Seeds Of Cancer
By Atom Bergstrom
Alvin (not his real name) had a brain tumor surgically removed.
His skull had been cut wide open, looking something like the retractable hard top on a 1957 Ford Skyliner convertible!
I met Alvin and his mother Celine (not her real name) at a health convention in Pasadena.
We hadn’t seen each other for five years.
Celine was glad to see me. She had taken Alvin to the health convention to find a holistic alternative to mainstream doctors wanting to follow up the surgery with radiation to stop the “seeds” of the cancer from regrowing.
Alvin said, “The doctors say one thing, Mom says another, and my wife, something else, and everyone at every stall at this convention has a different opinion about what to do. I have the seeds of doubt in my mind.”
“Seeds of doubt?” I tactfully warned Alvin about the Big Fat Mouth
Our subconscious language manifests the reality surrounding us.
I visited Celine and Alvin a few days later at their home in Beaumont (California, not Texas).
Doing Muscle Response Testing (teres major), Alvin’s Brain Governor Meridian was barely functioning.
“You’ve got to convince your wife to do natural therapy!” Celine exclaimed to Alvin. “She has to stop listening to the doctors!”
“Don’t worry, Mom,” Alvin said. “I’ll just plant a seed in her mind.”
“How long have you been using that expression?” I asked.
“Since high school. It’s been a long time,” he replied.
“Be careful that those seeds of doubt don’t take root and grow into a tumor in your brain,” I advised.
According to Adano Ley (Swami Nitty-Gritty) …
“The umbrella of love keeps off the rain of your words invented by the mouth. You know the rain of words invented by the mouth? ‘I can’t do this’ and ‘I’m not going to do this,’ blah, blah, blah. You know the rain? It will give you verbal pneumonia!”