I’m not certain exactly where to begin. I had bulimia for more than 40 years, beginning when I was about 13. There was no name for it at that time. I’d puke at least 20 times a day. I didn’t know how to eat or how much to eat. Around that period of time I had read “Autobiography of a Yogi,” which inspired me to fast for days upon days.
In the Bay Area, in my later thirties, three doctors diagnosed me with incurable leukemia, and gave me a death sentence of no more than two years. By the time I’d gotten to the fourth doctor, he said I'd be lucky if I had a year. In my greatest angst I called to God, and He called me to Santa Fe, NM. In Albuquerque I found a doctor specializing in kinesiology, herbs and diet. And meanwhile charging me $850 a visit (including the medicines he recommended, of which he jacked up the prices). At that time I also had a terrible condition where I was chronically constipated, which I also went to him for, and that he could not heal. Later on I brought my ex-husband to him for asthma, which again he could not heal. Although he did help me heal my leukemia, he never explained to me what was the leukemia.
Soon after I met my ex-husband I began to hemorrhage. It kept getting more and more severe, until I became sanguine; afraid to fall asleep for fear of falling into a coma, losing my Body and dying; bedridden, ruining three really good mattresses. In desperation I went to one doctor after another. All kinds of doctors. The best hope they offered me was a full hysterectomy, which I rejected. Because I had been a channel long before I was a healing empath, I revered the Chakras, and didn’t want to have my second Chakra cut out. I’d rather die with my boots on, so to speak.
Finally at that time, when I could no longer stand on my own without someone helping, I found a so-called “healer” who put me on raw meat. Here I am, a vegetarian, eating raw meat. But she said I had lost so much hemoglobin I was close to permanent brain damage, let alone death. I had almost no pulse, with heart palpitations close to a heart attack. I could not eat the raw meat long without feeling horrible about myself. The hemorrhaging did subside, but in exchange my tiny waistline went to at least 90 inches, with a draping belly. My breasts became more like udders, I had jowls and no neck, etc.
Friends suggested we all see Hanna Kroeger in Colorado, a pioneer for use of the pendulum. She took her pendulum (which I didn’t know how to use at that time) and said I had two to seven months to live, with an advanced form of a disease called Madeira Mycosis, otherwise known as the Monkey Disease. Which she said was in epidemic proportions in Mexico. Soon thereafter I learned to use the pendulum myself. But nothing was helping me.
My beautiful Body had become more like the body of a hippopotamus or a rhinoceros. In my desperation one night I groveled and wailed and cried and screamed to God. “Kill me if you don’t Love me, I can’t take it anymore.” I wailed and wailed and cried all night. “But if you do Love me, God, please give me a miracle.” When morning came, the misery was gone, replaced by a spiritual Kundalini energy. I was told, “Ask your Body a question.” I said, “are you my Body?” That’s when I began my own form of kinesiology. I was told, “We – God, Body and myself – are going to heal you, and as We do, We will heal others.”
This was the beginning. There have been many evolutions since. I feel all this has given me much wisdom!
I forgot to mention I had hepatitis 5 times. Here’s what happened to me after I had that miracle: I have the ability to feel into Body, and with my 3rd eye, see what parasites are lurking, and where. I have the ability to go into the emotional origin of such dis-ease, and give my healee the understanding when you abandon emotions, parasites, being as squatters, take over what gland or organ is responsible for such emotions.
I also have the ability to feel into a plant, any plant, and know what that plant/weed would be good for, for the Body’s healing. I also have the ability to feel into precious and semi-precious stones, and do the same.
All diseases… dis-eases… are healable.
When I reach a certain place with my healees and they don’t like the emotion we’re touching, I often lose them. I want to work with people who can handle, and WANT, to go deeper within themselves. I view the Macrocosm, the sadness, the disappointment, the destruction of our Earth, etc., as the Microcosm. Each and every One of us can make a difference. But it’s really deep. It’s within us.