Our minds can make us sick, but they can make us well, just the same.

When I was considering what to write about in this week’s newsletter, I began to think about myself and my own cancer journey. When you’re given a cancer diagnosis, especially when it had such a severe prognosis as I had, I suppose that if you are a pessimist, and you get a thought in your head about a niggle, lump or an ache that you have, where in neither you can put your finger on the reason, more often than not the bad angel on one shoulder makes you think about your cancer and the fact that it’s to blame.

On the other hand, if like me, you are an optimist where my glass is always half full, I tend to look on the bright side of things, and as a result, I heal.

The question from this is “what causes us to think this way?” Surely the health of the human body isn’t as simple as thinking ourselves well or worrying ourselves sick. Or is it?

It’s my opinion that our thoughts hold more medicine than many of the astonishing breakthroughs of our time. But herein lies a problem. Some of us can get out the other side of the very worst of any kind of illness, because we refuse to give in. We know that we will get better. The problem is that the majority of us have been brought up on the dogmatic principles of evidence-based medicine, whereas the notion that the mind might have the power to heal the body is something far too threatening for many mainstream doctors these days.

But not all doctors are cast in the same stone. Some like to believe that they know our body better than we do, while in others there is a smidgeon of belief in what’s out there in the big wide universe that has a control over us; but there is a sadness that they can’t ever admit it. Most of us believe that doctors are smarter, wiser, and more experienced at fixing things than we are. But what if they have it all wrong?

Physicians cannot deny the fact that the body is naturally hardwired to heal itself, but can they come to terms with the fact that the mind operates in two ways. Either it functions as a self-healing system, or in the converse, if we allow it to do so, our body will sabotage itself. When I was ill, I broached the subject of ‘integrated medicine’ to my medical people, but their response was that we can’t discuss it.

When I was in the depths of despair, I didn’t want to die. Rather, I was delighted to see how open doctors and surgeons are in the US, where they can speak openly about ‘integrated medicine’ and embrace it. That it’s use actually saved my life, I shall be eternally grateful for. But I can’t discuss it with any medical practitioner in the UK. That’s my dilemma.

I have often thought that doctors will never, in front of patients, discuss the possibility that the body can heal itself; but I wonder if they will whisper it quietly in their own lounges and conference rooms? After all, there are hundreds of stories I have read, such as the woman whose cancer shrinks away to nothingness during radiation, only after afterwards to discover that the radiation machine was broken. The truth was that she hadn’t actually received one ounce of radiation; but she believed that she had – and so did her doctor.

Then there’s a man who had a heart attack and refused heart surgery only to have his incredibly blocked coronary arteries open up after changing his diet, beginning an exercise program, doing yoga and meditating daily; and other such things that I do to keep myself healthy.

There are many such stories, but perhaps the best that I had ever heard was about a new chemotherapy drug known as EPOH. One oncologist was demonstrating wildly successful outcomes. But instead of injecting his patients with EPOH, he injected them with Hope. It was as simple as that.

When I began to get better from my illness, at first, I couldn’t understand why, but now I realise that by cutting out sugar (that cancer feeds on), and eliminating processed food from my diet, (which being Scottish I probably lived on for many years), were some of the catalysts in my recovery.

Would it be right to think that every doctor will experience some kind of unexplainable remission during their lifetime? And when they do, do they just shrug their shoulders and go about their business as if it hadn’t actually happened. Perhaps instead, like me they should be asking themselves the question – “Is it possible that we can have control over our own healing process?” Surely, those who experienced spontaneous healing weren’t just lucky, won the health-lottery, so to speak. There must be something other to this, don’t you think?

Being curiouser and curiouser as I was, has led me down the road to health. There is no doubt about that. It’s been a hard journey, and I can tell you because there were lots of times when I thought I’d had it. But I have survived everything thrown at me, and I have healed. Back in August 23, I told my team that I wasn’t going to take any more of the medicines or the injections that gave me terrible side-effects. They were abhorred, and did their best to try make me change my mind. But, win or lose, I had made my mind up.

This left me wondering if deep down most doctors will agree to themselves that when it comes to the healing process, there is a crossover between the mystical and physiological and the common ground that connects the two – the mind? But few of them, indeed none of them as far as I can see have ever spoken these words out loud.

Doctors, in my opinion are good people. They care about their patients. Of course, there is the odd rotten egg as you will find in every sphere of life, but that’s not the reason for writing this newsletter. Rather in my heart, I want to end suffering and death for people when there is actually a hope that instead they can live a long and healthy life. It’s what calls most doctors to medicine in the first place, and it’s what it’s called me to write this newsletter.

I don’t have lots of friends, but the ones that I have are all good ones. One such is the remarkable Professor Bruce Lipton who I have had the privilege of speaking to many times. It was he that I turned to when I was having my regular blood tests and was scared of the outcome of the PSA test. The frightening results that told me whether or not the cancer was growing inside me. It was Bruce who told me that the very fact of having the test was going to put the numbers up, because deep down inside me I was already scared of the result. Rather he related some words and asked me to write them down and say them just before I went into the doctors’ surgery to have the blood taken. And here they are:

I have beat this.
I have no fear.
I am going to live and tell my story.
I laugh a lot.
I love a lot.
I love my life.
I understand what love is.
I have no fear of anything or anyone.

After this, he said, it was time for me to submit myself to the blood test. The results from that day on were remarkable, until the point where I agreed with myself that I wasn’t going to bother having any more of them. Bruce has often been written off as a pseudo scientist, I suppose it’s because like me, he thinks out of the box, and isn’t afraid to speak up about it.

In essence what happened with my blood tests was that because I believed the words that Bruce suggested that I write down, it brought them to a normal level. My mind accepted the fact that my PSA was going to be low, or as it was most times undetectable, and my body believed it because I believed it. After all, the body is a self-healing organism, constantly striving to return to homeostasis. The corollary is that even if you lock some patients in a dark room with no treatment or personal attention, a certain percentage of them might improve. And why? The answer is that the body is hardwired for self-repair. It knows how to heal itself, if only we will give it a chance. It’s just that in the majority of us we have forgotten that we have this ability.

The first time I read his book The Biology of Belief, I found it difficult to understand. Quantum physics was something I had never read previously, and so I gave up, and put it back on the shelf of my clinic at that time in Glasgow. It was only after I became ill that I remembered the book and started to read it again. This time I understood it, and all that he wrote about in ‘mind over matter.’ It became the catalyst for my journey back to health. And this is what I’m going to write about in the next newsletter.

For now, I hope this is enough to whet your appetite.

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