Dear Subscribers,

One person (oops, now three) wrote about the film(s) and one about Chy's message, but it's Sunday, late afternoon after a day with remarkably clear skies!

This will be one of those sagas.

In 1972, I returned to Hawaii after years of work and travel, both in Asia and Europe, but my mother was ill, allegedly dying. Maybe, she just missed me a bit. The Big Island was a sleepy place in those days; and I felt that some of my wanderlust had been spent, but I had no idea at that time that sitting still was so easy!

My mother had been treated by a chiropractor, meaning, of course, that there was nothing pathological about her condition. The chiropractor told me that she had been trained to work with a medical astrologer. I told her I didn't know an arm from a leg, but she had a mindset that was quite literal and was convinced I was teachable. Upon trying to track down some books on medical astrology, it became more or less clear that the doctor had probably not been trained to work with a medical astrologer. In short, there was practically nothing of interest in print at the time, but we had some beginner's luck. Meanwhile, I subscribed to an astrological journal that had two articles by an astrologer named Emylu Lander Hughes. I wrote her for advice for a boy with a brain tumor. She dumped her work on my lap and that's a thumbnail sketch of how it all started, many details are obviously lacking.

I never pretend to knowledge I don't actually have so when patients appeared, I tended to interview them. I was particularly interested in what subsequently came to be called "the odyssey". I mean no irreverence at all but every life is a journey and how we face our challenges fascinates me. Unlike countless far better educated people, I feel the patients have been my best teachers because, when they are honest, sincere, and bent on communicating, they tell us what we need to know. The answers are after all not in books.

Having loads of planets in Virgo, I am very observant and make careful mental notes. Unfortunately, I am not nearly as good about writing down as much as I should. My excuse is that I don't have anything retrograde so I hate rereading notes from the past. Besides, I think some things are best not put on paper. That may be the priestess in me. In any event, it's who I am.

Patients have a lot of baggage. They have the usual allotment of life lessons plus whatever they feel about their rendezvous with disease. Off the record, I think that the conclusions are not always correct, but they are always interesting. With cancer, the normal treatments are beyond abhorrent. People surrender body parts, undergo utterly useless and life-threatening protocols, and they form whatever opinions/assessments they do based on their personal proclivities.

Not too long ago, I asked the second person I ever saw as a cancer patient to what he attributed his very long survival. His prognosis was three months without surgery, six with surgery, but he would spend those six months completely incapacitated. So, here we are 40 years later and his answer was, "Gosh, I don't know. I never think about it." Since energy follows thought, it's probably really helpful that his life is too full and busy to think about the past.

In any event, back in the 70s, I read hundreds and hundreds of books. Compared to what Kris Carr lugged home, I must have been the main support for a mail order bookstore in Seattle. When I first moved here, I visited it. For all the books I had, I would have expected something that resembled the Library of Congress, but it was actually a little hole in the wall. Anyway, if you read a lot, you start to recognize the lifting of ideas from one page to another, made all the easier today because of the ability to copy, click, and paste. My life in India had prepared me a bit for this, but I never expected to find it in the world where academia drones its rules until the rules finally ding the protective barriers of the skull.

So, you might say, I only read a couple of books and the rest were written with the aid of a pair of scissors and some glue. Ironically, some of the most famous were the worst plagiarists and that was also a lesson. Anyway, between my three initiations: remarkable clairvoyance at the time, interesting clients, and a few books worthy to be called books, my life set out in a new direction. How can I make this fun for you to read? Let's try to imagine that I am watching the aura while someone is talking about diagnostic procedures, surgery, furor towards the medical profession, and frustration over diets, and then one day says "and what finally cured me was . . . ." and a little being in the aura is gesticulating wildly saying, "It didn't happen that way at all."

Simonton was just hitting the scene about that time. He concluded that visualization can affect cancer. Later, he added that women who are happily married and men who love their jobs have longer survival rates (by a significant margin) than those who are miserable. Then, there was the wonderful film, "Doctor", which was about spontaneity, well, something like 24 hours of cutting free of the guy wires and acting out to best of one's imagination. Then, there were all the diets.

Fast forward. Some two decades later, a patient came to my clinic. She was tremendously interested in diet. Eventually, I hired her to research diets. She bought about a hundred books on cancer diets and knocked on my door one day asking, "Is there anything on which everyone is in agreement?" I said, "Yes, most likely everyone thinks it's a good idea to give up white sugar." Her prognosis had been one year max so every day meant a lot, and her explanation was, "I know I fit the profile of a person predisposed to cancer, but I am certain my disease has a physical cause so I want a physical solution." Her belief was eventually corroborated by a doctor who lived just long enough to tell her that she was the last survivor of a treatment that was regarded as the begin all and end all when he first began practicing medicine. It involved irradiation of the thymus gland.

Another decade passed. I visited many clinics in Mexico . . . and later a number in Europe. What was disheartening was that nearly all were built around a single modality that had worked for at least one person in the past, maybe several, but none seemed to have the bigger picture in focus.

How can I put everything in perspective. Bernie Siegel said something to the effect that sooner or later, we are all patients. We could add to this that sooner or later, we all die, but there is a process of being diagnosed and treated that involves roughly twice as many employees as there are patients. Just think about it for a moment. There are countless people involved in making diagnoses, setting forth treatment plans, researching, patenting, profiting, and publishing. It's really easy to get lost in that world.

Megalomania in the Corporate World

Last night, a colleague in Australia sent me links to articles about alternative medicine, arguing that modern medicine is scientific and should be protected from the superstitions of alternative medicine. Is this statement true?

I would argue that there is nothing whatsoever scientific about causing lab animals to suffer, transplanting malignancies into healthy animals, using hugely toxic substances, and then deciding that what happens to a healthy animal is somehow predictive of what would happen to a human whose body is not healthy. It is also not reasonable to assume that because all but one variable have been eliminated that the non-quantifiable variables do not matter. In short, we cannot say with certainty whether happiness is more important than compliance, whether reinventing oneself as a person affects outcome, or whether profound faith in a purpose for every experience or trust in a protocol make a difference. To assume that healing occurs because of a single factor is ridiculous . . . in my opinion.

I enjoyed Kris Carr's film, but it seems she has become a celebrity. I didn't realize that, but it is very different to find what works for oneself than to assume one size fits all. I might suffer from too great a love of nuance, but I find everyone is different so let's talk diet.

Diet

Kris Carr seems to have done exceedingly well on the Hippocrates diet. The live blood tests were not helpful to me since even if they showed major improvement, there was no way to corroborate that with what was in the film footage. Wheatgrass is a kicker but dramatic improvements in the blood can be achieved in countless ways so the real evidence is in the fact that Ms. Carr appears to be thriving. I won't bash the diet, but I want to contrast it to what helped Maya Tiwari, not to set up some kind of competition, but to insist that there are many successful diets.

In Europe, I found people who had lived 20 years or longer on the Moerman diet, others who relied on the Budwig recommendations, others who depended on Breuss. So, you see, we could lug home an armload of books but each person will be drawn more to one strategy than another. Ergo, my rule is to pay attention to the evidence. If you do not feel better, it's possible you are not getting better so jumping ship and trying something else may be more sane than some mind over matter argument about staying the course.

If I am sounding too amorphous, it is not because of having Pisces rising but rather that I am unwilling to endorse one diet over another. However, I will say this without any equivocation, no regeneration will occur without first addressing the quality of the plasma. So, one poignant part of the film was with Dr. Young showing Ms. Carr the aquarium. I had actually been using the same analogy with a correspondent. I had asked her to understand that the blood is not a liquid. The plasma is liquid and the blood cells are discrete cells living in a liquid. The plasma is actually straw-colored, not red. So, if you spin the blood in a centrifuge, you will see a separation of the cells from the plasma.

In Ayurveda, there is a system for rejuvenation that acknowledges various tissue types, starting with the plasma (rasa) and then the blood cells (rakta). By discussing these separately, Ayurveda is much closer to a microscopist's understanding than to that of someone who thinks blood is a red fluid.

So, to continue.

The plasma needs to be as safe for the blood cells as water is for fish. If we do not address this basic need, the blood cells cannot transport oxygen and nutrients. In fact, they might not be able to survive.

Enucleation

This is not new. I have been saying this for years, but what is original is that when I was involved with the research leading to my book on botanical cancer treatments, I saw a process called enucleation which has an older definition that is a little more elegant than the modern usage of the term. During the enucleating process, the morbid or malignant tissue is separated from the healthy supporting tissue in a manner that results in the morbid tissue being ejected. It is a truly remarkable process to watch, and it provides an insight into the natural mechanism for healing from cancer.

There are some examples I can use, but ultimately, seeing is believing. During the enucleating process, the malignant cells — which tend to be greenish-gray — are pushed out of the healthy tissue, which, of course, is a lovely pinkish color. Normally, this occurs without the loss of a single drop of blood. In the case of a tumor that is accessible from the outside, i.e., one that is on the skin or just underneath the skin, the separation can occur as a result of the action of herbs that are used topically. With other tumors, such as in the tongue or lungs, the tumors may be spit out or coughed up, but the healthy tissue has to reject them and heal before this happens. If you think about how a scab is formed and then eventually falls off leaving a clean area underneath, you will have some idea of the beauty of this process.

So, how does enucleation actually happen? I am certain it cannot occur without first promoting health because this particular process involves health prevailing over malignancy. This means that introduction of substances, including pharmaceuticals, that are not healthy, can interfere with the body's natural way of handling morbidity. I believe that the reason this phenomenon is seldom observed in "scientific" circles is that destruction of disease is given more value than creation of health so the stage is not set for such events to occur.

Health vs Disease

However, if someone were to become very healthy, I have no doubt that the body would find ways to discharge the morbid masses. The patient is unfortunately caught between two worlds whose strategies are as foreign one to the other as an ancient language.

This said, given the methods of contemporary medicine, it seems probable that some diseases that are called cancer are actually secondary to some other condition, such as parasites (that may encyst) or fungi. Think for a moment. If you revisit the water in the brook where Ms. Carr drank as a child, one could easily imagine contracting a parasitic infection, but the likelihood of this occurring without any symptoms is quite low. Nevertheless, the risk is there for all of us since parasites are ubiquitous and parasitic infections are rampant. Moreover, the parasites do favor the liver and lungs . . . as well as reproductive organs and brain. However, they move around so they could be anywhere.

In the last few hours, some people ordered books on cancer from my site, probably inspired by the film. While reordering books, I decided to survey all the choices and found a few new titles, including one on the vaccine link, something that has been known for many years. Simian Virus 40 was a contaminant in one of the polio vaccines and is specifically associated with lymphomas. All I want to emphasize is that in addition to physical causes — and physical treatments for what appear to be physical causes — there are emotional and spiritual responses that can completely shift the nature of the physical reality. As we ought all to know, these events occasionally trigger spontaneous remissions. To encourage deeper understanding of this process, I ordered yet one more book about a person with very late cancer who had a near death experience . . . you see, these stories add nuance and are rich with import.

To wrap up my Sunday opus, I would like to suggest that what is important about Ms. Carr's healing journey is not so much what she found "out there" but what shifted inside. In writing this, I am not for a moment putting down wheatgrass or her specific dietary choices. What I am saying is that while she found a diet that allowed her to detoxify from the past, she committed to life, opened to love, and shared her experiences with others. For me this is analogous to the Sufi who expressed his grief over the loss of his teacher by whirling. Though there may be something quite magical and mystical to whirling, it was his devotion and sincerity that contributed to the outcome. Those who copy the whirling without the same passion should not expect the same insights into the world beyond the veil.

So, what we saw with Ms. Carr was a woman of great intensity, warmth, humor, determination, openness, and resourcefulness. Nothing in this combination of qualities guarantees that one will find the right path to wellness; but something did work. Likewise, nothing in her experience proves that what seemed to work for her will work for others because the package is always a bit different for every person. Being original is always much more challenging than copying. Be original and be well.

Blessings to all of you,

Ingrid

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