Sunday, December 22, 2013
Holiday greetings
Happy New Year to all my readers. Please help spread the word that bioenergy therapies can be a blessing to cancer sufferers everywhere, easing pain and improving quality of life. If you are a cancer sufferer or a care giver, my thoughts and prayers are with you.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
An uphill battle still
Recently I read an article entitled "It takes courage to ‘fight’ cancer; it takes the same to give in" in the Globe and Mail. It was about a conversation overheard in a hospital between an elderly cancer patient and his doctor, in which the patient declined further treatment because it was not doing anything for him and decided to take his chances with whatever fate had in store for him.
Such patients are great candidates for bioenergy treatments, which have no side effects and can be very helpful with palliation and quality of life issues.
I decided to add a comment to the article and say so. When I checked back a few hours later, my comment was at the bottom of the heap, with 18 thumbs down and a few replies saying that I should stay on topic and one with the words "snake oil" in it.
Why so many thumbs down? It causes me pain to know that we have the power to ease the suffering of cancer patients and have no means of reaching them.
Many people commenting on the article applauded the courage of the person who made the decision to stop treatment. Did these same people vote down my suggestion that there was something out there that could help him? In effect, they applauded the person's suffering, but voted down the possibility that it might be alleviated.
What a strange society we live in.
Such patients are great candidates for bioenergy treatments, which have no side effects and can be very helpful with palliation and quality of life issues.
I decided to add a comment to the article and say so. When I checked back a few hours later, my comment was at the bottom of the heap, with 18 thumbs down and a few replies saying that I should stay on topic and one with the words "snake oil" in it.
Why so many thumbs down? It causes me pain to know that we have the power to ease the suffering of cancer patients and have no means of reaching them.
Many people commenting on the article applauded the courage of the person who made the decision to stop treatment. Did these same people vote down my suggestion that there was something out there that could help him? In effect, they applauded the person's suffering, but voted down the possibility that it might be alleviated.
What a strange society we live in.
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Dr. Kelly Turner on spontaneous remissions
Good news -- spontaneous remissions happen more often than we think. Cancer counselor Dr. Kelly Turner calls them "unexpected remissions" and has written a book about them. The book is scheduled to appear in March 2014 under the title “Radical Remission: Surviving Cancer Against All Odds”. Well worth reading, by the sounds of it.
Update: now you can watch this interview with Kelly Turner.
Update: now you can watch this interview with Kelly Turner.
Monday, December 2, 2013
What cats can teach us about energy healing - Pt. 2
A reminder: cats don't do placebo. If something has an effect on a cat, it is most likely a real effect and has nothing to do with anything the cat believes.
Milton was my friend J.'s cat, an 18-year-old grey tabby with a beautiful face. Early in August J. noticed that Milton was having trouble breathing and she took Milton to the vet. After a battery of tests, including x-rays, the vet returned with bad news: Milton had metastasized cancer, with tumours everywhere including her connective tissue, and fluid in the lungs. The vet aspirated the fluid to make Milton more comfortable and expressed the view that Milton would likely die within the week.
J. phoned me to ask for some energy healing for Milton. I asked her what the intent of the healing should be and she said that given Milton's advanced age (over 100 in human years) I should probably focus on comfort, pain reduction, and an easy passing. The best method for that was Reiki, so I gave Milton Reiki, with the result that she stopped hiding and began behaving more normally again.
Over the next month Milton deteriorated gradually, until by the end of August it looked like she would be passing very shortly. J. had to go to a wedding the last weekend of August and asked me to cat-sit. For the first time ever in a long history of cat-sitting I had to ask the cat owner what I should do if the cat passed away under my care. The solution included the vet, a cat carrier and public transit. It was an alarming prospect and I wasn't comfortable with the possibility of having to deal with it.
When I arrived at the house, Milton was in very bad shape indeed. She lay on her mat breathing heavily. Occasionally she would get up and slowly limp over to her food and water dish, look at them forlornly without eating or drinking, then limp back to her mat. It didn't look good.
I really didn't want Milton to die on my watch. So I gave her two hours worth of energy healing, including a technique specific to cancer that I learned from another friend who had trained with Kurt Peterson. It was intense work, but worth it. The next morning when I got up, Milton was sitting at the foot of stairs waiting for me, noisily demanding to be fed.
After her owners got home, they reported that Milton returned to eating and drinking, and even playing when presented with a catnip-filled toy. She no longer seemed to need her daily dose of morphine. She lived another two months, passing on the first of November.
To the people who now say "but she wasn't cured", I point out that she was 18 years old. Everything must die of something sometime. Healers like Kurt Peterson and Bill Bengston all say that age is a huge factor in openness to healing; at some point the body can no longer bounce back. But still, almost three extra months of life in a cat is a long time. We have seen even longer periods of survival in people. And unlike people, cats cannot be accused of living longer because they fell victim to the placebo effect (some sarcasm intended).
Milton was my friend J.'s cat, an 18-year-old grey tabby with a beautiful face. Early in August J. noticed that Milton was having trouble breathing and she took Milton to the vet. After a battery of tests, including x-rays, the vet returned with bad news: Milton had metastasized cancer, with tumours everywhere including her connective tissue, and fluid in the lungs. The vet aspirated the fluid to make Milton more comfortable and expressed the view that Milton would likely die within the week.
J. phoned me to ask for some energy healing for Milton. I asked her what the intent of the healing should be and she said that given Milton's advanced age (over 100 in human years) I should probably focus on comfort, pain reduction, and an easy passing. The best method for that was Reiki, so I gave Milton Reiki, with the result that she stopped hiding and began behaving more normally again.
Over the next month Milton deteriorated gradually, until by the end of August it looked like she would be passing very shortly. J. had to go to a wedding the last weekend of August and asked me to cat-sit. For the first time ever in a long history of cat-sitting I had to ask the cat owner what I should do if the cat passed away under my care. The solution included the vet, a cat carrier and public transit. It was an alarming prospect and I wasn't comfortable with the possibility of having to deal with it.
When I arrived at the house, Milton was in very bad shape indeed. She lay on her mat breathing heavily. Occasionally she would get up and slowly limp over to her food and water dish, look at them forlornly without eating or drinking, then limp back to her mat. It didn't look good.
I really didn't want Milton to die on my watch. So I gave her two hours worth of energy healing, including a technique specific to cancer that I learned from another friend who had trained with Kurt Peterson. It was intense work, but worth it. The next morning when I got up, Milton was sitting at the foot of stairs waiting for me, noisily demanding to be fed.
After her owners got home, they reported that Milton returned to eating and drinking, and even playing when presented with a catnip-filled toy. She no longer seemed to need her daily dose of morphine. She lived another two months, passing on the first of November.
To the people who now say "but she wasn't cured", I point out that she was 18 years old. Everything must die of something sometime. Healers like Kurt Peterson and Bill Bengston all say that age is a huge factor in openness to healing; at some point the body can no longer bounce back. But still, almost three extra months of life in a cat is a long time. We have seen even longer periods of survival in people. And unlike people, cats cannot be accused of living longer because they fell victim to the placebo effect (some sarcasm intended).
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