by
Dennis Robinson
“...cancer was the best thing that ever happened to me. [It]
taught me much but I was born a rebel soul, I am now 54 years old and enjoy
good health and travel each winter to South America. Last year I spent two
months in Brazil hiking the amazon jungle and telling My Earth Mother how
wonderful she is and how thankful I am for her and the beauty of life that
surrounds me.”
Diagnosis, surgery & biopsy
16
years ago I was diagnosed with cancer (tumors in the sigmoid curve of the
decending colon) and was told I could possibly live another 6 months if I took
the chemo. Whether it was stage 1,2,3, or 4 (terminal) I do not know. I know
only that the surgeon and the radiation and chemo oncologist present during the
surgery all agreed that I would live maybe 6 months. That is if I took the
chemo. NO-BRAINER at least for me. I wouldn't take the chemo no matter what they said. I saw too many friends go that
route and I preferred not to die like that.
So,
fortunately I had paid attention in my short life and knew from my past
friends’ experience that if ever confronted with this antagonist, I would take
my chance with the cancer for there had to be a far better way to cross over to
the other side of life than a dance with the chemo.
During
surgery (simply because I did not know better at the time) they found tumors in
some lymph nodes as well as others attached to the prostate and stomach. They
were saying they thought other organs may be affected as well. (Have you heard
of the Richard Block Cancer Center in Kansas City Missouri? That is the home of
Henry and Richard Block of H&R Block tax accountants. They are very popular
here in the U.S. Richard started the center and had a board of five physicians.
Three of these men were in the operating room. The surgeon, chemo guy and
radiation guy. I found this out when I took my case before the board for a
second opinion. They said there was nothing they could do.)
Taking things into my own hands
The
next day I hung the bags, one for urine, one for drainage coming out the left
side of my abdomen, the huge IV in my neck, I hung these on the IV tree and
began walking up and down the halls a few times a day. They were freaking on
this, the hospital staff, but I was going to walk out on my own. After a week
of begging the docs to let me go they finally sent me home.
The
oncologist that administers the chemo told me all the things he would do but I
told him no way I was going out of this life like that. He was an arrogant SOB.
They called me at home for several weeks after, telling me that I was giving up
and I was a coward. They could give me 6 more months, was I stupid? I had a
follow-up appointment with the surgeon a few weeks later, the day after I began
my self-healing, and he told me, "the stronger I got from the diet and
exercise, the stronger the cancer would get." He was brilliant. I still
laugh at that one.
Back to Eden: my self-healing begins
The
day after I was out of the hospital my best friend and his dad came to visit.
His dad had a book called "Back to Eden" by Jethro Kloss written in
the 1920s. It lay on my coffee table for a couple of weeks before I opened it
and read his words. If I did the veggie diet and drank the violet leaf tea, it
would cure the cancer. I began the next morning by boiling onions and carrots
and drinking a large pot of this tea each day.
The
treatment I used changed as I was ready. I began the journey with Mr. Kloss's
information. The violet leaf tea. Which I simply boiled in a big pot and then
drank at least 6 quarts a day. A bit extreme but I liked it. Of course no sugar
or sweetener. I ate only fresh fruit and vegetables for a few weeks, then began
oatmeal in the morning. No sugar or milk, no poison. I put a little honey in the water as it
heated and then stirred in the oats. Quick or regular or steel cut, it doesn't
matter.
Then
I started studying macrobiotics but they are biased and think they have the only truth. B.
S. You take the good and spit out the bad, as in all things. But I learned
about bean curd which I love. Brown rice which is Mother’s milk to us. The sea
veggies, other grains such as millet and barley. Beans of all kinds. But that
started a few months after I did the Kloss thing.
But
I was very strict, I was wanting
to live. I did not
falter in the least. I gave up drinking everything but water and lots of it and
the tea , fruit juice and veggie juice. No vitamins or anything else added.
I have talked with people about this for many years and the first thing I ask is if they smoke. If they say "do I have to stop smoking"? then I know they don't have the mettle to heal themselves. What are you prepared to do for good health? I didn't drink beer, booze, wine, nothing alcoholic. I guess I was willing to do whatever made logical sense. I followed my path, when I learned about red clover and other herbs I incorporated them into my tea. Like the twig and stem kicocha or something like that (a macrobiotic thing).
“Only one kind of
cancer”
I
have learned there is only one type of cancer, it begins in the marrow where
cells are produced and "cancer" as we call it is the body’s way of
dealing with abnormalities. The cells find the weakest link and the body
isolates these cells in the form of a tumor to save our lives. We need to work
with the body’s natural healing system to rid ourselves of these tumors. But it
all starts in the marrow in the blood and by cleansing the blood we heal
ourselves. Nature is very logical and very simple. We do not fight against
nature but we bend to the wind and storms of life and we not only survive but
we thrive.
So
the tumors are only signs that your body is fighting a blood condition. It is
producing unhealthy cells and the body is isolating them to form tumors.
Listen to your body & your intuition
You
have to listen to your body. All people are different and if you touch mama she
will not let you down. If you show her a pure heart and she knows you are
serious then she will lead you down your own path. Even if you die in a week or
a month or a year it is not a bad thing. I was ready, I faced it and did not
fear the reaper. I see the other side as another step in the journey of life.
It is the promise of birth, we cannot run nor hide from it.
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