I Came Back.. You Can Too

It took me four years full time to get well... What I did was the exact opposite as what I saw (through much meditation, asking, and honest introspection) had brought me to my knees... Physically and in prayer...

The day after my diagnosis I closed my business, went on a fast, joined a Zen group, and literally turned my world upside down. Coming from a technical background where I had trouble shot $60K pieces of video gear day in and out, designed studios, etc. I said to myself "if I can fix them I can figure out wants up with me and fix me too."

So I took my skills and went at my body, researched, asked, busted balls, spent all my money, then begged for free help, went away on retreats, fasted more, and in the mist of it signed up for a full load at college, which dismayed my friends and relatives, for in their mind I was dying and what the fuck was I doing in school. They thought I should go to Europe, Costa Rica, lay on a beach, instead I studied, sat on my pillow and meditated, became close to a qigong master, and traveled the country to find the best teacher, (in Brookline, Mass I did) and travel there. One time I had to be emergency airlifted home, arriving at my acupuncturist near death, scarring the life out of him. They all thought I had lost it, but I knew in my knower what I needed to be doing, I knew it was mind, that my state of being had become sooo fucked up, I needed to rebuild myself from the inside out, to become literally a new creature... No not in Christ, but in me...

I ate the wildest shit, I was raw for two years, lived on wheatgrass and sprouts, then soo thin I could hardly stand I knew I need to be nourished... I found a man who told me about the primal diet, a raw diet that included all foods... Meat, eggs, tons of raw butter, goat milk, cream, and raw greens... After 2.5 month on that I awoke... (let me say that for years I had bleed every day, I’d awake with blood on my pillow, my nose clogged with it, my bed soaked from nite sweats, I would sleep on beach towels to absorb the sweat, changing them many times each nite) that morning no blood in my nose, my bed was dry. I thought... hmmm oh how interesting... hee hee...

This was the beginning... In the next two years I worked on my spleen (it was huge), rebuilt my body, continued my schooling, and just last this Sunday I received my Masters in Oriental medicine... I am now well, whole, educated, and positioned to offer hope and help to all those who are willing to go all the way to find their healing... Considering my quest, what I was willing to endure, I have little patience for those who whine and cry, saying I don’t like to eat that, do this... Fuck them! let them die (he says with a Buddha’s compassion) I say this for it's up to us what will happen, personal responsibility in of the utmost importance.. Too many people want things to be done "for them," few are willing to do for themselves..

So that’s a thumbnail of what I did, the particulars will take a book which btw is in the works... All is well dear one... all is well... So be it...

Smiles... gabriel