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My great-grandmother was a village healer. She helped people, but she tried not to advertise her abilities too much. Yes, nothing serious. Talk about a hernia, bring down a fever ... But, apparently, she still crossed the road for someone. She had two children - a five-year-old daughter (my grandmother) and a ten-year-old son (so that there is no confusion, then I will simply tell this story - mother, son, daughter.) Village children - constantly ran around without supervision. Once they were returning home and saw a chicken egg on the porch. Still fresh, warm, with a sticky feather. The son crushed this egg with his foot, not by chance, but because of mischief. His sister began to scold him (she was small, but housekeeping!) - how is it that, they say, the chicken on the porch was laid down, and instead of taking the egg to your mother, you translate good! The mother came out to the noise, and suddenly turned pale all over, rushed to her son, carried him into the house in her arms. She ordered her daughter to sit on the stove and not stick her head out, and she stripped the boy naked and began to rub some herbs and fumigate with smoke. He breaks out, asks for forgiveness - he thought he was being punished for a crushed egg. The girl on the stove is crying - it's a pity for her brother ... And the mother, with some kind of superhuman strength, held the child, did not explain anything, she only read prayers. When it began to get light, she said tiredly: "Well, maybe it will cost" ... On the porch, where the egg was crushed, she cut down the boards with an ax and burned it. The children went to bed. Of course, they cried, even from fear - for the first time they saw their mother in such a state ... In general, it didn’t work out. The next morning, my son's leg swelled twice and turned black. Brad has begun. The mother, when she saw it, sighed doomedly and began to collect the children - to go to the city, to the hospital. The hospital said unequivocally - gangrene, urgent amputation. They yelled at her - they say, why did she bring the child to such a state? No one believed that everything just started in the morning ... The mother categorically refused the amputation. Moreover, the reasons were more than earthly - where in the village with a one-legged child? Yes, but they got to the city like this - the chairman gave a cart (the healer once cured his wife of infertility), and all three of them were taken to the city. But the cart immediately left (suffering, and thanks to the chairman, I tore it from my heart!), And you go on somehow ... In general, she sat down near the hospital on the grass and began to cry. She prayed for a long time, then she stood up resolutely, her son on the back, her daughter by the hand - let's go. The son could not even rave anymore - he was unconscious. My five-year-old daughter has run out of tears. We went to the outskirts of the city. We approached the hut - such a solid hut, rich. Sat near the gate. They sat for a long time, but waited - the hostess came out to them. young, very beautiful woman. She asked: "Are you bowing?" - "With bow!" And then they began to talk, but it was somehow very strange - it seems that all the words are understandable individually, but the meaning cannot be caught. The mother laid her son on the grass. She took her daughter by the hand and they ran, never even looking back. On foot, spending the night in haystacks, we reached our village. After a couple of months, the mother suddenly cheered up (and all this time she was walking blacker than clouds), she began to gather somewhere, but suddenly burst out laughing and shouted: "Meet your brother!" My daughter ran out onto the porch, and there was the chairman’s familiar cart: “I was in the city, I see your cornflower is standing. I gave a ride” ... This story was told to me by my grandmother. The brother basically confirmed it, but only now he doesn’t remember anything - he remembers how he crushed the egg, he remembers how his sister “scolded” him, and then the failure - he is standing in the middle of the road, and the chairman is driving past ... But his leg is all as if covered in some scars.

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This long article about a very unusual woman - Valentina Baranova, who had a whole range of superpowers and the authenticity of her unusual strength is proved by the stories of local residents about her. This material was written in 1994, a few years after Baranova's death, and published in the Sovershenno Sekretno newspaper.
Unfortunately, in our time there are practically no publications about "Blazhnaya Valya", but in fact she was essentially a Russian Vanga.

Valentina Pavlovna Baranova (Valya Blessed) is a woman who knew the past, present and future.
They say about her that she knew evil spirit and did dark things. Her personal life remained a secret to everyone, and this gave rise to gossip, rumors and speculation. Valya Blessed tragically died on March 3, 1988.

About this extraordinary woman - our story. The village of Kugulta from above. Photo: Bond VG In the ancient Cossack village of Kugulta, in the Stavropol Territory, Baranova settled before the Great Patriotic War. At that time she was 45 years old.
The stranger for some time became a topic of conversation among the villagers. She was, as the people say, miserable, blessed, not of this world. From early spring until late autumn, she walked in one shirt, barefoot, could sit on a cold stone all day long, and no ailment would take her.

When talking to people, she sometimes rolled her eyes and shook her head, but she reasoned sensibly. The first conflict with the neighbors showed that it is better not to mess with Baranova. The wretched woman furiously showered opponents with square abuse and did not immediately calm down. Where did she come from and what did she do before, did she have relatives - no matter how inquisitive fought, but could not find out.

Valentina lived in isolation: she herself did not go to anyone and did not call to herself. Those who managed to get into her hut most often found her reading old books, of which Baranova had many.
These books and a beautiful picture on the wall led the villagers to the idea that her origin was rich. Soon after Valentina moved in, people began to come to her, and a rumor swept through the village: the blessed one speaks of illness and predicts the future. During the war, women secretly ran to her to find out about the fate of their husbands-front-line soldiers. And the words came true.

As Valentina Pavlovna said, so it happened: Petro returned safe and sound, Ivan was wounded, and Vasil died. Was it not since that time that the fellow villagers disliked Valentina? Perhaps one of the bitter widows accused her of having conjured her husband's death, and threw an evil face in her face: "Witchcraft ...". Years passed, and relations between fellow villagers and Baranova did not improve.

One was unpleasant to her appearance. By old age, she more and more resembled a witch from fairy tale films: hunchbacked, her fingers were intricately twisted, which gave ill-wishers food for whispering behind her back: “Look, look, then the witch satanic sign is holding." Others were frightened off by Babkin's perspicacity and the ability to read other people's thoughts.

Just think about her unflattering, as she already knows about it. Being in a good mood, Valya Blazhennaya stopped the person she liked and prophesied the future for him, simultaneously reproaching for something or warning.
And it turned out that she knew so intimately about a man that he did not trust his own mother either. Sometimes Valya found a cheerful verse, and she allowed herself to make fun of her enemies.

Sitting on a stump near the house, she shouted to the whole street to a woman passing by: “Dun, and Dun, why are you fidgeting in your pocket, I, Dun, see everything ...”. And Dunka, who really protected herself from her grandmother's sorcery with a fig in her pocket, cursing and spitting, hastened to leave. Well, how, pray tell, could make friends with such a person? In 1946, there was a rumor that somewhere in Central Asia Baranova's sister was found. And soon she came to Kugulta with her son.

Either their relationship did not work out, or for some other reason, only the relatives found did not indulge Valentina Pavlovna with attention. The next time the nephew visited the village after 13 years. In the 80s, Valentina Pavlovna, still hoping that her nephew would not leave her in her old age, even bought him a house, but he was in no hurry to move to his aunt.

For a long time, Baranova herself managed her simple household, and since 1972, her fellow villager Praskovya Andreevna Svyatashova, who later became her confidant, began to help her. Baranova knew whom to trust: Svyatashova would not take a penny without asking and did not like to sharpen laces. At first, Praskovya Andreevna helped in gratitude for the cure, and then because she borrowed money from Baranova to build a house.

Even having paid in full, she continued to help the old woman, feeling sorry for her. There were several other people in the village who were kind to Baranova, but were not afraid of the old woman, the children. The rest were wary and rarely spoke to her. True, Baba Valya had enough work even without the villagers.

Year by year the number of her patients and clients increased. The healed came already with other needs, their relatives, friends, colleagues followed them. There was not a day when a modest Moskvich or a chic Volga, or even an Ikarus bus, did not appear at Baranova’s house. Some she accepted immediately, others after long tears and persuasion.

There were also those whom she drove as soon as they saw, and if these people did not leave, Baranova turned into a fury: she screamed, spat, pulled up her shirt over her head. Patients were treated with charmed water. What conspiracies she whispered over the water, what signs she drew in the air with a cross, no one knew.

And she predicted fate, looking into her eyes, in rare cases she used cards for fortune telling.
At the same time, Valentina Pavlovna was not averse to surprising people.
It happened that only a person stepped on the threshold, and she was already answering a question that he did not even have time to ask. According to numerous eyewitnesses, Baranova very accurately described the past and present, her predictions always came true.

She spoke authoritatively with visitors and did not tolerate any objections. “Most of all, she hated lies,” Svyatashova said. - I immediately felt whether the person was telling the truth or not. Those who tried to deceive her were driven away.

In big church holidays and Sunday refused to accept people. Sometimes, he swears, swears, and then he will help on a holiday.
The activities and fame of Baranova were a thorn in the eye of the local builders of communism, who wrote denunciations to the district and regional committees more than once.
Once a commission from the district health department came to check, but the smart old woman kicked the doctors out with a scandal. In order not to repeat such embarrassment, the authorities decided to further influence Baranova through the district police officer.

He was indignant: “What, I’ll stand near the grandmother with a gun!” - but went to carry out explanatory work. Each time the same dialogue was repeated: “Valentina Pavlovna, honestly, it’s already embarrassing for me to reprimand you, and you are back to your own.” “I won’t, Vasya, I won’t, don’t pay attention to them.”

Somehow, the local son fell ill, and he turned to Baba Valya. “Bring the boy, bring it,” she readily agreed, and then, recollecting herself, added: “Ugh, I forgot, you’re not supposed to be in your position, well, let your wife quietly bring it.” For two days they washed the boy with charmed water, and all the illness was removed as if by hand.

In the mid-80s, when the winds of perestroika blew and interest in the so-called alternative medicine arose in society, the grandmother was given the title of “folk healer”. And all sorts of smart people began to fill up with her as students. She persecuted these “followers” ​​behind her: “Is this what they teach? I had a vision Mother of God and she blessed me. And to do it without the will of the Almighty - terrible sin... ”Baba Valya never told anyone about the troubles and sores of those who turned to her. Only once Praskovya Andreevna showed excessive curiosity, but the old woman immediately cut her off: "They torn off the nose of the curious Varvara."

Everyone who knew Baranova unanimously testifies: she did not charge a fee for treatment and predictions and did not ask. Brought - well, no - and not necessary. Who gave a loaf of bread and 50 kopecks, and who gave a luxurious carpet and a large sum of money. There were rumors that they gave her a lot of gold rings and earrings, but no one saw these jewels.

Two small rooms in her hut were a warehouse for industrial and food products. What was there: cuts of fabrics, scarves, dishes, perfumes, boxes of chocolates, cans of coffee, condensed milk, stew, homemade jams and pickles, bottles of vodka, champagne, expensive wines. All this has accumulated over the years. Baba Valya herself needs a lot.

She ate mostly vegetables and wore the same clothes. And to give away - oh, how I didn’t like it. Was stingy. Somehow Praskovya Andreevna needed a bottle of vodka. Baranova gave it up and was silent for two days, and on the third, resolutely, in a voice that brooked no objections, she said: “That’s what you are, Praskovya, where you got that half liter, put it there.”

Few people know that Baranova regularly gave money only for the church, she sent some gifts to convent. At the same time, Svyatashova's attempts to persuade her to transfer an unnecessary carpet to the temple ran into a stubborn unwillingness to part with an expensive thing.

Rumors about Baranova's wealth have been circulating for more than one year, but for the time being no one dared to encroach on Babkin's capital. This happened for the first time in the summer of 1985. A man, dressed in women's clothes, with a black stocking on his head, appeared at Baba Valya's house, passing through the vegetable gardens. Threatening with a knife, he demanded money from the old woman. The stranger was frightened off by neighbor boys who noticed him entering.

The second attack was carried out in November 1986 by two young men. They lived in Shpakovsky, had a criminal record. One of the criminals learned about Baranova and her treasures from her fellow villager during his stay in the pre-trial detention center.
At first, the robbers came to Kugulta to investigate the situation. We went into the house of Baba Valya and started a conversation: they say, one father has an alcoholic, whether his grandmother will undertake to treat him.

But she said: “You didn’t come to be treated, but according to my soul, I see it in your eyes” - and put up “good” fellows. A day later, late at night, carefully breaking the lock, the guys entered Baranova's house. Slightly strangling the old woman who woke up from the noise, one of the guys warned her: if, they say, to whom you tell, we will slaughter.

And then, hitting the tire iron on the head, they threw her to the floor. Under the featherbed in a handkerchief they found four thousand rubles, and that was it. Waking up after the bastards left, Baba Valya, wiping the blood from her face with her palm, with difficulty knelt before the icons. Crying, she prayed to God and asked to punish the offenders.

Apparently, the Lord heard the prayers, because the car of the robbers turned over at the entrance to the neighboring village ... The criminal case on the fact of the robbery attack on V.P. Baranova was entrusted to the investigator Tokova Sofya Bekbulatovna. Looking ahead, let's say that in the shortest possible time the robbers were found, their guilt was proven, and everyone got what they deserved. Tokova, who talked more than once with Valentina Pavlovna, recalled: “Baranova, at the age of 90, had an excellent memory and a sound mind. She was a very interesting conversationalist.

It was felt that Valentina Pavlovna received a good education and knew better times. I immediately drew attention to the books that belonged to her. These were Bibles, breviaries, herbalists, works on history, some other textbooks, all pre-revolutionary publications. When I praised the books, she said that her whole attic was filled with them, and noticed that she was offered 5 thousand rubles for one book, but she would not sell it for any money.

Money meant nothing to her, and she did not know the account for it. During the first examination, 9,000 rubles in hundred-ruble bills were found on the floor in a dirty handkerchief. Obviously, they also lay under the feather bed, but the robbers did not notice them. When Valentina Pavlovna was told about the find, she waved her hand indifferently: “But I didn’t know that they were lying there.”

In her room there was a large jug filled with coins of 50 kopecks and a ruble, so she did not count them as money. She prophesied the future for me and my children. Eight years have passed, and everything goes as predicted.

Yes, and she talked about the past as if I had written, and she had read it. She had unique abilities." It is not known how Tokova bribed Valentina Pavlovna, whether with a respectful attitude, compassion, which she lacked so much, or maybe a smart, beautiful, energetic woman, who herself experienced a lot, seemed to her a worthy interlocutor, only Sofya Bekbulatovna was the second person after Svyatashova, to whom Baranova opened, albeit for a moment, the veil of mystery that shrouded her life.

“A lot has been given to me, baby,” Valentina Pavlovna told her. - I look at a person and see whether he is happy or not, what he had, what awaits him. I treat nervous, female, skin diseases, sexual impotence. Whoever came to me, including very noble people. I drive some. So they don't understand that I'm not omnipotent.

If I can’t cure, then I don’t undertake ... The jester with the fact that I was robbed, let them choke on my goodness. I have enough money for a hundred of these bastards. Does money make a person happy? Human envy scares me. They do not like me, they are afraid, and others are ready to die from the world. What I see through a person is my cross, my Golgotha.

Who did I do wrong? What I know will die in me. Lord, if only they knew how much misfortune and misfortune, humiliation and suffering fell to my lot! Instead of pitying the miserable, lonely, sick old woman, they hate me so much. But did I ever think, a noble daughter whom everyone did not live and loved, that I would have to live like this ... ”She rummaged through the papers lying on the table and held out

Current yellowed old photograph. And on it - a young beauty with a proudly raised head, in a magnificent dress, with a delightful hairdo. Nearby, in armchairs, an elderly man and woman - Baranova's parents. Shocked, Tokova looks from the photograph to the ugly, unfortunate old woman sitting opposite, then back to the beauty in the ball gown and does not believe her eyes. Valentina Pavlovna was born in 1895 in Stavropol in a family of wealthy parents.

Her father, according to her, was a famous person. She didn't seem to be married. In 1918, the Bolsheviks shot her parents in front of her eyes. Her brothers and sisters died in the civil war. Presumably, during the retreat with the white troops, she came under shelling; wounded and shell-shocked, they dug her out of the ground. During the operation, the chest, torn by shrapnel, was amputated.

In the 1920s and 1930s, she went through prison, camps, and was in exile. “All of mine were destroyed, I alone survived, and I was judged only because I was a noble daughter,” Valentina Pavlovna said bitterly, “and I lived on a wolf ticket without any rights.

Then I huddled in Kugulta, I thought, at least I’ll live here in peace, yes, apparently, it’s not fate ... ”Shortly before her death, Valentina Pavlovna made a will. She refused the hut to her nephew, bequeathed property and money from savings books (15 thousand in total) to Svyatashova on the condition that she bury her, put a white marble cross on her grave and commemorate her in church. Soon Praskovya Andreevna's niece died. Valentina Pavlovna said: “Now she (niece) will take yours.
One is sick, the other is healthy. - After a pause, she added: - If I don’t, you will have a big problem. “After some time,” Svyatashova said, crying, “my brother died, he was sick.

I already began to forget her words, how in 1991 my son died. She knew what would happen to him, she only took pity on me, did not say directly that I should not suffer, that I should not live in terrible expectation. She felt when someone was going to die, and that's why they were afraid of her."

Valentina Pavlovna also predicted her own death. Tokova, seeing how the old woman was walking barefoot on the frozen ground, noticed that she would catch a cold, Baba Valya grinned: “Baby, nothing will happen to me, I am not afraid of death. I will live long and tedious, and they will kill me. God won't take me until they kill me. And every day I expect a knife in the back. When two boys burned down in the village in a fire, Baranova remarked: “These are my brothers, they will burn me too.”

On March 1, 1988, Praskovya Andreevna, as always, managed the housework at Baranova. When she was about to leave, Baba Valya stopped her: “Well, I will leave you soon. Don't come tomorrow, I need to be alone. Come the day after tomorrow, but not in the morning, but for dinner. And in parting, she quietly and affectionately said: “Thank you for not leaving me ...”. On March 3, Svyatashova discovered her half-burned corpse in the kitchen of Baranova's house.

There was a large open wound on Baba Valya's neck. After killing the old woman, they doused her with gasoline and set her on fire, hoping that the fire would hide the traces of the atrocity. But due to lack of oxygen (shutters and doors were closed), only the kitchen burned out. The investigation into the murder of Baranova continues to this day (recall, this article was written in 1994).

Since nothing seems to have been stolen, the version of the murder for the purpose of robbery has disappeared. According to one version, they killed Baba Valya out of revenge, they say, annoyed someone. Local residents are firmly convinced of this: “They took revenge on her. She did a lot of harm to people. She was a witch and didn't go to church. She transferred the negative biofield from the sick not to herself, but to those who lived in the village. How many families she broke, how many people she made unhappy. But no one could give a single concrete example.

Everything is hearsay. Svyatashova continued to stand her ground: “If they killed her out of revenge, then by slander. She didn't harm people. He healed with the cross and prayer. And she went to church as long as she had the strength, and God knows what she repented of to the priest, only she received the remission of sins. And they buried her as it should be."
Already during the investigation, someone hinted to Svyatashova that it would be nice to transfer the money bequeathed to her by Baranova for the needs of the orphanage. Then Valentina Pavlovna's nephew came to Kugulta - and immediately to Svyatashova: "Why does she need such an expensive cross, I'm building a dacha, I need money."

Only Praskovya Andreevna turned out to be a hard nut to crack and did not give back the money. She traveled to Stavropol for a year and a half and, shortly before the rise in price, managed to put a snow-white marble cross on the grave of Valentina Pavlovna. The property of Baranova, bequeathed to Svyatashova, was plundered by the nephew and neighbors of the deceased. Friendship with Baba Valya cost Svyatashova dearly.

She was accused of having gone to learn to conjure, that she had cut the old woman's throat and profited from her money. “God is their judge, he sees everything, and the blood of her killers will be shed, I know for sure,” she said confidently ...

Today, in the Stavropol Territory, folk healers have divorced at least a dime a dozen. They have offices, security guards, fees for all types of services. It's just that people don't have faith in them. And they believed Baba Valya. And after her death, everyone came to Kugulta people. Upon learning of the death of Valentina Pavlovna, many cried ...

“Bismillah ir rahman ir rahim…” The monotonous voice plunged me into drowsiness, and the fingers of an elderly woman confidently massaged the cervical spine of my spine. Chronic osteochondrosis has been causing me discomfort for several years, but after a 15-minute massage by Baba Chima, I felt like I was reborn.

“For good, you would have to come to me a couple of times to consolidate the result. So take the time if you care about your health.”

Chimnaz Kerim Ulakkyzy Nasyrova. It is not so easy to pronounce, and even more so to remember, so the villagers simply call her Baba Chima. The house of a local sorceress is located on the edge of the village of Kuchki in the Penza region. She appeared in the village 17 years ago, before that she lived in Kamenka for several years, and even earlier - in Baku.

She, along with her son and daughter, had to leave Azerbaijan because of the outbreak of war. The woman still remembers the years she lived in Baku with tears in her eyes. She tells how she graduated from the library technical school there, how she was in charge of the factory library for more than a dozen years, and regularly wrote to the local newspaper.

“My mother, grandmother and great-grandmother come from the village of Kichkileika, so the Sura region is my second homeland,” Baba Chima says. - And my mother also treated people. But she healed with prayers, and I with my hands. But don't forget about prayer. And I read the prayer in Arabic.

She began to treat in Baku. When we arrived in Kamenka, we were settled in a hostel. At first I treated the neighbors, and then rumors about me spread throughout the district. There used to be 30 people a day. Someone with a boil, and someone has a more serious illness.

Once a woman approached me, she worked in the tax office. She was in the hospital with breast cancer, the doctors no longer undertook to operate. She came to me at 7 in the morning - she ran away from the hospital - I gave her a massage and read prayers. And the disease began to come out with pus, and after a few months there was no trace of metastases. The doctors just shrugged it off."

The sorceress had to deal with another case of breast cancer quite recently, when she was treating a fellow villager. Baba Chima hopes that her strength will be enough to overcome the fatal diagnosis. Of course, such treatment is not easy for the healer herself. Every time you have to restore strength, almost a day lying in bed on the couch.

They also took her to the children's hospital to see a girl who suffered from boils all over her body. Reading a prayer, putting her hand on the child's head, the healer plunged the girl into a dream. And when she woke up a few hours later, only pale spots remained from the abscesses, which disappeared the next day.

In the midst of our conversation, suddenly, a fractional knock is heard from under the floorboard. In response to my surprised look, Baba Chima smiles:

“This is my brownie, I call him Dost, which means friend in Azerbaijani. Left as a legacy from previous owners. He found out that the guests had come, so he runs around, is interested. Loves to play with my dogs. And most of all, he loves milk. I’ll leave the bowl in the hallway for the night - in the morning it’s already clean, it’s just shining.”

Even people from other regions of Russia go to Kuchki to see a healer. Sometimes the woman herself has to leave the village. For example, several times she was invited to treat the afflicted in Moscow. True, as the pensioner admits, she does not like the capital. There are many people and a dark aura over the city.

They come to Baba Chima, by the way, not only to be treated, but also to tell fortunes or remove damage. It can “charge” from spoilage both plain water and strong drinks, such as cognac or vodka.

“I once stayed in Kazan and sat with friends in a cafe,” recalls the healer. - And at the next table men ate and drank. I decided to give them a present. She asked everyone for a glass of vodka, loaded the alcohol and ordered them to drink it to the bottom.

The company laughed, and after a few minutes they were not laughing when first one, and then the other, and so on, rushed to the restroom. And I explained to them that through diarrhea the body is cleansed of damage and the evil eye.

By the way, it is easy to find out if there is damage on a person. Just look at his face. If the mouth is crooked, constantly opening and closing, then something is wrong.

And Baba Chima guesses with the help of water, a frying pan, a bowl, a sieve and candles.

“A lot of bad things are happening around,” the healer shakes her head. - Your gift should be used for good, not for evil. And people do not understand that, turning to the sorcerer with a request to impose damage or the evil eye on someone, they themselves take the side of evil.

And sorcerers, of course, do not favor me. But they can't really hurt. One here recently threw me a bag of earth from the cemetery. So I burned it, and when I met this woman, I said that she was a fool, she only knew how to scare people, but she had no strength.

When Baba Chima was already seeing me off, there was again a clatter in the hallway from under the floorboard.

“This is Dost saying goodbye to you, son. He liked you. So come again, we will treat your osteochondrosis until you become young and healthy again.”

Here, far from the bustle of the city, the noise of an endless stream of cars, you will breathe clean air and see the friendly faces of the villagers. It is here that the grandfather-healer from Krivandino lives, reviews of which have circled many forums about alternative medicine.

Help for the desperate

In moments when it seems that all the forces have dried up, the masses of methods and medicines of modern medicine have been tried, it remains to hope for a miracle. It is with such thoughts that people are drawn in a string, the purpose of the route of which is the Moscow region, the village of Krivandino, the healer Valentin Nikolaevich. This pleasant, calm grandfather with fatherly kindness will respond to the misfortune of everyone and help with his gift with everything he can. He heals with prayers.

His supernatural abilities, as those whom he has already helped write, they are able to inspire hope in desperate wives and speak to a husband from drunkenness, to cure a sick child from an illness. The doctor accepts visitors with children out of turn. Valentin Nikolaevich has the skill to put into hypnosis, remove damage, put up protection. His house is filled with icons and the smell of healing herbs, from which the healer makes medicinal preparations. The village of Krivandino, due to its remoteness from megacities, has a favorable ecological situation, so the plants collected in the vicinity do not contain salts of heavy metals. The healing of Valentin Nikolayevich was blessed by the rector at the Trinity-Sergius Lavra. The magician will tell you how to recover from a particular disease with the help of traditional medicine how to maintain health naturally and at home.

How to thank?

A true healer unique abilities and knowledge, will never profit from the misfortune of a needy person. Valentin Nikolayevich does not have any kind of tariff, he helps everyone out of kindness. Visitors themselves bring him everything they want to thank. These are food products: canned food, cereals, sweets, tea, coffee, homemade preparations. Whoever wishes, leaves him money in the amount that he decides to give himself. The healer takes some gifts to the orphanage. So noble and sympathetic is the heart of a rural magician, who is known in every home. To a direct question about payment, the healer grandfather from Krivandino, whose reviews are extremely positive, replies that absolutely nothing is needed. However, any work should be rewarded, and if you are going to visit it, think about this moment.

How to get there?

The grandfather-healer does not keep an appointment. From Krivandino, reviews from fellow villagers are only the kindest, everyone will show the way to the healer's house. You can get to the village of Krivandino by public transport (bus or train) or by car. The address where the house of the rural craftsman is located: Moscow region, Shatursky district, Krivandino village, Tsentralnaya street, house 88. You need to go by train to the Krivandino station - Kazan direction of the Moscow Railway. By car, you can drive along Novoryazanskoye or Egoryevskoye highways. Motorists recommend Novoryazanskoye Highway due to the more satisfactory condition of the roadway. Reception strictly from 7.00 to 13.00. Visitors who regularly come to it recommend planning a trip for Wednesday or Thursday, as there are many people who want to get to the village of Krivandino on weekends. Healer Valentine also does not receive the afflicted during Holy Week of Lent. Sunday and Monday are closed days.

Be healthy!

The grandfather-healer from Krivandino, whose reviews speak of his amazing gift, assures that all ailments and ailments in the human body happen from an imbalance in the nervous system. Claims that energy treatment is effective, balancing frequencies. Valentin Nikolayevich believes in God, in his thoughtful creation of a person who must actively move, eat right and live fully up to at least 85 years old. The secret of longevity and the absence of disease, according to the healer, is in cleansing the body. He advises a Russian bath, drinking clean water (at least 1.5 liters a day), cleansing with enemas, and strengthening the immune system. Valentin Nikolayevich in no way denies modern medicine, and even recommends regularly taking tests for the timely detection of pathologies.