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My own passion and purpose is to heal
myself and a desire to help you.
This website is a result of my burning desire of why I am
here, my purpose.
38 years ago a journey was beginning on the rim of the
Pacific Ocean in New Zealand. A young boy who was 11 years
of age, barefoot, wild and free and in wonderment of the
treasures of life was roaming his environment open to new
discoveries.
He had a sister, she was 15. She had been and was a very
beautiful part of his life that he didn’t really realize at
the time, he took her for granted. There were times when she
did not appear to be in his life so he didn’t miss her when
she had been gone for a while. One day he met her in the
street with Lulu his nana. But something was wrong, terribly
wrong. Her face was swollen!
It was a brief meeting and he didn’t like that. He wanted to
know why but there didn’t seem to be an answer. It was a
mystery!
Another day… later he was off on an adventure to visit his
sister in hospital. It was a long drive but it was just
another adventure. The hospital was white and the bed was
high but everything was fine because she was going to be
home soon.
Another day and he was barefoot and free, but was
interrupted. “You have to come around to…”
He is met by the younger children at the letterbox and up
the drive, “She died, she is dead” they say.
This is not true, this cannot be, why are they happy to tell
me this?
Suddenly nothing is the same anymore
He hurries inside to see the adults and is followed by the
younger children. The adults are serious and the news is the
same. There is no relief.
There is only one possible thing that can be done, it just
bursts out of him, the tears and the grief, and yet
simultaneously he is aware of the younger eyes intensely on
the oldest boy who is crying and even aware that this news
of his crying is being quickly spread with great interest.
His world is just not the same anymore just intense grief
for a year and then some relief. Another year and it is
over. No more tears, no more loss for her.
But cancer is there, black dark fear. And year after year
someone is dying and there are no answers. Even a fear of
visiting that once healthy lovely person, in the hospital
now, in the white high bed. Skinny now, with a swollen
stomach.
So the questions remained…”Why? What is going on?” And the
journey is still beginning. But there are far more answers
now. It is all becoming clearer!
The memory of this journey came to me in November 2006 one
day while walking and thinking back to what was going on for
me at about this time. I had just been reading of a young
doctor’s journey which began 40 years ago when his best
friend was dying of breast cancer. He made a promise then to
find a drug to eradicate cancer. On 9/11 his cancer drug was
patented but is actually a processed natural volcanic
mineral. You can find out more about this strange and
amazing product and how you can get it, on this website. |
