh, who at the time of my arrival was eating in the kitchen. He told me that one of the six birds in the cage I brought had died and asked me to take it out of the cage and toss it out of the window overlooking the backyard. I said to him: “No way Doctor, I cannot do it!” But he asked me whether I wouldn’t prefer to see the bird alive. So, I opened the cage door with my trembling hands, picked up the stiff bird with a napkin, ran to the window in order to toss it out, but as soon as I opened my hand, it had returned to life and flew out of my hand and landed on a branch of a large tree. Dr. Dahesh had insisted that I do it so that I can witness such a heavenly miracle, where the dead is returned to life.

4. On another visit, I had my daughter Suzie with me, who at that time was about three years old. My daughter saw the paintings and art masterpieces of birds, butterflies, lions, leopards, etc… and wondered why he doesn’t have cats! Suddenly, Dr. Dahesh stretched his hand into the thin air and grabbed a tiny plastic yellow-colored cat (picutred below) that whistles when squeezed and gave it to Suzie while telling her: “Here, this cat is for you.”

5. On another occasion, Dr. Dahesh, Suzie, and myself were in the grand living room when Dr. Dahesh said that we should join the others who are seated in the big hallway, where it was set to accommodate many visitors. He was singing to Suzie while walking and she was very happy. Dr. Dahesh was even happier just to see her happy and told her: “Suzie, I want to bring you candy from another world!” So, he placed his two hands on the purple collar of the outfit that I was wearing and collected round-shaped pastel-colored candy, with chocolate filing and delicious flavor. His hands were so full that many pieces of candy dropped on the floor. Others, who were sitting in the hallway, jumped in and assisted in picking up the candy.

6. After I had left my job in Saudi Arabia, I lived in Beirut for a while and then moved to the United States. I then returned back to Beirut and assisted Dr. Dahesh in importing art objects, paintings, masterpieces, jewelry, and many other items to add to his collection. He was curious as to what is available in the world from the East, Far East, Europe, and the United States. We received catalogs from all over the world. One day after the mail had come, he was looking through the catalogs that he had just received from Germany, France, and Italy, while singing to Suzie. I heard him singing with words like “I love you so much, you are a special and pretty girl, and I want to get you something nice.” He then drew a star on a photo in one of the catalogs of a very expensive ring with diamonds and an amethyst stone and immediately the ring had materialized out of the German catalog leaving a hole in its place. I screamed in astonishment and touched it to examine it and to admire its beauty. I asked Dr. Dahesh if we could keep the ring, he looked at Suzie and said: “I cannot give you the ring now, however, I will give it to you in the distant future in another reincarnation.”

7. A similar miracle had happened to me once, but in a different period. While flipping through the pages of a Chinese catalog of beautiful butterflies, a butterfly came to life out of the catalog and then returned back to it. Dr. Dahesh wrote on the picture of the butterfly in Arabic “Hilda the butterfly” and gave it to me. I still have that beautiful butterfly picture with my name written on it with his handwriting.

8. During the period where I was assisting Dr. Dahesh, Ramzi, my son, who was at that time six or seven years old, came to me saying: “Mommy…Mommy,” with a trembling voice, fast heart beat, and scared, “I saw three Dr. Dahesh…I saw three Dr. Dahesh.” I found out later that he saw three of Dr. Dahesh’s Personalities, one next to the other wearing different clothing. This miracle had happened with me on more than one occasion. One day, while Dr. Dahesh, Zeina Haddad, and myself were sitting in the hallway talking, Dr. Dahesh asked Zeina if she had ice cream for me. While having ice cream, I almost choked when I saw five Personalities of Dr. Dahesh appear in a matter of seconds and spread throughout the hallway. I found out later that the one that was sitting next to me, who ordered the ice cream, was Personality #6. Another Personality next to the door leading to the bedrooms; one at the door leading to the kitchen, etc…they were all looking at me and smiling without saying a word—except for Personality #6. I was even more amazed to realize that Personality #6 was with me all the time, while Dr. Dahesh was sleeping in his bedroom and disappeared when he was awakened. Dr. Dahesh had a fever and was not feeling well. You can tell from his eyes and face that he was in a deep sleep. I showed him the spots where the Personalities were standing and was amazed by the place Personality #4 was standing, because It was in a very tight opening by the entrance door and the big refrigerator. After examining the area, it was impossible for anybody—not even a child—to stand were It was standing. It broke through the wall from one side and the refrigerator from the other. It was the One that looked at me from afar and would hide Its head for few seconds and then look at me and smile.

9. As I mentioned earlier, in the early 1970’s, I worked for a while in the United States for an embassy. On a very busy day, I heard a knock on the door of my office, so I said: “come in.” The door opened and Dr. Dahesh entered. I was very surprised to see him and we talked for about an hour. After that, Dr. Dahesh said to me that he had come to visit me and that I shouldn’t bother escorting him out, however, it felt odd that I would let him leave without escorting him out, so I ran after him down the stairs to the reception area, but I couldn’t see him anywhere, so I asked the receptionist if she had seen anyone coming down the stairs and she said no. I was very suspicious of his visit, in particular because no one could see any embassy official without being identified or having prior permission; so I picked up the phone and called the home of Dr. Dahesh in Beirut and to my surprise, Dr. Dahesh was there. I talked to him about what just happened to me and I learned from him that it was Personality #6 that visited me.

10. In 1975, at the beginning of the Lebanese civil war, I left Lebanon to the United States with my children and been here ever since. Between 1976 and 1984, Dr. Dahesh had visited us in Virginia several times and his visits sometimes would last several days. On June 17, 1977, he visited us accompanied by Zeina Hadad. During the late afternoon hours, Dr. Dahesh, Zeina, and I were sitting alone, when Dr. Dahesh said: “Do you wish to know how God’s wrath is administered on Earth?” Zeina answered him with a “yes.” He said, “I see the angel of the Lord descending from Heaven to administer His wrath and holding a sword of fire.” In a matter of seconds, the sunny skies had changed to dark skies, strong winds had gusted and we had a downpour of rain with hale. My apartment was on the 25th floor of a very nice luxury building with big windows and large balconies. Despite the tight structure of the building, the rain was so heavy that water started to seep into my apartment through the balcony door and through the windows in a very scary way. I started to mop the water and couldn’t keep up, so I gave up. The hail was like golf balls and was hitting the glass fiercely. Dr. Dahesh looked at me and said: “Neither heights nor water-tight windows and doors will help when God administers His wrath.” We prayed and pleaded with Dr. Dahesh to stop the storm and he did.

11. On another occasion, while Dr. Dahesh was visiting us for several days, he called a Daheshist sister in the State of Connecticut. During their conversation, he asked her to come down to Virginia, so she accepted his invitation and flew down. After she had arrived, Dr. Dahesh said to me: “I need to make a phone call.” I was surprised from his question, because he knows he is welcome to use anything in my home and it was common for him to pick up the phone whenever he needed to use it. I guess I didn’t understand his question, so I said to him: “Are you asking me to make the call for you.” He said: “No! I need to make a call from the lower lobby of the building by the elevators.” There was a pay phone there and I was puzzled, nonetheless, I said to him, fine, let’s go. So, we went down to the lower lobby, where we had a convenience store, a dental clinic, a hair salon, and other small shops. I asked him to give me the number he wishes to dial so that I’ll dial it for him, however, at that moment, I saw the side door open and a beautiful young blond woman accompanied by a tall and handsome blond gentleman come through. They were looking directly at Dr. Dahesh with a smile on their face and then I saw them nod, they turned left and started to walk towards the garage. I was surprised from their behavior, so I said to Dr. Dahesh: “They seem to know you!” Dr. Dahesh replied: “Yes, they know me. They have descended from another world to see if I needed help.” I can see them walking through the long hallway, and as soon as I heard what Dr. Dahesh had said, I ran after them, but suddenly, they vanished into thin air in front of my eyes. After that, we went up to my apartment and informed the visiting Daheshist sister with what had happened. Later on, I understood that the purpose of the materialization was the refusal of a Daheshist to help Dr. Dahesh with something. Although the refusal was only in the thoughts of this individual, the materialization took place to show that individual that entities from other worlds can always descend to help him.

These were only a few of the miracles that I had witnessed myself during a period of 15 years with Dr. Dahesh. All I can say that he had a very positive influence on my life and I cannot repay him enough for all that he did for me. Can I repay Christ, my Redeemer?

The Testimony of Rabab Badreddine

Rabab Badreddine

One day I visited the Beloved Prophet, and Dr. Dahesh was sifting through the mail he had received the morning of my visit. Among the piles of mail, I pulled a catalogue that I liked. This catalogue was full of pictures from a large Spanish company displaying its product line. I liked the photo of a beautiful envelope opener with a caption below it “Made in Spain.” Dr. Dahesh looked at me while smiling and asked me: “Do you like this envelope opener?” I said to him: yes. He then said: “Put your finger on the picture,” and I did, and all of a sudden, the picture materialized and transformed into a metallic piece resembling the envelope opener and on it the inscription “Made in Spain.” Dr. Dahesh smiled and said to me: “Take it as a gift.”

In another visit, I picked up an photo-album to look through, however, I found that all the pages are blank! I said to Dr. Dahesh: It seems that you have not glued any photos on it yet. He said: “Yes, it is true.” After few seconds he said to me: “Look again,” so I did only to find the album full of butterflies of beautiful colors, however, they were preserved [dead and dried]. Dr. Dahesh touched the album and all of a sudden the butterflies that filled the album began to move and transformed into living butterflies that flew from the album into the room!

The Testiomny of Najwa Brax NAJWA Salam Brax is the daughter of Dr. Ghazi Brax, and an author in her own right. She explains here a few miracles she witnessed:

Najwa Salam Brax

One day in 1970, I was at the house of Dr. Dahesh talking to other Daheshist sisters in faith about certain matters when a lady named Leila came. Dr. Dahesh asked her where she has been? She said: “At the Tawileh Market at a boutique for women where I purchased a brooch.” After Dr. Dahesh had seen the brooch, he asked Leila about its price and she told him how much she paid for it. Dr. Dahesh said: “You were charged more than the brooch is worth,” then he looked at us and said: “Because the merchant charged more than what he is entitled to, I will bring three items from his boutique…” Dr. Dahesh looked at me—I was wearing a blue dress that day—and asked me: “What would you like?” I answered him: a blue brooch in the form of a peacock…He took a yellow paper and drew on it a brooch of a circular shape and placed blue ink dots on it. He then took the yellow paper and rubbed it between his hands and the drawing vanished from the paper and materialized in the form of a blue brooch with the shape of a peacock. Then he brought to my sisters, who were also present, a pair of earrings and a necklace.

I saw once a handbag that I liked very much and it was by chance that soon after I visited Dr. Dahesh at his house. This took place in 1969…I always thought of buying a handbag in the form of the one I saw, because at that time I was not used to carrying handbags…I sat facing Dr. Dahesh at his house when he asked me to request any one item from him…I thought at that time about the handbag that I saw earlier…I said to him: I like to have a handbag and described to him the size, color, and shape that I wanted…At that point, he pulled from his pocket 25 LL and placed them under the pillow behind him. He looked at me and said: “I will bring you the handbag that you have requested, however, it is located at a tourism boat at sea.” He was taken by the Spirit and said to me: “I must add 10 LL on top of the 25 LL, because the handbag is worth 35 LL…” Then he asked me to place my hand under the pillow where he placed the money and I did only to find the handbag that I have requested in every detail that I had given him. As to the money, it had disappeared from under the pillow.

On April 6, 1973, I visited Dr. Dahesh accompanied by one of my sisters. While we were sitting with Dr. Dahesh, my sister looked at the bracelet on my wrist and Dr. Dahesh noticed that she was looking at it, so he asked her: “Do you like this bracelet?” She said: “Yes, I like it.” He said to her: “Do you want to have one just like it?” She said: “I wish…” Dr. Dahesh stood up and touched the bracelet that I was wearing and I sensed that another bracelet was created from my bracelet, so I looked and saw two bracelets…I took off one and gave it to my sister.

The Testimony of Majid Mehdi

MAJID Mehdi was a Muslim Lebanese student studying medicine in France when he became a Daheshist there and started telling other Lebanese students about Dr. Dahesh. When his father heard of his conversion, he demanded that Majid return to Lebanon and renounce Daheshism and even become an Anti-Daheshist lecturer as a way to restore family honor. To have a son become a Daheshist was for Muslim families in Lebanon the worse disgrace possible.

Majid's father was the owner of a private school. He was intensely Anti-Daheshist, and would spend hours every night screaming at Majid to renounce Dr. Dahesh, and at the same time throwing chairs around in anger, cursing and cussing when Majid refused.

Majid then asks some leading Daheshist brothers to come to his home and speak with his father to try to calm him down. Instead, his father made plans to make his private school (closed in the Summer) a "Summer School" to train Anti-Daheshist Muslim clergymen; to train them in Anti-Daheshist arguments and strategies. Ultimately, his father repeatedly demands from Dahesh a "sign" and Dahesh gives him exactly what he asked for.

Majid Mehdi writes:

Majid Mehdi

I returned to Lebanon on July 18, 1971 and I spent the first few days back home in peace and tranquility. I visited Dr. Dahesh on Sunday, July 25, 1971 and here are the details: As I was leaving the house of the Guiding and Beloved Prophet, he accompanied me, as he normally does with his visitors, to the edge of the staircase leading to the exit door. He addressed me saying: “keep me abreast,” then he repeated it several times. As I was heading back home to Riyaq, I passed by the village where relatives informed me of the bad news at home. It seems that my father was upset with me going out, thinking that I have gone to meet with Dr. Dahesh and Daheshists, so he took his frustration on my siblings by beating them up and then he started to throw furniture into the roadway. My relatives advised me not to return home and that I should stay with them, so I accepted their offer and spent the entire night wandering aimlessly in the middle of the harvested fields and contemplating the stars and beseeching Divine Mercy to release me to freedom from the horrible shackles of bondage. What would wisdom dictate that I do in this situation? Is it possible for an adult—who is able to distinguish between right and wrong—to remain “driven to tantrums” like a child?

The following morning I decided to contact Dr. Dahesh to inform him about what happened to me to “keeping him abreast,” as he requested. However, I delayed the call until the evening of the same day. As soon as I picked up the receiver, I heard Zeina Hadad, who lives at the house of Dr. Dahesh saying: “Dr. Dahesh has been waiting on your phone call since morning and now he is not here.” I called again after an hour and I told Dr. Dahesh what had happened and he said to me: “Be wise like serpents and be meek like doves…war is a deception…resort to secrecy in taking care of your business.” I answered the Guiding and Beloved Prophet saying: “Should I tell them that I am going to remain a Daheshist—even if I was thrown out of the home?” For saying the truth was a venue to rid myself of this painful situation. However, the Holy Spirit responded to me through the Beloved Prophet in formal Arabic and in his distinct Holy tone, the exact opposite of what I have expected: “No, don’t say anything until it is time.”

Neither I, nor any of the other brothers in faith (who were aware of my situation) understood the meaning of this answer, so I returned home and had to put up with all kinds of insults and pressures. The following day and the day after that, the Guiding and Beloved Prophet would ask me when I visit him “what is your father’s age?” I would respond each time with “fifty years.” This made me wonder why he is repeating the same question within such a short time. During this time, Dr. Ghazi Brax visited us accompanied with some Daheshists to tell my father about Daheshism, on a hope that he would change his adversarial attitude towards me and peace can return to a house where living in it has become a living hell.

The relationship an individual has with his Maker is a relationship that takes place through the conscience and as a result, it is a personal relationship that should not be forced on others or interfered with. Didn’t the Holy Qu’ran say: “There is no compulsion in religion.” Sura 2:256 (Al-Baqara, the cow).

Dr. Brax tried to convey to my father that I am not a child and that I am studying medicine in the universities of France with competence to make personal choices in the matters of religion and life; that his behavior with me does not correspond to my age and intellect. In addition, Dr. Brax made it clear to my father that his fears and paranoia were not justified at all. He tried to make him understand that Daheshism has come to bring human beings back to their inspired religions. Daheshism returns the Muslim to true Islaam and to the Qur’an and returns the Christian to true Christianity and to the teachings of the Bible. They told him that Daheshism came to remove the barriers between human beings and religions, so that everyone on Earth lives in a brotherly fashion under the shadow of one Lord and one God, the Creator of Heavens and the earth.<> Dr. Brax warned my father that persecution will not dissuade a Daheshist, because this faith is built on a solid rock foundation that even the “gates of hell cannot defeat.” He drew parallels to the life experiences of some of the great Daheshists, like Dr. George Khabsa, the author Marie Hadad, Halim Dammous, the great poet, Dr. Farid Abu-Suleiman, and many others. Persecution heated up their faith instead of cooling it off and the arrows of persecution that Bechara El-Khouri, the tyrant, aimed towards Daheshism were deflected back at him to overthrow him from power and to brand him along with his thugs with a stamp of eternal shame.

Dr. Brax made clear to my father that Daheshism is like: a bright sun in the face of a night bat; a fire that burns those who attack it; high mountains in front of wrestlers; that its banner has spread and attracted those who are aware and faithful from all over the world; that its enemies are destined to disappear.

The visit ended peacefully, however, I did not escape its consequences. As soon as the Daheshist brothers departed from our house, that all hell broke loose and my father started to shower them with cuss words and threatened me with severe consequences if I am to continue with my faith. In the evening of the same day, the quarrel deepened and included my father on one side and my brothers and some relatives on the other side. All the explanation given to him had gone to waste, all the warnings given to him did not detract him, and all reasoning with him had failed. Now, all I can do is leave it up to divine Providence.

After few days, my father wanted me, against my will, to give an anti-Daheshism lecture and to write several articles in Lebanese magazines and newspapers. I was puzzled about the matter and I contacted the Guiding and Beloved Prophet by phone to inform him with what has transpired. He told me: “Does he want to do what Bechara El-Khouri did? He will come to an end…he will come to an end…” I thought he meant that my father's injustice toward me will come to an end.

After few days, both parties were ready: one for an attack and the other for a defense. At the start of the battle, I would bear the insults and bring down the chairs as they are raised in anger, then the relatives would interfere and things would calm down. My persecution reached its peak after an intense quarrel on August 5, 1971, when my father yelled many times, “If Dahesh truly has powers, let him make me die…” On August 6, 1971, my father was preparing for a big Anti-Daheshist meeting with the Muslim clergy that he had invited from Baalbeck and Beirut and also a supreme clergy in Lebanon to refute Daheshism and to fight it on Saturday, August 7, however, destiny rendered their planning obsolete…My father died at 6 PM on August 6. As soon as I contacted Dr. Dahesh to inform him of his death, he asked me to open the paper [the “Rawmz”] he had given me a long time ago and told me not to open or read until he told me to. When I did, it was a written prophecy saying that my father will die on August 6 and on the same day the clergy were due to arrive to refute Daheshism.

In fact, the clergy came to the meeting only to be faced with his death. They were shocked and immensely afraid. At that point, I realized without a doubt, that it was time and that injustice will come to an end; that the sharp sword of divine Providence had put an end to his oppression and realized that the Divine Spirit that came down on the Guiding and Beloved Prophet knows what we don’t know and made foretelling of future events available to him—something that is only given to the prophets and elect messengers. The school that was fighting Daheshism became a center for the Holy Mission.

The Testimony of Tanius Majdalani

TANIUS Majdalani was a local barber who had a small shop close to the house of Dr. Dahesh in Beirut. He would shave Dr. Dahesh almost every day for many decades. He relates to a few incidents; his testimony appeared in Al-Lewa magazine, February 19, 1965:

This event took place in early 1944, when on one morning, the great writer Iskandar Riashi visited Dr. Dahesh accompanied by Mounir Taqey Eddine, our current Ambassador to Sudan and both witnessed supernatural events. At that time, Dr. Dahesh used to live in the Mazra’a neighborhood of Beirut. Based on the things she heard from her husband, the wife of Iskandar Riashi visited Dr. Dahesh accompanied by a relative. At that time, I was giving Dr. Dahesh a haircut in his study in the presence of Halim Dammous, Youssef El-Hajj, Dr. Fareed Abu-Suleiman, and Khalil Toubya. While waiting for Dr. Dahesh to finish his haircut, talk about him and his miracles took place. She heard Khalil say, while pointing to the rosary he was holding in his hand, that the rosary was brought to him by the Spirit through Dr. Dahesh. Mrs. Riashi was bewildered by what she had heard and said to Dr. Dahesh after he finished his haircut that she doesn’t believe any of the things she heard and that she doesn’t believe in any of these stories unless she sees what goes on with her own eyes. Dr. Dahesh asked her what she would like to see and she told him that she would like a precious necklace like Khalil’s rosary. Dr. Dahesh moved his hand towards her and a beautiful necklace immediately appeared in his palm and presented it to her. She was taken by fear and didn’t know what to say.

It appears that Mrs. Riashi was not convinced and she asked him to have another necklace appear in her house as soon as she goes home. Dr. Dahesh fulfilled her request and asked her to go home and take the necklace from her closet. She and her relative said their goodbye to Dr. Dahesh and while they were driving away to go home, she looked towards the house of Dr. Dahesh and saw him waving a necklace.

She arrived home and when she opened her closet, she was so puzzled to see the same necklace Dr. Dahesh was waving from his house.

Up to the year 1950, I had three girls and no sons. My wife became pregnant, so I made a vow and appealed to God several times to provide me with a baby boy. I had not seen Dr. Dahesh since 1944, when he left the country in the aftermath of his well-known persecution by the late, Bechara El-Khoury. However, every once in a while, I would run into Halim Dammous.

One day, Halim asked me:

"How many girls do you have?"

"Three girls and my wife is pregnant…"

"Abu Gibran (meaning 'the father of Gibran'...which was odd since I had no sons at that time), you will have a baby boy this time."

Many years passed by when I visited Dr. Dahesh after his return to Lebanon and accompanied by my six-year-old son, Gibran. While Dr. Dahesh was playing with him, he suddenly looked at me and said with interest: “Tanius, do you know that your son will have a bright future? Make sure to take care of his education in the best way possible.”

I remembered the vision my wife had before my son’s birth and I was curious about the hidden meaning of the shining light emitting from his face and told Dr. Dahesh about it. Mr. Halim Dammous asked me about the date of this vision and I told him I don’t recall the date nor do I recall the date of the birth. Dr. Dahesh instructed me to pull a book from one of the shelves of his study where I will find a piece of paper inside the book and that I should pull it and read it. I pulled a book, found the paper, opened it, and I read the complete story of the dream, its date, and the birth date of Gibran. Dr. Dahesh was out of the country in 1951, the time of the dream and the birth of my son.

[As of today, Gibran Majdalani is an adjunct professor at Columbia University].

One day, I was giving Dr. Dahesh a shave and we were alone in his house. I was busy shaving his beard and there was a glass of water placed on the table across from me. All of a sudden, the glass lifted up from the table on its own to a certain level, tilted slightly for an invisible person to drink from it, and then returned back to its place. I fell back in fear and asked Dr. Dahesh about this phenomenon and he said calmly not to worry, for this is a supernatural event!

The Testimony of Elias Rubaiz

ELIAS Rubaiz was the grandfather of Elie Maalouf, a young child that went insane and became paralyzed with seizures. Elie was living with his grandfather while his mother was working at a job in Saudi Arabia. The following appeared in the Lebanese magazine Al-Usboo' Al-Arabi on May 17, 1965:

The grandfather of young Elie, Mr. Elias Rubaiz, told us the following:

"On one morning, the child woke up and went to school even though he was not feeling well and walked with heavy steps. He came home in the afternoon and went straight to bed without talking to anyone and without having anything to eat. He remained in this condition until the morning of the following day. We didn’t think much about it and we thought his sickness was just the beginning of a cold that will soon subside and the child would be up and about. However, we were surprised in the early morning hours of the third day, when Elie sat in his bed and requested a glass of water. His aunt brought him a glass of water and as soon as she approached the bed that the glass fell from her hand and she produced a scream that summoned everyone in the house.

It was a horrible scene…the child was lying down on the bed with his body as stiff as a statue, his eyes wide open, his mouth twisted, and his hair stood up like nails. I then tried to lay his head down on the pillow with difficulty. It was hard to believe that a single vein in his body remained unfrozen—as if it is a piece of meat in a freezer. I picked him up and took him to the clinic of Dr. Jameel Malek and from there to St. Theresa’s hospital in the Al-Haddath neighborhood. Examination and analysis results indicated some sort of a condition in the head and must be placed in the care of a specialist. He was transferred to the Hotel Dieu hospital where a specialist treated him for two weeks. The child was in his white gown receiving medicine either from the mouth or intravenously at a cost of hundreds of Lebanese Pounds and without showing any signs of improvement. Since the medical treatment had failed, we had no choice but to take him home.

Elie would open his mouth, scream hysterically, move his hands in the air as if he is trying to fend off an attack, then he becomes quiet and undergoes a deep sleep.

Message was sent to his mother requesting her return from Saudi Arabia. She had no idea the extent of his condition and couldn’t believe that he is experiencing seizures, during which he goes through a fictitious fight with an invisible foe—this is the son she left behind in good health, energetic, and active."

The Child's Mother, Nawa Rubaiz Maalouf, told us:

“I wept as soon as I saw him. I would lie down next to him and stare into his face fearful and not knowing what to do. Even if I wanted to do something, I couldn’t, because I was drained out of energy and a black cloud seems to block my vision. I tried to hug him in order to calm him down and to comfort his heart, however, my attempt increased the extent of his seizure, to the point of him biting me—as if he is a rabid dog. He then started to moan—as if he is being lashed—lost consciousness, and then slept—as if he is dead. It seems that Siham, his school teacher, was hard on him and everyone became a Siham in his view—even myself. His situation continued to deteriorate and reached a dangerous level. He couldn’t stand on his feet and during his seizures he can only move his hands—as if life has left his lower body and remains only in his arms in preparation for the final departure.” His grandfather continues the conversation: “When we lost hope in the possibility of finding a cure through medicine, we resorted to an alternative treatment—although I didn’t believe in it, however, we had no choice. It is just like a drowning person looking for a straw to hold on to. We carried him to the caves of charlatans [psychic-healers] thinking that he is “possessed by the devil” and that his problem is not stemming from a medical condition. The first charlatan (psychic) failed, so did the second, and the third claimed to read through water and is able of telling the cause of his ailment and the method of treatment needed and that he can also perform exorcism…however, exorcism failed and the child was not healed. The fourth charlatan [psychic] said: I will give you a prescription that casts away the evil spirits and purify your home from all kinds of blue and red jinn, male and female alike, however, you must head to the market immediately—addressing the child’s mother—to look for the largest porcelain dish you can find and avoid haggling with the merchant—even if he asked for it 1,000 LL [Lebanese Liras].

The child’s mother brought the porcelain dish to the charlatan in accordance to the dimensions and the description that he had indicated for her. I wrote on the dish certain phrases and asked her to throw it in the sea in a particular place and time that he had set for her [so that he can furtively pick it up later]. He assured her that her child’s healing will happen through him and that the writing he had placed on the plate will shake the evil spirits and defeat all the jinn [jinn=evil spirit].

I executed the orders of the charlatan and threw away the plate in the sea in the specified place and time and then returned home waiting for the transformation in the jinn kingdom to take place and anxiously awaiting the healing of the child through the work of the agents of the devil who communicated through the language of incense, spices, and perfumes. However, nothing happened and whatever effort we spent in time and money went to waste…We remained with the child, who got caught up in a worsening spiral for many days and where had visited death several times.

All of a sudden, it occurred to me to bring the child to Dahesh on a hope that he can help us. I carried him on a day where his situation was at its worst and stopped by the church of Saint Elias [Elijah] to pray for him before Dr. Dahesh sees him. I felt compelled to enter the church carrying the child on my arms and I shouted as loud as possible 'Please, St. Elias, show your miracles, because we are entitled to them.' I then couldn’t control myself and I broke down crying.

From the church, I headed directly to the residence of Dr. Dahesh along with my daughter—the mother of the child—and we knew that Dr. Dahesh will refuse to see us, so we waited near the door hoping for a visitor to come and we can enter right behind him. What we thought would happen did happen and when the red metallic door opened, we pushed through our way to the inside carrying the child wrapped in a blanket and we requested a meeting with Dr. Dahesh—who had no choice but to see us due to our insistence. After seeing the child and hearing the story of his ailment, Dr. Dahesh stood up and walked to the adjacent room where he brought a yellow piece of paper [Rawmz] that he burned with its smoke rising to the face of the child.

We returned home in disbelief that smoke from a piece of paper will bring back life to a body after the soul had started to leave it, however, in a matter of hours, the miracle took place and the child regained his consciousness, stood on his feet, walked through the room, laughing and playing as if nothing had happened.”

Elie Maalouf and his mother (photos taken a few weeks after the miracle and published in Al-Usboo' Al-Arabi magazine, May 17, 1965)

The Testimony of Kourieh Malke Abdullah

This testimonial appeared in Al-Lewa’ Magazine (Lebanese magazine), issue 97, January 6, 1964. Kourieh Malke Abdullah is a Syrian who lived as a teen-ger in Bethlehem at the same time as did Dahesh. He writes of two miracles he saw that Dr. Dahesh manifested.

The ponds of the prophet Solomon are located near the city of Bethlehem and are frequented by people for pastime and picnicking—especially on Sundays and holidays. I was at the ponds one day and the place was crowded with people. My Syrian friends living in Bethlehem and Jerusalem were also with me. They were: Dimo Himo, Aziz Issa, Youssef Shashan, and Youssef Hanno. Dr. Dahesh, then 17 yearsold, after we have exchanged greetings with him, told us “I wish to walk on water.” Indeed, we saw him begin his walk slowly until he crossed the pond. When he reached the other bank, he turned and walked back on the surface of the pond until he reached his starting point. I was so surprised to see his shoes totally dry and when I asked him about the reason, he said: “I walk on water the same way I walk on land.”

I accompanied Dr. Dahesh to the Syrian monastery of Saint Mark, in Jerusalem, in order to complete important applications needed for his travel plans to Syria. In the monastery, we ran into the friar Boutrous (Peter) who addressed Dr. Dahesh in a very arrogant and sarcastically-defiant tone, saying: “Can you perform in my presence what you have been performing for other people?” Dr. Dahesh took a piece of rope, which was on the ground and told him: “hold the end of this rope and pray as much as you want.” The rope was immediately transformed into a snake that curled around the neck of the friar. He started to scream and call for help until the head of the monastery and all the friars gathered around him watching the signs of fear, horror, and panic on his face. They all asked Dr. Dahesh to put a stop to this so that his life is not threatened, and so it was that the snake transformed back to a rope as if nothing has happened.

The Testimony of Dr. Fareed Abu-Suleiman

DR. Fareed Abu-Suleiman was a Paris trained physician in Beirut in 1942, working at a local hospital. A family friend, Yousef el-Hajj, introduced him to Dr. Dahesh. One day Dr. Dahesh came into the hospital and invited Dr. Abu-Suleiman to his (Dahesh's) home. Dr. Fareed agreed, and that began a lifelong friendship between the two. Dr. Fareed would become Dr. Dahesh's greatest friend and disciple.

DR. Abu-Suleiman wrote an article for Al-Hadaf newspaper, and this article was published on December 13, 1965. He wrote:

Dr. Fareed Abu-Suleiman

I have been in close contact with Dr. Dahesh since then [1942]—the only mediator between the Spiritual World and our dark materialistic world. The Holy Spirit descends on him to perform amazing miracles. Such miracles are hard to believe in unless the person witnesses them. When Dr. Dahesh is taken by the Spirit, he can perform all kinds of miracles. If I am to describe all the miracles that I have witnessed, I would need to write many volumes…However, I will mention only a few:

The first Lebanese disciple of Dr. Dahesh is Youssef El-Hajj of the Chebaniyeh village near Hammana. One day he was attending a Spiritual Session in the company of six or seven individuals, including Dr. Khabsa, Halim Dammous, George Ibrahim Hadad, and myself. The Spirit addressed Youssef El-Hajj saying: “I will bring to you the rock in your village that you and Dr. Dahesh sat on several days ago.” All of a sudden, we saw a huge rock descend slowly from the ceiling in front of our eyes. We were frightened to the point that we didn’t make a move. The rock continued to descend until it settled on the floor of the room. Its size way exceeds the size of the door and later on we had to call construction workers to crush it so that it can be removed. This rock was relocated through the Spirit and its place in the Chebaniyeh village remains clear.

I was among a number of people gathered around Dr. Dahesh in the smaller reception area of his house. Hanging on the wall was an oil painting of two roses: one white and one red. The painting was framed and below it was a crystal board. Dr. Dahesh approached the painting while stretching his hand to the red rose. The rose came to life and dropped into his hand. It was dripping with dew and its sweet aroma filled the room. Its place in the painting remained blank until this day. The rose eventually died and was left to dry inside one of the books.

We witnessed another similar baffling miracle where Dr. Dahesh approached an oil painting of a bird resting on a tree branch. Dr. Dahesh pointed to the bird and all of a sudden, the bird came to life, flew from the painting, and rested on the shoulder of one of the Daheshists present in the room. This person held the bird with his hand and then the bird was placed in a cage and lived for six years. Its place in the painting remained blank as with the red rose.

One day, I accompanied Dr. Dahesh in a car ride to visit a friend. As we approached the house of this friend, we were puzzled to see him at the door saying goodbye to another Dr. Dahesh. This was another heavenly Personality of Dr. Dahesh.

Dr. Dahesh has six heavenly Personalities that you can see in one place or in six different places at the same time or at different times. If you find yourself with Dr. Dahesh and his Personalities, you will not be able to distinguish between them. In most cases, the Personalities would be wearing different clothing so that some distinction can be made. In some cases the beard of one Personality may not be shaven while the others have shaven beards. So it was that when Dr. Dahesh was executed in Azerbaidjan in 1947 and the newspapers photographed and published his execution and later on, the Iranian authorities confirmed his death, it was not Dr. Dahesh, but rather, it was one of his Personalities, because Dr. Dahesh has not left Lebanon since 1944. The heavenly Personality resurrected from the dead.

Many witnessed these Personalities, including the former Lebanese minister, Mr. Edward Noon—who was baffled by this miracle and told the story to hundreds of people.

I would like to repeat here what I said earlier that I need volumes to describe all the miracles that I have witnessed, however, it will suffice here to just mention their types:

• Water transmuted into wine, iron to gold, crystal to platinum.

• A pigeon slaughtered and birds that died and then they all returned to life.

• Things got doubled then quadrupled in a miraculous way.

• Things became smaller or larger.

• A losing lottery ticket was transformed into a winning ticket—as it occurred with Judge Mahmoud Al-Biqa’i.

• Things that did not exist in an earthly reality would materialize and remain in existence.

• Knowledge of the past and predicting the future. • Prophesies that specify accurately the details including the day, hour, and minute of certain occurrences.

• The sudden and miraculous transfer of written words of a notebook page to a blank page of the same notebook.

• Answers to hundreds of questions that appeared suddenly and in the different languages the questions are posed.

These miracles did not take place through Dr. Dahesh only to satisfy the curiosity of people, but rather to prove to them the existence of the Holy Spirit and its Powers. It is through the Spirit that we gain knowledge about our immortality and the Day of Judgment—the administration of reward and punishment that form the basis of all inspired religions. Miracles also take place to urge materialistic individuals to return to the essence of inspired religions and to live among people as real brothers in order to earn their place in Heavens.

I consider Dr. Dahesh to be the greatest phenomenon of the 20th Century, because humanity has not seen anything like him since Christ. He carries within himself the torch that will bring light to the entire world. He has come to drive people towards true spirituality. On this occasion, I would like to say that we live at a time where atheism is widespread and true faith has left the hearts of people and in its place blasphemy filled the void. For this reason, it is unlikely for this generation to believe in all the miracles I mentioned and all I have to say to them is: “In their hearts is a sickness, so God has increased their sickness… Those are the people who traded away guidance for error; but their trade made no gains and they have not found the right way… Deaf, dumb, blind; they shall never return.” (Qur'an: Sura 20)

Dr. Dahesh and Dr. Fareed Abu-Suleiman (c.1971)

Dr. Fareed Abu-Suleiman would go on to write In the Company of the Beloved Prophet, a book in Arabic of over 600 pages, what one day will be translated into English and into all of the world's major languages.

THESE testimonies are not 1/100th of the published testimonies of those who have personally witnessed the miracles of Dr. Dahesh, and they do not constitute 1/1000th of the actual miracles of the Man of the Spirit. The most full account of his miracles is found in The Daheshist Chronicles; a series of twenty volumes, in Arabic. One day, this massive work too will be available in English and other major world languages.

WAS Dr. Dahesh the most accomplished magician of all time? If so, he was a liar, because he did not claim he was an illusionist, but that the Holy Spirit was performing supernatural acts through him.

WAS the devil performing miracles through Dr. Dahesh? That is what the Maronite Catholic clergy and the Muslim clergy in Lebanon claimed; because they could not deny he could perform miracles that no magician could perform.

WAS Dr. Dahesh simply telling the TRUTH, that he was working true divine miracles via the Holy Spirit? If so, if Dr. Dahesh was telling the TRUTH, then everything he said about God, about the purpose of life, about salvation, about religion, about morality, about the Paradise-planets, about the Hell-planets, about the Cosmic civilizations, about the afterlife and about himself is also TRUE and the greatest Message for mankind today!

DO you want to know the TRUTH and God and the Cosmos?

Do you want to know more?

There is an online book, divided into chapters, called DAHESH: The Miracle-Working Prophet of Lebanon. You can read that online book by clicking HERE or by going to:

Dahesh Organizations

Dr. Dahesh taught that organized religion is not necessary for salvation. But, he taught that if organized religion can help us do good, then it can be more of a help than an hindrance.

The followers of Dr. Dahesh have divided themselves into Liberal-secular and Conservative-Christian factions. The liberal faction is The Dahesh Society which accepts Gay and Lesbian Daheshists, and is basically a secular organization. The conservative faction is The Dahesh Mission which does not accept Gay or Lesbian members, and is heavily Christian is belief and worship.

The Dahesh Society of America sponsors a bulletin and discussion board called "DAHESHVILLE". Everyone is invited to read and post on Daheshville. To go there please click HERE or go to:

For more information about The Dahesh Mission please send an email to:

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Arab Speakers

If you are an Arab speaker and want to read information about Dr. Dahesh and Daheshism in Arabic then please click HERE.

Becoming a Daheshist

Becoming a Daheshist is very easy. It does not require one belonging to any "organized" religion. There are both secular and religious Daheshists. The organization for Secular Daheshists is The Dahesh Society which sponsors Daheshville. All one must do is join "Daheshville" which has posts in English and French.Daheshism is a religion for the spiritual who do not like organized religion.

To become a Religious Daheshist there is more requirements. It is necessary that they DECLARE they are a Daheshist by agreeing to The Daheshist Covenant which includes 5 Principles and 20 promises.

The benefit of being a Daheshist is being taught the HOLY RAAMZ ritual; a rite in which Daheshists are able to perform true miracles.

Further Information

If you would like to declare yourself a Daheshist, or if you simply want further information about Dr. Dahesh or Daheshism please send an email to:

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