Miracles happen every day

As I was sitting in front of my computer with a “blank” page in my head last night, I noted that the date was 28th October and only half an hour before that, I had to inform Adrian, our webmaster that it would take a “miracle” for me to send over to him my 1st November’s blog post within 72 hours. But as usual I was mischievously curious and decided to just sit here staring at the screen and allowing my muses to play with my keyboard.

As I relaxed and commenced to read through this article from a page of the magazine called “Australian Woman’s Day” dated 12/20/88, I began to lol. Who in her sane mind would bother to write the next month’s blog if Dr Bernie Siegel had already written one for us.

I think you would like this real life story as I also have the “proof” posted up here to amuse you. The story started sometime in the late 80s when I was browsing through a bookshop in Honolulu (Hawaii), Bernie’s book titled “Love, Medicine and Miracles” dropped off the shelf and landed on my head (BTW Dr Siegel requested to be addressed as just plain “Bernie”). I took the hint and purchased this book and his set of two cassette tapes and fell in love not only with his soothing voice, but Bernie himself.  And I am still very much in love decades later.

“Love, Medicine and Miracles” is a book I have cherished since but it didn’t resurface back into my life until around 2015 when I was wrongly diagnosed with lymphoma and was advised to start my chemo treatment the next week or so. Partly because I was all geared up to host a party for my beloved overseas sister visiting us at that time and also because I was feeling very healthy and not happy to be pushed into any forms of treatments that I did not feel ready for. I wanted to embark on an EXPERIMENT immediately, however what moved me to do so I had no idea. I somehow recalled Bernie’s book even though I was in a state of shock and fear as I remembered how peaceful I felt listening to his words from the cassette tapes or reading between the lines sensing his calm and generous energy embedded in each word. I wanted to undertake this “wait, look and see” challenge so to equip and empower myself with new knowledge and to gain some peace before heading back to my specialist when I felt the timing was right...for me!  

What followed surprised me, almost from the instant I started reading the first paragraph, I felt a sea of calmness washing over me. Bernie felt more like a friend, a partnership in Wellness Care than a Doctor, I felt his love though I am still not sure if that word love is  allowed to be used within the area of Medicine. My schedule was to start each day absorbing Bernie’s positive vibes as I enjoyed my breakfast. I noted that the book contained nine chapters and knew that I could easily manage covering a chapter each week. By the time I got to the end of the book, I was much more “tooled” up and felt more capable to face whatever “life lemon” got thrown at my face due to a more trusting mindset minus the “whatever” rolling eye upward movements. I was convinced that it would not be helpful to approach any forms of modalities if I was immersed in some much fear. I also believed that it is the innate Creative Intelligence within our body that heals and my only job was to create a healing environment (inner and outer) for any forms of possible healing to take place.

Please read this excerpt that I have included on this blog post for you, I do apologise that I cannot locate the following page, you see the manner in which I obtained this “page” was not the ideal way but that is the “mischief” part of me that comes out to play every now and then, yes, only when it is safe to do so.

Now winding back to 1988 as I was meeting up with my Doctor/friend for a consultation at his clinic. Dr R had shown interest in all the “woo woo” stuff this “hoo hoo” so loved exploring. But I possessed some class and never felt comfortable insisting others to read this book or listen to that cassette. I convinced my “Inner Guidance System” to throw out a sign or two. Our plan was that I would carry Bernie’s two cassette tapes (audio version of the same book he read from) in my handbag and that if I was meant to give Dr R the tapes, I would notice some strange writing on the clinical wall. I had a few minutes to wait so I randomly pulled out a Woman’s Day magazine from among probably twenty others on a bookshelf. Now because I was not wearing my glasses, I was a bit sight challenged but as you would notice, the “M” in the word Miracles measures 4 ½ cm in length so that word caught my poor sight, my inquisitive mind and my very excited heart.

So now as I was sitting opposite Dr R, I asked him if he has ever heard of Dr Bernie Siegel and his book, he replied that he has indeed and in fact wanted to buy one to read asap. I uttered “why bother to read if you can just listen to him reading out his own book?”.  Dr R was curious and very attentive by then as I opened up my handbag dramatically, pulled out the set of the two cassettes and placed them neatly in front of him.

Now Dr R was slightly shocked but amused, he leaned back onto his chair and exclaimed “OMG” in which I could only respond with “..not quite”.

I then proceeded to own up and showed him the magazine which I “stole” from his waiting room collection. But without bothering to ask for his permission, I ripped the page off, folded it and placed it inside my handbag while musing ...”don’t worry, no one would miss it, who is going to read this kind of stuff, celebrities’ sex lives are more interesting”.  With this unexpected rude comment from me, Dr R looked around his room and pointed out to me that there were many other “items” that probably could fit nicely inside my handbag.

Want to know if our friendship ended right there? Nope, he invited this “thief” to his wedding soon after.

Okay, it is a great story, but what is the takeaway message here. I think it is more “profitable” to go through life asking for pointers, signs and directions (aka outside Help) but I must add “stealing” is not that noble. You might wonder if I would have given the tapes over to Dr R if I did not happen to pick up this article, the answer is “probably not”. Please do not feel bad for Dr R for losing a page off the 1988 edition of a woman’s magazine, you see, as he still has my two cassette tapes even though both of us probably do not own a cassette player anymore.

“You cannot be your own guide to miracles for it is you who make it necessary” - Alan Cohan

“The natural healing force within each of us is the greatest force in getting well” - Hippocrates

Thank you once again for sharing your time and space with me, I do love you.