A couple of hours ago, I returned from a physical therapy appointment to help in my current recovery, the mere thought of which brings me tears of gratitude since I have been waiting to "get worse and then die" for years. I was told to expect that by several members of the medical community.
Back in 1995 I was in the midst of preparing for the first of four vision quests. As part of that preparation, I spoke with several doctors, given my disabled and apparently fragile condition. They told me that I would probably die. I then spoke with a Navajo elder who said simply "I guess you better stop talking to doctors, then". What he did not say is that most doctors do not think in terms of the power of love or the healing power of love and other healing practices like vision quests.
In 1988 I was diagnosed by DR. David Zee at Johns Hopkins hospital with Cerebellar Degeneration/Atrophy, a disease I understood to be progressive, degenerative and terminal. At that time I was in what would normally be considered the last stages. I was using crutches, my doctors were telling me to use a wheelchair and I was in P.T. learning to crawl. I was in extreme pain and spent most of my free time in bed. After a period of depression following diagnosis, I began a daily healing meditative practice using the power of love. I have continued that practice 1-3 times a day for the last 37 years. Most mornings I get up at 2-3:00 A.M. for an hour of prayer and meditation. The result is that I have partially recovered from the cerebellar problem and fully recovered from numerous other problems (hypothyroidism, heart arrhythmia with PVCs, reflex sympathetic dystrophy, lung problems, tinnitus, athletes foot and undiagnosed cancer).
I have once again begun recovering from the cerebellar problem and hope the recovery continues. I believe that the medical community is wonderful and that they do great things, but that they are limited. What I have just described is not possible according to the medical community. Boy am I grateful!
