Hyperbole or a very real answer to your prayers?

Did you know that Essiac or Caisse tea can cure Breast cancer?

But the pharmaceuticals don't want you to know that. You can find out about Caisse Tea and Rene Caisse here:-

and watch a film about her life here...

I once read the case notes of all her patients treated with Essiac. There were people with Oesophagus Cancer in its advanced stages, all breast cancers and also a variety of other cancers and illnesses. Essiac helped all of them. Rene herself had breast cancer and had had one surgery and was planning for another when she met a woman who had a healed breast cancer scar and Rene asked her how; the woman answered she had just got a tea for it from the medicine man of her tribe and that tea was Caisse Tea. Rene developed tested and then sold Essiac to the Pharmaceuticals in the hope that it would be more widely shared - only they buried it, and she had to go underground to make and supply it and continue to help people.

I also know that in 100% of Leukaemia cases treated with Pau D'Arco in South America, all the patients fully recovered.

Pharmaceuticals are in it for the money, western medicine has become a business. Doctors aren't necessarily to blame because it is the pharmaceuticals who supply them with the tools they use to treat people

Recently there has been a swathe of deaths due to the side effects of laboratory drugs; we hear about some of them like Heath Ledger and Michael Jackson. My father was also severely weakened by the drugs he was given. I believe he would still be here had he not taken any.

Personally if I had breast cancer my first actions would be to stop having milk or dairy as since the addition of Bovine Growth hormone to cows to stimulate their milk production breast cancer has escalated. Also in China before milk was culturally introduced, there were the least cases of breast cancer. Milk is an unnatural human food; its a bit like cows drinking human milk - see - that's just plain weird. Also the milk is pasteurised and therefore doesn't have the enzymes we need to digest it.

I would take Essiac Tea and I would concentrate on improving my lymphatic drainage through exercise, massage and changing my diet so it contained more raw foods and superfoods.

I personally would not have radiation or chemotherapy as these weaken your vital energy to such a degree that your life can be shortened whether or not the cancer is put in remission. There's a strange weighing up in western medicine that suggests for example that it is ok to prescribe say an anti-psychotic like Risperidone to many people with minor mental illnesses or nervous system disorders like PTSD; even though the side effects will cause Prolactinoma (tumours on the pituitary) or Hypergonadism in men potentially causing impotence and even tardive dyskinesia which is an incurable potentially fatal disease, as well as diabetes and a host of other possible and usually worse symptoms than the original that presented itself.

Also they are not treating the original symptoms, but suppressing them - they rarely if ever address the cause of an illness.

I would only consider western medicine as a pathological form of treatment i.e. If I was about to drop down dead and also for their diagnostic abilities and there are their empirical successes like insulin for diabetes and penicillin- which work too!

So yes getting diagnosed early is so important.

But when people die unnecessarily because of the arrogance of western medicine to not even consider what works, the empirical results of thousands of years of indigenous knowledge that have proven cures without side effects - then this is a step backwards.

In the 1840's a Doctor Ignaz Semmelweis noticed that there were less deaths of pregnant women in the midwifery ward compared to his own where young male doctors worked. The only difference he could see was that the male doctors performed autopsies in the morning before delivering babies and the Midwives were not permitted. He realised there was a connection because his doctors were performing autopsies on the women who had died the day before. He developed cleaning agents like Chlorinated Lime and made the doctors wash their hands; the rates of death dropped from 18% to 3% in only several months. He published papers on it but was scorned by the medical community even after he published again twenty years later. A Dr Charles Delucena Meigs retort was 'Doctors are gentlemen, and gentlemen's hands are clean'.

My point being that the relief of suffering has been put second place to arrogance and narrow mindedness; not necessarily even because of science as science is not to blame only the scientists that wield it; certainly profit and the monopolising of profits from insurance and development of treatments is directly responsible for people's unnecessary and premature demise.

If herbs and alternative medicines like Caisse Tea and Pau D'Arco, and the powerful effects of raw foods and superfoods were given the credit due to them and their powerful results - there would be an amazing change in our society from one of dogged ill-health to one of incredible well being. We have to focus on the means to create health not just suppression of the symptoms of illness. A chinese doctor was paid to keep the body well, like a mechanic who keeps the vehicle running - you attended a physician so you wouldn't get ill in the first place. That's a whole different spin on the idea of preventative medicine.

Doctors are still arguing these days about the benefits of fruit and vegetables - that is medieval. Of course if you build your body out of the best ingredients, like building a dam with the best quality concrete; you will have the best health you can. The purer and more vital the food, the soil its grown in, the water you consume, the air you breathe, and your environment - the healthier you will be. Its not rocket science.

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Find your way out of Trauma:- The Survivor Warrior Workbook

This powerful workbook is used as a teaching tool with therapists, support groups and community education programs. It was inspired by Angela's Removing the Sword of Trauma events. It is for survivors, warriors, advocates, loved ones and supporters ready to move past pain and suffering and reclaim joy and happiness. You can use the workbook in a group, on your own or with your therapist.

This workbook is 117 pages long and is a DOWNLOAD. Thank you for your commitment to healing BUY NOW $9.99

'Prepare to be Raw' by Matthew Warner

Click here to view more details

Please check out and have an amazing life. Thanks.

Copyright 2010 Louise Brookes

Proposition H8 takes a vacation

They raised like $80million right to fight for the right and to fight against the right for some folks here to declare they love each other and be together when they're dying and belong together in a state of marriage.

That's $80million that could have fed some starving, dying, bleeding broken folks some place like Haiti or Somalia or Florida when the winds come blowing through.

Personally my law comes through the leaves beneath my feet, flows along rivers, in my hair on the breeze, in bird song and the way the ocean leaps in Spring. If I say 'I do' that's it settled, the sky heard me and so did all eternity and if a hospital told me I couldn't come in because I'm not family, I would dig a tunnel through its walls, I would climb up the outside and in through a window, I would wear a white coat and steal a badge, I would suddenly remember we are cousins, we have always been cousins - no piece of paper would stop me, no subjugation of a human right disguised as law would stop me and no policemen would stop me being with the one I love when they are dying.

People should attend to history, the origins of law, the ideas behind marriage - how subjugation is tied up in it more than love, how its about property, the price of a wife. The whole damn thing needs changing if you ask me. The law needs an overhaul like cars need M.O.T's. Victims need protection.

The good thing about impermanence is that ignorance is dying - after a while it just gets old and grey and arthritic and it rolls over and dies. Women finally get the vote (its not over yet they've not got the vote EVERYWHERE yet), religious fanaticism and crucifixion go on a cruise into the sunset together and we are left in peace to notice something else needs fixing instead like the garden fence, or the washer dryer. Which is how it should be, but which is how it ain't, not yet, not everywhere, and certainly not now.

I can't wait for the day when a woman or a guy who realises they are gay in Iran or India or Saudi Arabia, are able to come out to their family and they CELEBRATE - 'Celebrate good times come on!...' Like they would if a girl met the boy she fell in love with and they'd welcome him or as it would be if your son met his boyf, 'Come on now, come on in, would you like some tea?' It's not hard is it...

Or if it were a girl born when her parents found out they'd had a girl, - 'It's a GIRL. Yay! Party! Yay! Thank God it's a beautiful girl'

One day that is going to happen, in Alabama, in Tehran, in Delhi.

I heard a friend of mine telling his son not to be a 'Big Girl'. I told him not to be rude - that this was a compliment, women hold the world on their shoulders - they are the ones that give birth to human beings for gods sake; show some respect, get it round the right way.

Proposition H8 has to go - where's the love guys - come on out of the middle ages and join in the fun... and the grace...

I'm going to change the world with my conviction; like Gandhi had that India would one day be free. Like Martin Luther King had that equality would reign. Like Jesus had that Heaven was eternal. When he said 'Love your enemies' he actually said 'Ahebw labwheldbabaykhun' (Guys he spoke Aramaic, a mystical language with multiple layered meanings) which really translates into this :-

'From a hidden place,

unite with your enemies from the inside,

fill the inner void that helps them swell outwardly and fall

out of rhythm; instead of progressing, step by step,

they stop and start harshly,

out of time with you

Bring yourself back into rhythm within.

Find the movement that mates with theirs - like two lovers creating life from dust.

Do this work in secret, so they don't know.

this kind of love creates, it doesn't emote.'

Losing self - finding self

I got lost. I got very lost. So many things coming through my life. So many ideas - some dreams coming true, some seemingly so far ahead and out of reach; I wonder if I'll ever get there. And inside my mind it's like music's playing, so many instruments, and different melodies, but then there are only these minutes in front of us to hold it all. The minutes go past so fast, and maybe a few things have gotten done, perhaps none of what you set out to do. So few of us have time to think about what we're doing or why we're doing it, or where we're going. And before you know it the days are flying behind you and your dreams, well, maybe some of them have come true. Maybe you didn't dream high enough or hard enough. Maybe you never believed you could even have a dream. Sometimes it is enough to be alive and breathing this pure air, and leave the dreaming to others.

Sometimes I think we are the dream, dreaming of itself. All of it is so substantial and yet when we sink into sleep it all becomes vapourless, insubstantial, like time, and invisible putting together and disappearing of moments. So people collect together, and objects, animals, the majestic overlay of weather and sky, of light and dark, sound picks up and wraps around, food completes and solidifies. All these things and more come together and this we call our reality. Our dreaming that has beckoned us from a sleep we cannot remember falling into - a memorylessness.

I am part of it the remembering and the forgetting. All these precious eyes that have looked at me. If only I could remember. If only they stayed there all ways. I never want to forget any of it. None of them. I love cuddles, I love holding on so tight, it's as though there's never a letting go. Life has moments added one to another; so many cuddles, so much sleeping, so much eating; all that. And here am I pursuing some moments of my own making; trying to craft a vehicle that will carry me forward that will create wonderful dreams out of all this meandering through the elements of the universe.

I'm looking for some certainty, to reach solid ground. To know, I can remember. To hope that at the end of it all, something greater came of it, yet that implies this wasn't good enough. This life of mine, these moments strung together like so many stones carved and hewn and polished and put upon one's neck. And this life of mine is so good,so very very good. I can hardly bear thinking about its passing. I have so enjoyed the revolutions of it, how my heart beats on waking, and my breathing slows with tiredness on sleeping. How lovely are the people I meet in it. How great the laughter has been. What beautiful sunrises among the mists of mornings, when I woke to the sound of birds singing, the rain on the roof. And the sunsets, with a warm mug of tea, sitting by a fire, on a beach listening to the sea rolling in and out, breathing.

If you have done it right, I think; made peace with yourself. Met yourself half way, forgiven yourself when you let you down.

If you have applied your love equally and generously and stepped in to help when others tired. If you carried more than your share when you could, and yet could give up your burdens with gratitude when someone else offered to take them. Well I think maybe you have done alright. I think you have done alright, even if you don't know what's going to happen. Even if you never solve the puzzle that is intrinsic to our existence, I think it's probably OK, someone else has somewhere; somebody somewhere knows even if we don't. Maybe, if we get a chance to look back, a rare luxury; maybe we can say to the rest who are following 'It's OK, don't worry so much, take a breather now and then to look about you, see what's in your life, see how you can brighten it up for the ones behind you, struggling along the same path called life.' It can after all be a tough journey, too tough for some of us. Many of us never make it to the point where we expire because we really have gone past our sell by date. We are lucky if we can smile,, if we can laugh, if we can shake off and forget our troubles for the briefest of moments. There are many many things to count as precious, to find value in, and they are not always the things you expect. Luckiest of all, is being loved. And because that is so true, it is good if you can love what's before you and around you. If being loved is the greatest possession you can ever hope to have - then loving is the greatest gift. No matter where you are in life, at the beginning or the end, you have an infinite capacity to love. Whether you are tired or grumpy, hungry or full, pained or comfortable, rich or broke, the ability to feel love is always there.

Being for others is always available.

What does that mean? Being for others?

I think of the people who inspire love in me, who make me feel loved by the way they are, who cause love to trigger in and overflow out of me. Sometimes moments do it; the ridiculous antics of animals, or someone's eyes when they're loving something they're doing, or the timbre of someone's voice.

How different is the sound of the one you love's voice, and those voices that jar our nerves and make you want to leap under a duvet. And, how our voices can change between the two when we're forgetting. I'd like to know what it would sound like, if there were no jarring sounds; if everything felt loved one day, all at the same time. If even the street under your feet was feeling loved as you walked on it. Almost as if everything got that little bit of attention and validation it craved. 'You are important, you are. You areloved. You are important in my life because you are here. In this fleeting moment that has come and gone already. All of our lives touched and met at the juncture of these words. Who am I to belittle it. What a moment... what a magnificent moment. How special this strange little place has become. I am hoping in the quiet of this night, that I might find a bit of peace, something that eludes me when I'm rushing from one thing to another. The only peace it seems, that I can truly find, is the kind that never leaves you - it's always there; it's a sense of completion and of timelessness. It says... even in the middle of something when everythings hanging full of beginnings and endings and not-quite-there-yets, don't-quite-know-for-sures, it says it's all done already, don't be afraid, everything is just as it should be, everything is fine.

Because we don't see the big picture. We can't see how our being in a place determines the outcome for everyone; for the future, and makes our yesterdays meaningful. It all depends on where we are at, but more importantly - how we are at. Most of us, are never really there at all - we're always trying to escape. Looking for distraction, looking away, missing the beauty that's sitting right in front of us. Missing our life's purpose... I mean, how is that possible? How can you miss your life's purpose. You can't, it showed up right there with you the day you were born. You were fulfilling it as you sat in the arms of your parents, and wherever you're sitting now, however it is - whether you think it is horrible or lacking, marvellous or crazy - well, it's all done already. The not knowing is just part of the surprise, this struggle and struggling is just unwrapping the gift paper. The present is when we realise it. We finally look up and go 'Oh - this is the present. This is it, right here, right now.

Right now, we get to be. How incredible is that!

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Find your way out of Trauma:- The Survivor Warrior Workbook

This powerful workbook is used as a teaching tool with therapists, support groups and community education programs. It was inspired by Angela's Removing the Sword of Trauma events. It is for survivors, warriors, advocates, loved ones and supporters ready to move past pain and suffering and reclaim joy and happiness. You can use the workbook in a group, on your own or with your therapist.

This workbook is 117 pages long and is a DOWNLOAD. Thank you for your commitment to healing BUY NOW $9.99

'Prepare to be Raw' by Matthew Warner

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Please check out and have an amazing life. Thanks.

Copyright 2010 Louise Brookes

Twitter Etiquette

When do you say thank you? When do you take a bow?
With a TY, anytime, the more the better, but especially for shoutouts; when someone's mentioned you or RT'd (Retweeted) you even.
And sometimes its good to give your faithful followers an #FF, a Follow Friday. The day when your outstanding twitterer pals, who have wowed you with their links, the wonders of the world, or plain down-to-earth common sense - an #FF is a great way to say thank you especially if they've re-tweeted everything you've been up to to their world . That's a bit like saying 'I love you' in public when your drunk - you know the 'I love you so mush, I do... (hiccup) come ere an give us a kish' mwa, mwa. You can't help but be overly fond of such folk.
Then there's the time you get a direct message - often there are folk out there sending automated messages saying TY for following me - probably because they get thousands, yes thousands of messages every minute and also because they've set up an account so that when they follow you 'it' messages you. Personally I never answer to an 'it'.

Twitter is about conversations, sharing knowledge , making connections. You want to make real connections, live in the real world right. Well I do, but sometimes you can take things too far...

If you're talking about where you want to go to dinner tonight with your nearest and dearest, it's probably best to Direct Message them.

And then there's how you use Twitter, a lot of folk out there are folk who will interact like fiends, they'll answer ever Tweet they get, and follow up and hound innocent bystanders. Whereas other folk will just tell you what they had for breakfast and never ever answer your direct message once, or follow you.

The point is what do you want to get from Twitter and what do you want to give? What are you sharing with the world? 'Be-ing the change you wish to see', is as good advice as you can get (thanks Gandhi); so if you think someone is twittering balderdash at you - tell them and be on your way, and if they're helpful, share that too. Every one wants to be validated right?

Follow me on Twitter if any of this has been remotely useful, TY folks

Orphans helped in Haiti

What some good folk were doing in Haiti just in time for hundreds of orphans

http://www.cnn.com/video/?/video/world/2010/01/20/pkg.obrien.haiti.orphans.cnn

and more about Kevin Bronson's work here in his blog:-

http://operationnoah-jt.blogspot.com/search/label/EARTHQUAKE

they were originally there to set up food growing and irrigation scheme, but switched to search and rescue and aid when the quake happened.

They were $40 000 in the red as of the end of January because of the emergency maybe you can help here:-

'Thanks for your concern and help and again, remember the workers & their safety in your prayers!'
Reginald Bronson
9391 Lupin Avenue
Winton, CA 95388
Ph (209) 358-8577
reg@bronsonent.net

PS - Feel free to share the word with your friends and contacts

For more information on how you can help please contact:
Roger Jantz rvjantz@gmail.com
Reg Bronson reg@bronsonent.net

This is a quote from his blog about some of the saddest aspects of recovery:-

I thought a few days ago that a rotting body was the worst smell possible, but now I think it is somehow worse when it is attached to a living body. The medical team dresses the wounds, hands out antibiotics and painkillers, and decides who needs hospital care. We haul those that need care in the beds of pickups about two hours or more into the DR over bumpy roads. They are amazingly stoic, although hitting a speed bump or big set of ruts too fast usually brings a chorus of screams and groans. The supply seems undimishing.
Yesterday we hauled a man who had been dug out just a few hours, having been buried for 5 days. One load I had 3 patients on IV, so that kept us hopping.

Angels are a twittering...

Angels A-Twitter Week!

April 29th is Angela Shelton Day in honor of the the work of Angela Shelton to inspire and empower all survivors of abuse to heal and lead joyful lives. The day was given to Angela from the mayor of her hometown of Asheville, NC in honor of all survivors of abuse, violence and neglect.

Sunday to Sunday April 25-May 2nd we will be doing an
Angel A-Twitter Week.

Here is a video from Angela Shelton on how to twitter.

Angela Shelton Day is the time to share stories of healing and transformation. We will follow 3 powerful stories of male and female survivors for the whole week.

Angela Shelton will start us off during her live Sunday Show on April 24th and recap on the following Sunday.

We will be using the hash tags
#NEVERAGAIN
#ITOLD
#ASDAY10 for Angela Shelton Day 2010
#AOA for Army of Angels

Follow @angelashelton @survivormanual and @thearmyofangels

This event is free to be a part of Angela Shelton Day but to get an official Angela Shelton Day Twitter Ticket - give whatever you can to support the foundation. No need to buy a ticket if you don't have the money. Twittering is free!

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Thurs, the 29th, the official Angela Shelton Day, we will find out the outcomes of fhe stories.
Friday the 30th, we will share resources and respect for those who told their stories.
Sat, May 1st, we will celebrate the good stories with a dance party.
Sun, May 2nd, Angela Shelton will recap the week on her live Sunday show.

This is an event to raise awareness and money for the Angela Shelton Foundation that runs The Survivor Manual.

The Army of Angels are doing blogathons, marathons, vlogathons, and months of Joy to raise money for the foundation!

Do you have an idea on how to help inspire and empower more people to lead joyful lives? You can come up with your own creative way to donate to the Angela Shelton Foundation too! Go to First Giving and click "get started" on your creativity.

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The Survivor Manual Warrior Workbook

I have to say this has really changed my life. I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and in December of this year really knew I had to do something about as my life had hit a real low point. It's one thing dealing with the world when your stress is at a regular level but with PTSD it can go off scale. You overreact to things that normally aren't considered stressful - suddenly making a simple phone call or dealing with paperwork can become completely overwhelming.

Anyone who knows me will know that I have been through some real difficult times in my life. I have been fortunate to have considerable help and support.

Trauma effects people in different ways. Often childhood trauma, particularly to children under the age of four years when their brain is still developing, can cause real physical damage to their development which may not show up until years later or as adults.

Progressively successive trauma can debilitate a person's ability to deal with life's usual hurdles in positive manner, they are literally worn down. After years of ill health, my father dying and being unable to work consistently I realised I had to address the root causes of my inability to deal with my life.

I joined an online support group which has been considerably beneficial and this led me to Angela Shelton and her Survivor Manual Workbook which literally teaches you to overcome trauma and heal yourself.

This powerful workbook is used as a teaching tool with therapists, support groups and community education programs. It was inspired by Angela's Removing the Sword of Trauma events. It is for survivors, warriors, advocates, loved ones and supporters ready to move past pain and suffering and reclaim joy and happiness. You can use the workbook in a group, on your own or with your therapist. This workbook is 117 pages long and is a DOWNLOAD.

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