The story below is a true story. It was suggested to be written by a neuroscientist who is an expert in the field of neurological diseases and children’s wellness. He heard of Mark’s experience battling and overcoming unspecified (labeled incurable by medical professionals) severe illness that lasted for seven long years. Throughout his career, he had never seen anyone in this condition recover. He recommended that Mark write his story to inspire others to believe that the impossible could become possible with efforts, right knowledge, and actions that go beyond what the medical field has to offer.
No - for Darkness; Yes - for Sun
My name is Mark and I am 15 years old. I wrote the story "No - for Darkness; Yes - for Sun" over three years ago, when I was 12 years old. The story is about what our family went through during my terrible illness that lasted for 7 years and my unbelievable victory over it.
Just like in the picture below, clouds had obscured my life, filling it with pain and illness, until finally, I made a victory in the long battle to get rid of the illness. It was then that the clouds parted, and the rising sun's rays shone through, bringing me out of the dark and into the light.
Chapter 1: What Happened to Me
This is a story about what happened to me since I was 3 years old, and what my Mom, Dad, and I all went through. I got a big victory over a horrible illness, which was incurable by doctors, but not by my mom! I want to tell all children who are suffering because they are ill and can’t be like others that there is a way for them to be healed, and they and their parents should have true hope that any illness could go away, and that they could live like other children and be healthy and happy.
Any illness could go away by believing in and searching for the new ways in healing that could work, but which are unfortunately unknown to many people. I would like to share with you my belief that any person’s brain, mind, and body has the power which could help it to be healed, if you know how to direct this power in the right way.
I was very ill with severe pains and many different and even some weird symptoms which were unbearable to me. I could not study, and could not go anywhere because of my horrible nonstop attacks and severe pains. My attacks were extremely powerful, and so loud and scary that the sounds I made were more like the sounds of strange animals in a wild forest rather than sounds of a human being! My Mom kept a recording diary of the nonstop and different weird sounds that I made. She recorded it in order for me to hear this when I grow up, to know from what I was saved, and that I could save others from anything similar to it, too.
I was isolated from the whole world in my room, and I felt like I was a castaway on an uninhabited island. The only things I could do were to build LEGO toys, play chess, and read Jules Verne’s books, but only when I had no pain. Every day there was the same scene: I was screaming, “Mom, help me, help me! When will this horror end?!”
But my Mom could not help me because she had no idea what was wrong with me, and how to help me, since she has been a classical pianist and a piano teacher all her life. (She started a music school for children 20 years ago, when she was only 28 y.o.)
The only way my Mom could help me was to take me to the doctors. We went to many different medical doctors, naturopaths, chiropractors, and even a homeopath from France, but none of them could help me. It even became much worse after we tried to follow their procedures and remedies. The only thing they could tell us was that if no one could find the cause of my illness, it would be incurable, since no one knows what is causing it and how to treat it.
Then my Dad said to my Mom that she has to cure me, no matter what. It did not matter that my Mom was a classical pianist and not a doctor, because no one else would help me.
My Mom had no choice but to start looking for the ways to cure me, by herself. After long, tireless research and studies in the realm of medical science and natural healing, she finally began to understand what was wrong with me, and what was happening. My Mom consulted with many health professionals who often gave her wrong advice, but she combined their knowledge in medical science and what she had studied to create a healing system for me, to make me stronger, and for me to have the power to fight the illness by myself.
She also made several discoveries, such as why my brain was firing wrong signals throughout my body, (which caused all my symptoms and pains), and what could be done to stop it. She found an answer to it. Actually, the answer was pretty simple. Various toxins, including toxins from viruses and harmful bacteria like candida, were causing it. They needed to be excreted from the body. Unfortunately, it was easier to say it then to do it.
The reason for it was that toxins had to be removed from the cells first, and then from the body slowly and in the right way, because if it would be done in the wrong way, things could turn much worse, and my mom knew it by her own experience very well.
She found an explanation for this in a scientific book that she was studying. The book described something that is known as a “ping-pong effect”. Imagine that toxins go down a road to the exit, and there is an open gate at the end of the road. And imagine that all of a sudden, the gate shuts down, turning the road into a dead-end. Thus, the toxins have to turn around and travel up the same road, instead of travelling down it. Because of this, they later enter a road where they are not supposed to be, wandering around and getting into the blood which carried them all over the body, including the brain too, damaging and causing it to fire wrong signals.
Another problem with the toxins going the wrong way is connected to weird and “mysterious holes drilled” by candida in the intestinal wall (there will be more about this “interesting” feature in Part II of the story). Removing the toxins was only the 1st part of the job my body had to do. Damage by toxins cells needed to be repaired and recharged too; they were getting new life. Also new neural pathways had to be built, and probably there are many other things that my body had to do to heal that I did not discover yet.
In order to have good progress in my healing and to avoid too many toxins coming out of my body at once, (thus making more damage than healing), my mom had to test (using an energetic testing system that my mom mastered) different things many times during the day, such as what remedies I needed to take, which to stop temporarily, how much should I take them and how many times a day, what foods I can and can’t eat, and even which days I should or should not be outside, as well as many, many other things, which seemed not to be connected to my healing at all.
I helped her with this because she muscle-tested all of this through my arm, and I analyzed together with her the results of the testing. Also, I kept a diary about my healing progress and healing crises, which happened very often. I always felt much worse before I got better.
Sometimes we all (I, my Mom, and even my Dad) were afraid that this would all never end. If we did not have guidance from testing, we would be in a lot of frustration, and probably we would lose the hope for me to be healed. Fortunately, we learned that the guidance through the testing was showing me the right way to heal, and we had many proofs of this, which gave us a true hope that my illness would end one day.
Chapter 2: “Hiking” With Harry
I felt like I was “hiking” an endless, extremely challenging and exhausting trail. There were many obstacles on the way that I had to overcome, including climbing up steep hills, falling down into sinkholes hidden on the trail, and trying to get out of them. Also, I felt like I was in a scientific trial, which could either succeed and many people could use the result of it. If it would fail completely, I would never be healed and would remain unhappy all my life.
Some of the weird things that happened to me during my “healing hike” were almost like some of the weird things from the “Harry Potter” fantasy books. I felt that I was “hiking” together with Harry, and that he was helping me to overcome obstacles, because he had learned how to do it so well and had no fear of anything. I supported and encouraged him in his battle against the evil wizard, and I felt that he supported and encouraged me in my battle, too.
I read these books over and over again, and I even read them to my Mom, who did not want to listen to my reading, because she does not like fantasy books at all. After I convinced her, she realized that these books were not like any other fantasy books, that they were very special books. I liked to read them because they were transferring me to the magic world of miracles, which helped me to forget my real world, full of pains and attacks.
Together with my Mom, I discovered that behind the adventures and the fantasy, there has been a real (not magic) thing in the Harry Potter story that gave me true hope that I will succeed in my battle: love and good were fighting and overpowering the evil, and got victory over it! Harry’s mom’s love for Harry made her sacrifice her life to save him from Lord Voldermort, destroying him. Lord Voldermort became powerless and could not hurt or kill any people or good wizards for many years. However, he came back much later with even more power, but Harry was there, strong, loving, and ready to sacrifice himself for others.
All of this gave Harry the power to fight the evil and succeed! I believed that my Mom’s love for me must destroy my illness, and I had a true hope, that it will happen. My Mom’s love for me made her sacrifice everything in her life (including her sleep and own health) to save me from my illness and misery. Her belief that love and good must fight the evil for sure (my illness was like an evil to us) made her go forward and not to give up.
Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School, was teaching his students how to become strong and good people-wizards and love others. He believed that this will give them the power to overcome any hardships and obstacles in their lives, and always get a victory in the battle against the evil. Harry was his best student, and sacrificed his own life, following Professor Dumbledore’s guidance. He was ready to die bringing himself in to Lord Voldermort, in order to save his friends, students and teachers at the school.
The proof that Professor Dumbledore was right was, that Harry miraculously did not die and did win the battle against the evil. During the final battle, Lord Voldermort made fun about Professor Dumbledore’s words that love for people is the secret of the remarkable power. His complete failure and death was the price he paid for his mistake.
When I was ill I had enough time to think and analyze all of this and talk about it with my Mom. She always has been teaching me that helping and feeling for others, learning how to be a good person, learning how to develop a strong will, perseverance, and learning how to overcome any obstacles and never give up, in order to reach big goals, are the most important things in life. Now I know if I follow this, I will truly enjoy my life, and I can make my dreams come true!
Chapter 3: We Can Make the Dreams Come True!!!
We are proving that you can make dreams come true. When my Mom graduated from a music conservatory, she had a dream: to create a music school for children, where they will learn that music can help to become a better person, with a rich and kind soul, because music is food for the soul and the mind too.
My Mom’s first dream came true when she opened her music school 20 years ago on her 28th birthday, without any money or support, and without any encouragement from her friends who thought it was a very bad idea, and that she would not succeed . Many people who liked her and wished her to be happy in America told her ( that teaching music can’t bring enough money, and suggested for her to change her career to computers or go to law school. However, my Mom made her way and followed her dream and passion.
She did not care about making money; she cared about teaching her students that good music is a “magic” treasure, and that music can be your true friend like a good book. It can make you very happy or sad too, but it always will help you and support you in your “darkest hour” through its “magic” power and beautiful language, which is understandable by everyone.
My Mom taught me that music will help to overcome any bad things thatmay happen and will always help the good to overpower the evil. When my Mom was my age, my Grandma (who is also a piano teacher) was teaching her all of these very important things and wanted my Mom to become a classical pianist and a teacher.
I felt the magic power of music myself. When I was ill and stuck in my room, I began to listen to many classical music CD’s that my mom had as a gift from the music critic Phil Muse, who wrote a story about my Mom’s school dream coming true (It was published in a national magazine “Classical CD Digest). Most of all I liked to listen to dramatic music such as overtures and symphonies of Beethoven, and beautiful piano music of Chopin. I felt so connected to this music, because it had battle and victory in it, like in the Overture “Egmont” and Overture “1812”, and the Revolutionary Etude of Chopin. Its magic power came to me, giving me more strength to fight, and to hope that my victory will happen one day.
Sometimes I cried when the music was very sad, and I became very happy when the music was changing its colors to triumph and celebration of the victory! I felt that I was becoming one with the music, like the European School of Music motto says: “Become one with the music…”
European school of Music also has another motto that I think is true too: “Expand the brain potential with the power of music!” I feel that while listening to classical music, I was learning how to analyze what happened in the music story, and I learned how to predict what will be next in this story. First I could not guess correctly, but the more I listened, the more of my guessing became correct. Now I believe, after I listened to so much of music when I was ill, that music can make the brain to work better and concentrate better, and maybe even heal the brain in some way too!
So, I was listening to classical music and reading the last two ”Harry Potter” books over and over again, and I had been waiting for a miracle like the miracle that happened in the last book. My Mom was waiting for the miracle too, but my Dad wasn’t! He did not believe in miracles, but he believed in my Mom, and he knew that she will find the way to heal me, no matter what, and must succeed. And…the miracle did happen!
Chapter 4: I am Free!!!
We succeeded! I finally became free from my illness, just before my 10th birthday! After 2 years of healing. It was impossible to believe, that after different doctors and naturopaths could not even decrease my awful symptoms with their remedies and treatments for five long years, and I was getting worse and worse and finally came to a complete “dead-end”, without any way out, my Mom, a classical pianist and teacher, within 2 years of her healing, made my horrible illness go away forever.
All my terrible symptoms were gone! My happiness was endless!! It was like in the Mysterious Island, when the castaways were trapped on a barren tiny rock in the Pacific Ocean (after their island exploded due to the volcanic eruption), and they were saved by the ship Duncan which came to save their lives!
At that same time I almost felt like Harry, when he finally managed to destroy Lord Voldemort which seemed impossible to do, due to his huge evil power, and the conquer over the entire magic world except Hogwarts School, where there were honest wizards who were ready to sacrifice their lives in order for the good to overpower evil! I know that Harry felt happier than me, because he saved others not only himself but I still felt so much happiness coming to me, because all my sufferings ended, and I got a victory over my illness, which seemed impossible to get, too.
I was so excited and felt unusually well. The fog in the head was gone, and I got so much energy that I began to write adventure stories, inspired by Jules Verne’s books and my victory over the illness! I was no longer hiccupping for hours and days in a row, no longer screaming nonstop sounds and nonsense words that could scare people around out of their wits, no longer making strange movements and actions, and no longer saying weird things (such as “I ate dirt”; even though I knew I did not eat it, I believed I did)!
I was no longer awaking with shut eyes and mouth, and jumping in the bed, without being able to say a word for seven hours in a row after awaking. I was no longer kicking my head against the head board, pulling sheets from the bed, kicking my mom with all strength, and trying to jump off the bed, and doing many other weird things (like laughing very loudly nonstop and clapping hands). But believe or not, the weirdest thing was that when I finally opened my eyes and was able to speak again, I had no idea that I was doing all these things. I felt like I was asleep and I was not even there when all this was going on. It was hard for me to believe in what my Mom and Dad told me.
They were so relieved when my mind was coming back to me each time and they told me that I have been acting like a badly-behaving silly 2 year old, and have not being able to open my shut eyes (like I was blind), for a whole day, even when I was eating or going to the bathroom! My parents were scared to death with my “crazy” behavior and told me later that they thought sometimes that I might stay like this forever and not be “normal” again. But remember, my Mom had her guidance through muscle testing, and it told her exactly when this will end. It gave her strength to go through this, and continue her healing! It seemed completely unbelievable, but the testing was true: the “horrible movie” did end!
I am now strong, and happy, and can hike 14-mile trails, and climb the mountains with my Dad! I am no longer feeling extremely tired, and my legs not failing anymore. I am no longer feeling very angry without a reason, and no longer say mean words and slam the doors with all my strength! Even my fear of sounds was gone too! I can finally enjoy going to Stone Mountain Park Village where the train arrives, without me running away from the sound of the train horn like from the gunners!!
I no longer have sleepless nights and sleepy days! I no longer have terrible headaches! (They were pricking my head for many weeks, and even months without going away!) I do not have any more allergies for various foods, and surprisingly, for my own hair!!! (I could not do any single haircut, without itching all over my body, and immediate horrible screaming attacks.)
Now, I can eat any food I want, that I could not eat before without allergic reactions, and loud scary burps! And best of all, I now can go to the bathroom when I want every day without dozens of tries, and horrible pain on my back and in my belly, which had lasted for many hours, days, nights, and even weeks, without any relief!
It was 2 years ago I celebrated my 10th birthday, eating anything I wanted, and going to my favorite places without horrible screaming attacks that scared people away! And now I am celebrating my 12th birthday by writing my story and sharing my victory! I am so grateful to my Mom for her healing me, which probably no one else could have done, being not a doctor and not a neuroscientist! She made her biggest dream come true: she cured me from my incurable illness.
Finally, I was able to do so many things that I could not do at all when I was ill. I began taking voice lessons that I actually did not want to take at all! All I liked was to sing different nonsense melodies that I made up. My Mom convinced me that it would be very good for me to learn how to sing correctly beautiful songs that I will enjoy eventually. So my Mom was right as always. I love my voice lessons a lot, and especially singing songs from Les Miserables music drama, which is based on my favorite book “Les Miserables” by Victor Hugo. My voice teacher inspired me to sing these challenging songs, and I succeeded in it.
Also, learning correct breathing and relaxation technique during voice lessons I think helped me to bring more energy and improve oxygen flow up the body.
Another great thing about voice lessons was that I became friends with Ginger, my voice teacher, who is joking by calling me her “personal meteorologist”! But why meteorologist?? Because I can now predict the local weather changes in her neighborhood, as well as across the whole Southeast. Now I also have a new hobby, meteorology. I have learned how to make weather forecasts and I can teach other people how to do them!
When I was healed, I started playing chess with my dad and people from all over the world online. It was so much fun, especially when I was winning against adults! My games were no longer interrupted by horrible pains or attacks.
Of course, I do all of my hobbies on the computer that I was not allowed to have before. Our guidance through energetic testing warned us that the computer’s energy could interfere with my healing energy. However, I got so much fun from the computer, that I became attracted to it like a magnet and stopped doing other good things that I have done before, like reading books, and listening to classical music that I liked so much. Being on the internet made me completely lose track of time and I am ashamed by this and I try to change it, but it is a very hard task for me now!
So using the computer is a good and a bad thing for me at the same time. I realized that the computer has a huge power on me and other children too, but it is different from a magic power and the enjoyment from music and books. Its power of the fun, which never ends unless I use my own will power to stop it and do other things that I have to do! I know that the main thing I have to do is to study as much as possible, because I have a very big goal to reach.
Yes! I can study again that I could not do when I was ill!!! I am even a couple grades ahead, studying Algebra I & II, Geometry, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology!
I enjoy finding the links between the sciences, and I like the science about the human brain, neuroscience, which helps me to understand what had happened to me. I like very much to read about how our bodies work, because it helps me to understand what has been wrong with me and why this had happened. It helps me also to realize that even though I have no more symptoms, it is a long way to go for my body to repair the damage done to me by the toxins, especially in the synaptic gap, damaged by toxins which needs to restore normal function and its enzymes, in order for neurons in the nervous system and the brain to do their work correctly, and not to send any wrong signals.
I also realized, that my self-healing will continue until my body will be able to become very strong and improve my genes, and I want to share my knowledge with other children and maybe adults, too. Also, I feel that, the knowledge of biology and neuroscience, will help me and other people to learn how to be protected from anything wrong that could happen in the body.
I want to tell anyone my story, who wants to know how I managed to heal and got the victory over my illness. When I grow up, I want to be a neuroscientist and physicist for the human brain, and to make many more discoveries than my mom, (I believe she could have done more, if she would be trained not as a classical pianist for 20 years, but as a neuroscientist instead). I want to find more ways to help people cure incurable by doctors illnesses, like pioneer doctors in the realm of of natural healing.
Chapter 5: Amazing Discovery. Be Saved…
They have as so much passion to help people, who are suffering, and to create the best remedies for them, and he does it tirelessly every day! His perseverance in doing his mission and work is a great example for me! It was another miracle that happened: we became so fortunate to get to know Richard, who has been saving people from the illnesses like a missionary.
Richard lives far from our family, but we all (my mom, dad, and I) feel very close to him, because of his “magic” power of understanding, helping and feeling for people, who need to be helped. I think, it was his “magic” power that showed my mom the way to discover what she was looking for so long!
Even when I started to feel better, my mom did not stop her studies and research. She began to help heal other people too, (including her friends, students and their parents, my Grandma, and even my Dad) and she succeeded in it. But, she knew that something must exist to help people in the best and fastest way that she did not know yet. And the important discovery she made later, proved it. One man from California, whom my mom was talking to, had tried Richard's remedies and told her, that they help better than any remedies he ever tried before, and he told my mom how to find out more about these remedies.
They miraculously help people all over the globe to become happy and healthy again! Robert is helping people to fight “incurable” diseases, like severe neurological and auto-immune, and also is helping children with autism spectrum disorders, ADD and learning disabilities, and with many other different illnesses and problems.
Because of all these things that I learned, I want to tell something very, very sad for me, but that may help others. My grandpa had the horrible Lou Gehrig’s Disease. It progressed so severely, that only the eyes were moving in his body. Nothing else…and his eyes begged for help! He could not say anything anymore, but his eyes were talking instead of words.
We understood very well what he wanted to say, because I was screaming the same to my mom: “Help me, help me! I am suffering so much! When will be the end of this?!” None of the doctors could help my Grandpa, but they told him why it happened: neurotoxins did it. It was true. But also, they told him, that nothing could be done to help him. However, this was not quite true. I know it now for sure.
There was a way to help, when the illness just began, and at the very beginning of it, he was told that it was “incurable”. Richard may have helped my Grandpa to fight the illness at the beginning stage and stop it from progressing severely with his “magic” remedies, and his true care and passion to save those, who are suffering. He may have helped my Grandpa to remove the neurotoxins, build new neural pathways, and regenerate his body, before the illness progressed for eight years and it became too late to start the healing.
It was so unfortunate, that we did not know Richard, when my Grandpa was alive. My Grandpa died two years ago. The help that he was begging for, did not come. The help was there, but my Grandpa did not know about it…How awful it is…
I know one more thing for sure. If we had known Richard from the beginning, I would not go through so many years of misery and pain, and I would get well much sooner...
So, by writing this story, I want to tell anyone who is waiting for help, that it will come! People just need to know where to ask for it and follow the guidance, and fight the evil illness to the end!
The guides will come to save who suffer,
Screaming to illness:
“Stop and go! Destroying health we won’t allow!”
Screaming again:
“Illness ̶ be gone! No ̶ for darkness; Yes ̶ for Sun!!!
I want to study and learn as much as I can so that I will be able to share my knowledge to help children who are as miserable now, as I was before. I want to explain to them and their parents that there is a way to stop all their misery, pain and sufferings, and they could be healed and become happy and enjoy their life, like I do now!
I am celebrating my 12th birthday, by writing this story, because it is not adventure story, which I was writing when I was younger. It is my true real story that may help people who are in despair, and bring them true real hope that their suffering will end one day, because the miracle will happen for sure!
This is a story about what happened to me since I was 3 years old, and what my Mom, Dad, and I all went through. I got a big victory over a horrible illness, which was incurable by doctors, but not by my mom! I want to tell all children who are suffering because they are ill and can’t be like others that there is a way for them to be healed, and they and their parents should have true hope that any illness could go away, and that they could live like other children and be healthy and happy.
Any illness could go away by believing in and searching for the new ways in healing that could work, but which are unfortunately unknown to many people. I would like to share with you my belief that any person’s brain, mind, and body has the power which could help it to be healed, if you know how to direct this power in the right way.
I was very ill with severe pains and many different and even some weird symptoms which were unbearable to me. I could not study, and could not go anywhere because of my horrible nonstop attacks and severe pains. My attacks were extremely powerful, and so loud and scary that the sounds I made were more like the sounds of strange animals in a wild forest rather than sounds of a human being! My Mom kept a recording diary of the nonstop and different weird sounds that I made. She recorded it in order for me to hear this when I grow up, to know from what I was saved, and that I could save others from anything similar to it, too.
I was isolated from the whole world in my room, and I felt like I was a castaway on an uninhabited island. The only things I could do were to build LEGO toys, play chess, and read Jules Verne’s books, but only when I had no pain. Every day there was the same scene: I was screaming, “Mom, help me, help me! When will this horror end?!”
But my Mom could not help me because she had no idea what was wrong with me, and how to help me, since she has been a classical pianist and a piano teacher all her life. (She started a music school for children 20 years ago, when she was only 28 y.o.)
The only way my Mom could help me was to take me to the doctors. We went to many different medical doctors, naturopaths, chiropractors, and even a homeopath from France, but none of them could help me. It even became much worse after we tried to follow their procedures and remedies. The only thing they could tell us was that if no one could find the cause of my illness, it would be incurable, since no one knows what is causing it and how to treat it.
Then my Dad said to my Mom that she has to cure me, no matter what. It did not matter that my Mom was a classical pianist and not a doctor, because no one else would help me.
My Mom had no choice but to start looking for the ways to cure me, by herself. After long, tireless research and studies in the realm of medical science and natural healing, she finally began to understand what was wrong with me, and what was happening. My Mom consulted with many health professionals who often gave her wrong advice, but she combined their knowledge in medical science and what she had studied to create a healing system for me, to make me stronger, and for me to have the power to fight the illness by myself.
She also made several discoveries, such as why my brain was firing wrong signals throughout my body, (which caused all my symptoms and pains), and what could be done to stop it. She found an answer to it. Actually, the answer was pretty simple. Various toxins, including toxins from viruses and harmful bacteria like candida, were causing it. They needed to be excreted from the body. Unfortunately, it was easier to say it then to do it.
The reason for it was that toxins had to be removed from the cells first, and then from the body slowly and in the right way, because if it would be done in the wrong way, things could turn much worse, and my mom knew it by her own experience very well.
She found an explanation for this in a scientific book that she was studying. The book described something that is known as a “ping-pong effect”. Imagine that toxins go down a road to the exit, and there is an open gate at the end of the road. And imagine that all of a sudden, the gate shuts down, turning the road into a dead-end. Thus, the toxins have to turn around and travel up the same road, instead of travelling down it. Because of this, they later enter a road where they are not supposed to be, wandering around and getting into the blood which carried them all over the body, including the brain too, damaging and causing it to fire wrong signals.
Another problem with the toxins going the wrong way is connected to weird and “mysterious holes drilled” by candida in the intestinal wall (there will be more about this “interesting” feature in Part II of the story). Removing the toxins was only the 1st part of the job my body had to do. Damage by toxins cells needed to be repaired and recharged too; they were getting new life. Also new neural pathways had to be built, and probably there are many other things that my body had to do to heal that I did not discover yet.
In order to have good progress in my healing and to avoid too many toxins coming out of my body at once, (thus making more damage than healing), my mom had to test (using an energetic testing system that my mom mastered) different things many times during the day, such as what remedies I needed to take, which to stop temporarily, how much should I take them and how many times a day, what foods I can and can’t eat, and even which days I should or should not be outside, as well as many, many other things, which seemed not to be connected to my healing at all.
I helped her with this because she muscle-tested all of this through my arm, and I analyzed together with her the results of the testing. Also, I kept a diary about my healing progress and healing crises, which happened very often. I always felt much worse before I got better.
Sometimes we all (I, my Mom, and even my Dad) were afraid that this would all never end. If we did not have guidance from testing, we would be in a lot of frustration, and probably we would lose the hope for me to be healed. Fortunately, we learned that the guidance through the testing was showing me the right way to heal, and we had many proofs of this, which gave us a true hope that my illness would end one day.
Chapter 2: “Hiking” With Harry
I felt like I was “hiking” an endless, extremely challenging and exhausting trail. There were many obstacles on the way that I had to overcome, including climbing up steep hills, falling down into sinkholes hidden on the trail, and trying to get out of them. Also, I felt like I was in a scientific trial, which could either succeed and many people could use the result of it. If it would fail completely, I would never be healed and would remain unhappy all my life.
Some of the weird things that happened to me during my “healing hike” were almost like some of the weird things from the “Harry Potter” fantasy books. I felt that I was “hiking” together with Harry, and that he was helping me to overcome obstacles, because he had learned how to do it so well and had no fear of anything. I supported and encouraged him in his battle against the evil wizard, and I felt that he supported and encouraged me in my battle, too.
I read these books over and over again, and I even read them to my Mom, who did not want to listen to my reading, because she does not like fantasy books at all. After I convinced her, she realized that these books were not like any other fantasy books, that they were very special books. I liked to read them because they were transferring me to the magic world of miracles, which helped me to forget my real world, full of pains and attacks.
Together with my Mom, I discovered that behind the adventures and the fantasy, there has been a real (not magic) thing in the Harry Potter story that gave me true hope that I will succeed in my battle: love and good were fighting and overpowering the evil, and got victory over it! Harry’s mom’s love for Harry made her sacrifice her life to save him from Lord Voldermort, destroying him. Lord Voldermort became powerless and could not hurt or kill any people or good wizards for many years. However, he came back much later with even more power, but Harry was there, strong, loving, and ready to sacrifice himself for others.
All of this gave Harry the power to fight the evil and succeed! I believed that my Mom’s love for me must destroy my illness, and I had a true hope, that it will happen. My Mom’s love for me made her sacrifice everything in her life (including her sleep and own health) to save me from my illness and misery. Her belief that love and good must fight the evil for sure (my illness was like an evil to us) made her go forward and not to give up.
Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School, was teaching his students how to become strong and good people-wizards and love others. He believed that this will give them the power to overcome any hardships and obstacles in their lives, and always get a victory in the battle against the evil. Harry was his best student, and sacrificed his own life, following Professor Dumbledore’s guidance. He was ready to die bringing himself in to Lord Voldermort, in order to save his friends, students and teachers at the school.
The proof that Professor Dumbledore was right was, that Harry miraculously did not die and did win the battle against the evil. During the final battle, Lord Voldermort made fun about Professor Dumbledore’s words that love for people is the secret of the remarkable power. His complete failure and death was the price he paid for his mistake.
When I was ill I had enough time to think and analyze all of this and talk about it with my Mom. She always has been teaching me that helping and feeling for others, learning how to be a good person, learning how to develop a strong will, perseverance, and learning how to overcome any obstacles and never give up, in order to reach big goals, are the most important things in life. Now I know if I follow this, I will truly enjoy my life, and I can make my dreams come true!
Chapter 3: We Can Make the Dreams Come True!!!
We are proving that you can make dreams come true. When my Mom graduated from a music conservatory, she had a dream: to create a music school for children, where they will learn that music can help to become a better person, with a rich and kind soul, because music is food for the soul and the mind too.
My Mom’s first dream came true when she opened her music school 20 years ago on her 28th birthday, without any money or support, and without any encouragement from her friends who thought it was a very bad idea, and that she would not succeed . Many people who liked her and wished her to be happy in America told her ( that teaching music can’t bring enough money, and suggested for her to change her career to computers or go to law school. However, my Mom made her way and followed her dream and passion.
She did not care about making money; she cared about teaching her students that good music is a “magic” treasure, and that music can be your true friend like a good book. It can make you very happy or sad too, but it always will help you and support you in your “darkest hour” through its “magic” power and beautiful language, which is understandable by everyone.
My Mom taught me that music will help to overcome any bad things thatmay happen and will always help the good to overpower the evil. When my Mom was my age, my Grandma (who is also a piano teacher) was teaching her all of these very important things and wanted my Mom to become a classical pianist and a teacher.
I felt the magic power of music myself. When I was ill and stuck in my room, I began to listen to many classical music CD’s that my mom had as a gift from the music critic Phil Muse, who wrote a story about my Mom’s school dream coming true (It was published in a national magazine “Classical CD Digest). Most of all I liked to listen to dramatic music such as overtures and symphonies of Beethoven, and beautiful piano music of Chopin. I felt so connected to this music, because it had battle and victory in it, like in the Overture “Egmont” and Overture “1812”, and the Revolutionary Etude of Chopin. Its magic power came to me, giving me more strength to fight, and to hope that my victory will happen one day.
Sometimes I cried when the music was very sad, and I became very happy when the music was changing its colors to triumph and celebration of the victory! I felt that I was becoming one with the music, like the European School of Music motto says: “Become one with the music…”
European school of Music also has another motto that I think is true too: “Expand the brain potential with the power of music!” I feel that while listening to classical music, I was learning how to analyze what happened in the music story, and I learned how to predict what will be next in this story. First I could not guess correctly, but the more I listened, the more of my guessing became correct. Now I believe, after I listened to so much of music when I was ill, that music can make the brain to work better and concentrate better, and maybe even heal the brain in some way too!
So, I was listening to classical music and reading the last two ”Harry Potter” books over and over again, and I had been waiting for a miracle like the miracle that happened in the last book. My Mom was waiting for the miracle too, but my Dad wasn’t! He did not believe in miracles, but he believed in my Mom, and he knew that she will find the way to heal me, no matter what, and must succeed. And…the miracle did happen!
Chapter 4: I am Free!!!
We succeeded! I finally became free from my illness, just before my 10th birthday! After 2 years of healing. It was impossible to believe, that after different doctors and naturopaths could not even decrease my awful symptoms with their remedies and treatments for five long years, and I was getting worse and worse and finally came to a complete “dead-end”, without any way out, my Mom, a classical pianist and teacher, within 2 years of her healing, made my horrible illness go away forever.
All my terrible symptoms were gone! My happiness was endless!! It was like in the Mysterious Island, when the castaways were trapped on a barren tiny rock in the Pacific Ocean (after their island exploded due to the volcanic eruption), and they were saved by the ship Duncan which came to save their lives!
At that same time I almost felt like Harry, when he finally managed to destroy Lord Voldemort which seemed impossible to do, due to his huge evil power, and the conquer over the entire magic world except Hogwarts School, where there were honest wizards who were ready to sacrifice their lives in order for the good to overpower evil! I know that Harry felt happier than me, because he saved others not only himself but I still felt so much happiness coming to me, because all my sufferings ended, and I got a victory over my illness, which seemed impossible to get, too.
I was so excited and felt unusually well. The fog in the head was gone, and I got so much energy that I began to write adventure stories, inspired by Jules Verne’s books and my victory over the illness! I was no longer hiccupping for hours and days in a row, no longer screaming nonstop sounds and nonsense words that could scare people around out of their wits, no longer making strange movements and actions, and no longer saying weird things (such as “I ate dirt”; even though I knew I did not eat it, I believed I did)!
I was no longer awaking with shut eyes and mouth, and jumping in the bed, without being able to say a word for seven hours in a row after awaking. I was no longer kicking my head against the head board, pulling sheets from the bed, kicking my mom with all strength, and trying to jump off the bed, and doing many other weird things (like laughing very loudly nonstop and clapping hands). But believe or not, the weirdest thing was that when I finally opened my eyes and was able to speak again, I had no idea that I was doing all these things. I felt like I was asleep and I was not even there when all this was going on. It was hard for me to believe in what my Mom and Dad told me.
They were so relieved when my mind was coming back to me each time and they told me that I have been acting like a badly-behaving silly 2 year old, and have not being able to open my shut eyes (like I was blind), for a whole day, even when I was eating or going to the bathroom! My parents were scared to death with my “crazy” behavior and told me later that they thought sometimes that I might stay like this forever and not be “normal” again. But remember, my Mom had her guidance through muscle testing, and it told her exactly when this will end. It gave her strength to go through this, and continue her healing! It seemed completely unbelievable, but the testing was true: the “horrible movie” did end!
I am now strong, and happy, and can hike 14-mile trails, and climb the mountains with my Dad! I am no longer feeling extremely tired, and my legs not failing anymore. I am no longer feeling very angry without a reason, and no longer say mean words and slam the doors with all my strength! Even my fear of sounds was gone too! I can finally enjoy going to Stone Mountain Park Village where the train arrives, without me running away from the sound of the train horn like from the gunners!!
I no longer have sleepless nights and sleepy days! I no longer have terrible headaches! (They were pricking my head for many weeks, and even months without going away!) I do not have any more allergies for various foods, and surprisingly, for my own hair!!! (I could not do any single haircut, without itching all over my body, and immediate horrible screaming attacks.)
Now, I can eat any food I want, that I could not eat before without allergic reactions, and loud scary burps! And best of all, I now can go to the bathroom when I want every day without dozens of tries, and horrible pain on my back and in my belly, which had lasted for many hours, days, nights, and even weeks, without any relief!
It was 2 years ago I celebrated my 10th birthday, eating anything I wanted, and going to my favorite places without horrible screaming attacks that scared people away! And now I am celebrating my 12th birthday by writing my story and sharing my victory! I am so grateful to my Mom for her healing me, which probably no one else could have done, being not a doctor and not a neuroscientist! She made her biggest dream come true: she cured me from my incurable illness.
Finally, I was able to do so many things that I could not do at all when I was ill. I began taking voice lessons that I actually did not want to take at all! All I liked was to sing different nonsense melodies that I made up. My Mom convinced me that it would be very good for me to learn how to sing correctly beautiful songs that I will enjoy eventually. So my Mom was right as always. I love my voice lessons a lot, and especially singing songs from Les Miserables music drama, which is based on my favorite book “Les Miserables” by Victor Hugo. My voice teacher inspired me to sing these challenging songs, and I succeeded in it.
Also, learning correct breathing and relaxation technique during voice lessons I think helped me to bring more energy and improve oxygen flow up the body.
Another great thing about voice lessons was that I became friends with Ginger, my voice teacher, who is joking by calling me her “personal meteorologist”! But why meteorologist?? Because I can now predict the local weather changes in her neighborhood, as well as across the whole Southeast. Now I also have a new hobby, meteorology. I have learned how to make weather forecasts and I can teach other people how to do them!
When I was healed, I started playing chess with my dad and people from all over the world online. It was so much fun, especially when I was winning against adults! My games were no longer interrupted by horrible pains or attacks.
Of course, I do all of my hobbies on the computer that I was not allowed to have before. Our guidance through energetic testing warned us that the computer’s energy could interfere with my healing energy. However, I got so much fun from the computer, that I became attracted to it like a magnet and stopped doing other good things that I have done before, like reading books, and listening to classical music that I liked so much. Being on the internet made me completely lose track of time and I am ashamed by this and I try to change it, but it is a very hard task for me now!
So using the computer is a good and a bad thing for me at the same time. I realized that the computer has a huge power on me and other children too, but it is different from a magic power and the enjoyment from music and books. Its power of the fun, which never ends unless I use my own will power to stop it and do other things that I have to do! I know that the main thing I have to do is to study as much as possible, because I have a very big goal to reach.
Yes! I can study again that I could not do when I was ill!!! I am even a couple grades ahead, studying Algebra I & II, Geometry, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology!
I enjoy finding the links between the sciences, and I like the science about the human brain, neuroscience, which helps me to understand what had happened to me. I like very much to read about how our bodies work, because it helps me to understand what has been wrong with me and why this had happened. It helps me also to realize that even though I have no more symptoms, it is a long way to go for my body to repair the damage done to me by the toxins, especially in the synaptic gap, damaged by toxins which needs to restore normal function and its enzymes, in order for neurons in the nervous system and the brain to do their work correctly, and not to send any wrong signals.
I also realized, that my self-healing will continue until my body will be able to become very strong and improve my genes, and I want to share my knowledge with other children and maybe adults, too. Also, I feel that, the knowledge of biology and neuroscience, will help me and other people to learn how to be protected from anything wrong that could happen in the body.
I want to tell anyone my story, who wants to know how I managed to heal and got the victory over my illness. When I grow up, I want to be a neuroscientist and physicist for the human brain, and to make many more discoveries than my mom, (I believe she could have done more, if she would be trained not as a classical pianist for 20 years, but as a neuroscientist instead). I want to find more ways to help people cure incurable by doctors illnesses, like pioneer doctors in the realm of of natural healing.
Chapter 5: Amazing Discovery. Be Saved…
They have as so much passion to help people, who are suffering, and to create the best remedies for them, and he does it tirelessly every day! His perseverance in doing his mission and work is a great example for me! It was another miracle that happened: we became so fortunate to get to know Richard, who has been saving people from the illnesses like a missionary.
Richard lives far from our family, but we all (my mom, dad, and I) feel very close to him, because of his “magic” power of understanding, helping and feeling for people, who need to be helped. I think, it was his “magic” power that showed my mom the way to discover what she was looking for so long!
Even when I started to feel better, my mom did not stop her studies and research. She began to help heal other people too, (including her friends, students and their parents, my Grandma, and even my Dad) and she succeeded in it. But, she knew that something must exist to help people in the best and fastest way that she did not know yet. And the important discovery she made later, proved it. One man from California, whom my mom was talking to, had tried Richard's remedies and told her, that they help better than any remedies he ever tried before, and he told my mom how to find out more about these remedies.
They miraculously help people all over the globe to become happy and healthy again! Robert is helping people to fight “incurable” diseases, like severe neurological and auto-immune, and also is helping children with autism spectrum disorders, ADD and learning disabilities, and with many other different illnesses and problems.
Because of all these things that I learned, I want to tell something very, very sad for me, but that may help others. My grandpa had the horrible Lou Gehrig’s Disease. It progressed so severely, that only the eyes were moving in his body. Nothing else…and his eyes begged for help! He could not say anything anymore, but his eyes were talking instead of words.
We understood very well what he wanted to say, because I was screaming the same to my mom: “Help me, help me! I am suffering so much! When will be the end of this?!” None of the doctors could help my Grandpa, but they told him why it happened: neurotoxins did it. It was true. But also, they told him, that nothing could be done to help him. However, this was not quite true. I know it now for sure.
There was a way to help, when the illness just began, and at the very beginning of it, he was told that it was “incurable”. Richard may have helped my Grandpa to fight the illness at the beginning stage and stop it from progressing severely with his “magic” remedies, and his true care and passion to save those, who are suffering. He may have helped my Grandpa to remove the neurotoxins, build new neural pathways, and regenerate his body, before the illness progressed for eight years and it became too late to start the healing.
It was so unfortunate, that we did not know Richard, when my Grandpa was alive. My Grandpa died two years ago. The help that he was begging for, did not come. The help was there, but my Grandpa did not know about it…How awful it is…
I know one more thing for sure. If we had known Richard from the beginning, I would not go through so many years of misery and pain, and I would get well much sooner...
So, by writing this story, I want to tell anyone who is waiting for help, that it will come! People just need to know where to ask for it and follow the guidance, and fight the evil illness to the end!
The guides will come to save who suffer,
Screaming to illness:
“Stop and go! Destroying health we won’t allow!”
Screaming again:
“Illness ̶ be gone! No ̶ for darkness; Yes ̶ for Sun!!!
I want to study and learn as much as I can so that I will be able to share my knowledge to help children who are as miserable now, as I was before. I want to explain to them and their parents that there is a way to stop all their misery, pain and sufferings, and they could be healed and become happy and enjoy their life, like I do now!
I am celebrating my 12th birthday, by writing this story, because it is not adventure story, which I was writing when I was younger. It is my true real story that may help people who are in despair, and bring them true real hope that their suffering will end one day, because the miracle will happen for sure!
Three years later...
After I overpowered my illness, I have not had any bad symptoms for years, and this has allowed me to lead a great life. Ever since, I have taken up the hobby of hiking, and I have become an experienced hiker and nature photographer.
The changes that have transpired over the course of these years are surreal and incredible. From when I was healed from my illness (where I couldn't even walk sometimes), I gradually became stronger and increased my stamina through hiking. In 2011, I started up with occasionally walking for a few miles in nearby state parks and preserves, and now, I have the ability to hike as much as twenty miles a day over rugged, cross-country terrain!
Hiking is a distraction and relaxation from everyday life, and the immersion into pristine nature has healing powers. Scientific studies have show that hiking can clear and recharge the brain, improve focus, and even increase creativity and imagination. Additionally, hiking helps to develop compassion for nature - when you see our majestic mountains and forests in person, the desire to preserve the Earth will come in strongly.
After I overpowered my illness, I have not had any bad symptoms for years, and this has allowed me to lead a great life. Ever since, I have taken up the hobby of hiking, and I have become an experienced hiker and nature photographer.
The changes that have transpired over the course of these years are surreal and incredible. From when I was healed from my illness (where I couldn't even walk sometimes), I gradually became stronger and increased my stamina through hiking. In 2011, I started up with occasionally walking for a few miles in nearby state parks and preserves, and now, I have the ability to hike as much as twenty miles a day over rugged, cross-country terrain!
Hiking is a distraction and relaxation from everyday life, and the immersion into pristine nature has healing powers. Scientific studies have show that hiking can clear and recharge the brain, improve focus, and even increase creativity and imagination. Additionally, hiking helps to develop compassion for nature - when you see our majestic mountains and forests in person, the desire to preserve the Earth will come in strongly.
I highly suggest to learn how to hike, and to involve all of your family in it, for overall relaxation and well-being. But don't stop reading here! There is a variety of points that you would need to be informed of before hiking.
Speaking of Yes for Sun...
Did you know that watching the sun 45 minutes before sunset or after sunrise, is not harmful? According to feedback from people who do it, Sungazing can greatly improve your health because of enhancing the function of the pineal gland which plays a very important role in human health. Watch this video to learn more.
- Correct footwear is key to enjoyable hiking. If you're planning on hiking in sandals or flip-flops, think again. Most hiking trails have obstacles such as rocks, roots, and/or mud, so proper hiking shoes or boots are a must.
- Ample amounts of water and food snacks are necessary for hiking, but I will provide some tips for using healthy water and food while hiking. Water is absolutely central to every function of the cell - whether it's muscle contraction, cells dividing, or nerves conducting, etc. "Gatorade drinks" are popularly used after some sort of physical exercising, such as after hiking. The apparent purpose of these drinks is to replenish lost energy, but in reality, they are not very healthy due to the huge amounts of sugar and other additives in them. A much healthier replacement would be the Emergen C drinks by Alacer, and I can confirm myself that they help to add energy before, during, or after extensive physical activity.
- Additionally, I have some tips for healthier snacks. There are several kinds of healthy energy bars that can be eaten during or after hiking. My favorite three energy bar brands are Kind, Oatmega, and Raw Revolution. The differences between these energy bars and most others are that there's less sugar, high protein, and they are mostly organic. I would suggest to choose bars from those brands that have the most protein and the least sugar.
Speaking of Yes for Sun...
Did you know that watching the sun 45 minutes before sunset or after sunrise, is not harmful? According to feedback from people who do it, Sungazing can greatly improve your health because of enhancing the function of the pineal gland which plays a very important role in human health. Watch this video to learn more.
No - for Darkness; Yes - for Sun
Let your hardships all be gone!!!
Let your hardships all be gone!!!