Newsletter for The Positive Living Center #0006 March 26, 2010

History

In 1975 I went into the military.  My first job was in hospital administration U.S. Air Force Europe at RAF Lakenheath in England.  I took care of all the regulations, handed out details to Lieutenants, captains, Master Sergeants,  Senior Master Sergeants and Chief Master Sergeants.  During my breaks I would go into the medical library and read the medical journals.  One of my supervisors told me one day he was taking 17 medications.  He knew that many of the medications he was taking were just covered up the symptoms of other medications and he said “when I walk I should jiggle’.  It seemed very odd he would share that with me and I felt I wanted to be on a different path.  I wasn't designed to be a medical experiment.  It is important that I take care of myself and stay away from health challenges other people were experiencing.

I woke up one night with acid in my bronchial tubes (I thought I was going to suffocate) because I couldn't breath.  I  also had a pain in my back that I was sure was going to kill me so I went to the emergency room.  The doctor told me (because he was an eye doctor on call) told me all he knew for sure was I wasn't going to bleed to death.  What a relief.  He had no idea what to do because he was an eye doctor.  Just to be cautious he was going to get an x-ray and sent me home.  As I was going to work the next day a friend from radiology flagged me down.  He said it was no wonder I felt the way I did because I had a hiatal hernia that was the size of my fist.

When I saw a medical doctor instead of an eye doctor he told me I had to change how I was eating and basically take medication and eat antacids.  The food they wanted me to eat was very bland and didn't seem to help and within a short period of time I was buying antacids in large bottles.  None of this really seems to help and it just seemed to be getting worse.

In 1977 I was transferred to Plattsburgh AFB in upstate New York.  I started working in outpatient records.  Day after day of looking at large volumes of medical records was reinforcing the idea that I had to take care of myself.  I was already experiencing some symptoms of colon problems but I would just blow it off and keep on going.  Then I worked the appointment desk and we were scheduling 4-5 appointments an hour for the M.D.'s and Physicians assistant.  If the schedule was full I would just flag down a Physicians assistant and he would write me a prescription.  I was still having trouble with my hernia.  By then I was weighing 169 pounds in uniform and they wanted to put me on a 1200 calorie a day diet which didn't sound like it was going to work at all.  It sounded to me like I was going to starve to death.

I had already had my tonsils out when I was 14 and had a hernia that didn't seem like it was getting better.  At that time medicine was the only method that I knew of to cope with the health challenges I had.  I had grown up with shows like Ben Casey, Dr. Kildare, Dr. Welby and other medical shows that told me how great these people were.

Before I left the military I went home with a friend to his sisters in the Adirondack mountains.  She had a garden right next to the house she was building.  When I ate those vegetables that had  been picked a couple of hours earlier I was amazed how rich and full of flavor they were.  It made a good impression on me, it wasn't anything I had been used to.  For about 4 years I had basically been living out of a can.  With all the things I was eating from the chow hall and my earlier life was basically canned fruit, canned vegetables plus macaroni and cheese.  I realized how good food tasted that just came out of the ground and I felt like I was ready for a change even though I wasn't sure what direction I was going in.  I started reading some literature in the health food stores that gave me a different approach to health a lot of their information was just advertizements  and some really bad suggestions like eating soy.

I worked for the bureau of workman's compensation for a while and started having skin problems.  Eventually I found myself in the office of a dermatologists that told me I was allergic to paper.  I had been working with paper for 4 years and never had any problems.  He also gave me urea to put on my skin.  I couldn't understand why I was putting a product made from urine on my body.  I followed his advice for a while without any relief and came to the conclusion that (the best dermatologist in town) was an idiot.  When I left the Bureau of Workman's Compensation the problem went away.   I had 5 boss's and they all wanted to do it their way.  They drove me crazy with their power struggles and lack of management skills.  I got another job that I was handling paper 5 days a week and didn't have any problem.

Since I already has 4 years of medical administrative training I got a job in a hospital.  By now I was also have problems with my colon and I was only 29 years old.  I feel by the time people are 30 they have something serious going on in their body.  In the hospital setting I saw more people that were sick.  I like to tell people that if you want to find sick people go to a hospital and look at the staff.  Everybody around me was on several medications and just couldn't wait to have their next organ removed.  If anyone had the answers on  how to be healthy it wasn't this bunch.

I got to see a lot of medical records.  I worked on inpatient, outpatient and surgery records.  The only options that I was seeing in the hospital was medication and surgery.  I wasn't letting these butchers get a knife near me again.  All of my parts are just fine where they are.

I started doing a lot of investigation into AIDS and other bits of information that was coming to me from a friend that was living in Phoenix.  The information I was reading was telling me that I could heal my body naturally.  People were actually reversing serious health problems like cancer, irritable bowel, heart disease and other common health problems without medical advice.  I also saw records of doctors that could not even get themselves healthy, so why would I follow in their footsteps?  They were just getting rich off of people and not doing anything to help them recover their health.

Some of my teachers were ex-medical doctors who were bright enough to realize that their training wasn't helping anyone.  People kept coming back to them with the same problems over and over so they decided to PRACTICE something else.

I took a class from a man named Peter Inman in 1993 and he taught me how to fix my hernia in less than 2 minutes.  I had been suffering with a hernia for 14 years.  The medical business didn't help me at all.  They only taught me how to suppress symptoms and Peter taught me to fix them.  Peter had studied natural healing methods with indigenous Indian tribes.  He would get on a mule and ride out into the desert and learn how these people would heal themselves naturally.  What he taught me was that he had more knowledge than the people that had gone to college for 8 years, drove Mercedes and had big ego's.

I  was still working at the hospital with a lot of sick people.  People that were just letting their health go down the tube.  I realized I finally found something of value to do with my life.  Now I could help people feel better and I didn't need any blood, urine or x-rays to do it.  Medical shows train us to believe they have all the answers, all the important equipment and I knew by now nothing could be further from the truth than night and day.

Seventeen years after my first course in natural non-invasive training I am still helping people reverse serious health problems by following age old methods that work.  I love what I do. It is the only thing that keeps me on track as I see people who want to continuously ignore their body and get answers from people that don't have a clue.

Since then I am a lot healthier.  Things work better.  I haven't seen a Medical Doctor in since December of 1986.  I am in better shape then any of the people I worked with that were medical experts.  I found out food is my best medicine.  I am talking about food instead of products that are disguised as food.
I've met and been trained by people that were left for dead by their medical friends.  After changing their life style they are mysteriously alive and healthy.  Years after they were supposed to be dead because of LETTING their body heal with real food, good supplements and a healthy attitude.