HEALING POWER

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Aged 63. The first summer
with MND/ALS |
Aged 76. Still traveling
that healing path |
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Paul Vineburg, the owner of this site, has
very kindly asked me to include my story in these
pages. I haven't yet turned my disease around so
I'll try to justify my presence among those who have, or
are in the process of doing so. The sole purpose of this
is to offer hope to my fellow PALS. We need all the
wherewithal we can muster to heal. This will be just
another tool in our meager arsenal of weapons against
ALS/MND. Hopefully, my longevity and abilities, which are
not unique, will inspire and encourage. My concepts on
self healing are not new. They're as old as recorded
history, and very probably even before. My healing beliefs
are based on the Greek philosophers and the bible, to
present day proponents of self healing.
Over 13 years ago, in January of 1986, my
twitching, right thumb took me to my doctor who sent me to
a neurologist. The neurologist put me through a battery of
tests, including an MRI, which resulted in an incorrect
diagnosis of severe cervical spondylosis. I went back to
my GP, told him the diagnosis and he offered, "Oh,
thank God, Bill. I thought you had Lou Gehrig's
Disease." Very astute doctor. I had done a lot
of reading about all the diseases that exhibited my
symptoms. I narrowed it down to vitamin B deficiency,
peripheral neuropathy and amyotrophic lateral sclerosis,
all of which mimicked cervical spondylosis. I had hoped
for vitamin B deficiency due to its simple solution. But
after continuing to stumble and fall, fracturing my wrist
in the process, I thought I'd better check into this
further.
I went to a neuro-surgeon who put me in
the hospital for a myelography which determined that I had
cervical and lumbar degeneration. But the doctor was
"suspicious" of my "spastisity" and
referred me to the University of Chicago Hospital
Neurology Department. After repeating the initial series
of tests in Chicago, I got the correct diagnosis of
ALS/MND. That neurologist gave me the usual prognosis...
cause not known... no treatment or cure... 2 to 5 years to
live. Surprisingly, and untypically, I took the prognosis
in stride. In fact, I listened to a Cub's baseball game
while driving home. I'm not relating my reaction to be
smug or appear indifferent to death. Far from that. It
wasn't denial either. I just felt I had the inner resolve
to cope with my situation. I have always been an
independent, stubborn, self reliant person. I had a
certain indefinable quality. Some may call it inner
strength but it is not quite that. It is a total absence
of hopelessness or helplessness. I trusted the process of
life to take care of me. I had the conviction that I would
survive. I was, and am, a survivor. I reacted, however, to
the light hearted manner in which the doctor was
predicting my death. I strongly resented his
"here we go gathering nuts in May" attitude,
about my death. I just wasn't going to be another
"good patient" and die when he predicted I
would. It's the old chestnut of believing the doctor's
prognosis so strongly that you "become a self
fulfilling prophesy." An analogy states that some
doctors think M.D. stands for Medical Deity. I don't
revere doctors and put them on a pedestal, as some people
do. They are my equal, perhaps, but that's all. I might
add that it has been statistically determined that
patients who give their doctors a hard time are the
survivors.
Relocating was a difficult decision to make. At
64 years of age, retired and single, I enjoyed my
beautiful beach house I had completely renovated, the
beach, my dog and just life in general. But I sold my
house on the southern tip of Lake Michigan and bought a
house in East Peoria, across the Illinois River from
Peoria, where I was born and raised. I felt a need to be
near my family in whatever time I had left. Ironically, in
the almost 12 years I've lived here, most of my family
have passed on.
Four years into my disease, I was still, for the
most part, functioning normally. My only problem was
falling occasionally, fracturing a few additional bones.
In January, 1990 I read Dr. Bernie Siegel's two books on
self healing, Love,
Medicine & Miracles and Peace,
Love & Healing, in
which he writes about Evy McDonald, a nurse who healed
herself of ALS/MND. The knowledge that a person healed
herself of ALS/MND excited me. There was hope! Evy was a
staff member of a philanthropic organization in Seattle. I
immediately called her there, at The
New Road Map Foundation , several times, but couldn't
get in touch with her. So, I wrote a letter to Evy
explaining my situation. She answered with the opening
remark, "What an outrageously wonderful letter -
Thank you for sharing of yourself - so deeply and
honestly.", and sent an audio cassette of a talk she
had given to a church group, explaining how she reversed
her disease. That was the start of a wonderful friendship
and the beginning of a beneficial transformation in me,
which is still in process.
It's difficult to describe the efficacy of Evy's
letters. She taught me, by example, that a healing of
ALS/MND was possible. Evy has been a powerful driving
force to my longevity. I've listened to Evy's tape, Taking
On Life, literally, hundreds of times. Due to the
prolonged exposure to Evy's words, it's inevitable that
I'll paraphrase her. There are those who do not accept her
story. Her reversal of ALS/MND is well documented by
prominent neurologists, yet people, medical doctors among
them, just refuse to believe the facts. Some say she
was misdiagnosed or just don't believe her story. Evy
suffered polio at a very young age and I've heard that
some doctors claim she went through a "post
polio" syndrome rather than having ALS/MND. I've
known some people, with ALS/MND, who didn't or
couldn't accept Evy's healing. Those disbelievers
lacked faith and hope and are now gone. Survivors must
have hope. The expression, "false hope" is
sometimes used. There is no such thing as false hope.
That's an oxymoron. Hope is hope. There may be hope based
on a false premise but hope is still hope. Faith and hope
are essential to healing.
It is important to note that Evy
used no supplements or external devices to heal herself.
She used the God given device, her mind, her pragmatic
thoughts, to effect a healing. It's been documented
that a person with multiple personalities can have a
disease, diabetes for example, in one personality and not
in another personality. Proof of what one's thoughts can
do to and/or for a body. Evy, in effect, became another
person. She changed her entire life's beliefs. She became
a person whose internal environment wasn't right for
disease. In the last year, I have found a second
tape by Evy, on the Internet. at The
Simple Living Network . Both cassettes, of Evy's, Taking
On Life and Living With Illness are offered at
that site and the second tape is every bit as effective as
her first tape.
Evy's influence on my belief system was
extraordinary. Her ideas were augmented by the
philosophies of authors of books on self healing, Joseph
Murphy, Dr. Bernie Siegel, Louis Proto, Louise Hay Hay
House , Dr. Herbert Benson, Dr. C. Norman Shealy &
Carolyn Myss, Caroline Myss,
Norman Cousins, Joan Borysenko, Peace Pilgrim, Friends
of Peace Pilgrim and others. I used tapes for
visualization, meditation and imaging all of which are
that royal road to the subconscious. I use a Walkman to
listen to tapes in bed at night before going to sleep. The
subconscious mind is more receptive prior to sleep and
upon awakening. I have culled philosophies, theories and
ideas from many sources to form my fundamental belief
structure. I believe there is a center of wisdom in each
one of us that will choose and accept what is right for
us. The greater the source of self healing methods we
expose ourselves to, the more choices we have in
developing our individual belief system.
After going on 14 years of having ALS/MND I'm
still walking and talking. I have a cane and walker but
never use either. I sometimes use a wheelchair when going
out to the doctor or shopping. My speech is faulty but
still understood. I talk on the phone with friends and
family and they understand me. I walk in the house by
using walls, furniture and appliances to give myself
balance. Although my energy level is low, I take care of
all my personal needs. I make my bed every day, change it
once a week and do my laundry once a week, which involves
going down a flight of stairs in my split level home. I
exercise three times a week, in my bathroom, before my
shower. Standing in front of my vanity, I do squats, side
bends, pushups off the vanity, et cetera. But, my
proudest physical achievements are cutting my own hair,
which I've been doing for 35 years, (When I started, I
figured, if Cary Grant can do it, so can I.) and putting
in and removing my hard contact lenses every day. I
haven't lost a lens in more than 15 years. I watch sports
on TV, rent a video once a week, read, listen to self
healing tapes, listen to music CDs and tapes, prepare my
own meals and work with my computer. I very seldom leave
the house but have a glass sliding door with large
adjacent window, in my family room, from which I
enjoy nature in the woods behind my house. The glass door
leads to a deck I can enjoy if I choose. My life style
might be unacceptable to some, but, in general, I enjoy
it. I feel blessed and am content with it.
What brings on illness and disease? Every
cell in our bodies responds to every thought we think and
every word we speak. A lifetime of pervasive,
negative thoughts about how we perceive ourselves,
others and the world around us weakens the immune system
and generates an internal environment in which a disease
can grow, thrive and even flourish. Lack of unconditional
love of the self is the bottom line. Some are
uncomfortable with the word love applied to themselves.
It's not a romantic love, of course. Unconditional love of
the self is a complete acceptance and approval of the
self. Many will claim that their loved ones do or did love
themselves and are offended at the suggestion that they
didn't. But did they really? Or did their facade fool
people into thinking that they did. People have a private,
hidden part of themselves and a mask is developed to cover
it. A well developed facade will deny the presence of
inner negativity. My facade fooled many people into
thinking I loved myself and sometimes it fooled me. I have
discovered that I had my feet planted firmly in the air
for years when I thought they were firmly on the ground.
Environmental factors play a part, too, in the disease
that will manifest. Constant, habitual, negative thoughts
about ourselves will create a disease in a person that
they are genetically and environmentally prone to. Hate
and all negative emotions are totally useless and produce
suffering. Negative thoughts about ourselves give our
subconscious a "die" message.
Conversely, love of ourselves and positive
thoughts about ourselves give the subconscious a
"live" message. There are many elements to self
healing. Positive thinking alone isn't enough. A
conviction in the efficacy of any method of healing is an
essential component. If you believe
it will heal, it will. Shamans and witch doctors
who heal demonstrate what the mind can do to the body.
It's the belief that heals, not the method or object used.
I firmly adhere to the idea that, if I were absolutely
convinced that hugging trees would heal me, it most
certainly would. The mind is much more powerful than is
generally realized. The placebo effect can astonish even
the most ardent believers. Dr. Bernie Siegel, in his book,
Love, Medicine &
Miracles, tells a story about a man who
personifies the placebo effect. Living in the present is
also important. Forgetting the past and forgiving those in
our past will help heal. Ridding our
minds of all negative emotions, fear, anger, jealousy,
resentment, worry, et cetera, will aid in healing.
Constant, repetitious positive thinking about ourselves
can arrest or even reverse a disease. Thoughts
alone can and do heal as evidenced by Evy McDonald. But
utter and complete honesty with the self is absolutely
essential to healing. Love of ourselves is not enough. We
must love others as well and it must come from the heart.
That means getting rid of resentment and all negative
emotions for others. Good health is a byproduct of loving,
accepting and approving of ourselves and others. But how
to do that? Constant repetitive positive affirmations
about ourselves and others is essential. Listening to
tapes is a very effective way in which to reach the
subconscious. One final ingredient. The motive for healing
should be to love and help others and, again, this must
come from the heart. I refer to Dr. Bernie Siegel again.
In his book, Peace,
Love & Healing, he tells a beautiful story
about a landscape gardener who overcame his disease with
the desire to give to others.
There are skeptics who may ask, "If your
beliefs are so powerful, why haven't you healed?" My
answer to that is, if I had the negative mind set that
skeptics have, I would have gone down the drain 12 or 13
years ago and I would not be enjoying life and trying to
help others as I am today. I will never relent in my quest
to heal myself. As you already know, in the title of this
piece, the HEALING POWER is LOVE. The
sincere desire to help and be of service to others will
take me to a higher spiritual level. I will continue to
seek a higher spiritual level until the day I die through
helping and being of service to others.
One of my favorite Emily Dickinson poems
describes where I'm coming from and what I am about.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
If I leave a legacy or leave you with just one,
single, solitary thought, may it be that:

I am eager to email with anyone
and exchange ideas.
wrblos@home.com
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