As a healer cancer has to be one of the most frustrating illnesses to treat. Over the past years I have worked with a number of cancer patients, some have received healing that has led to the removal of the disease.  For others this was not to be.  Let me tell you about one case…

Brian had been trying to contact me for some time.  Diagnosed with a brain tumour that had started its growth some years ago, he was now at the point where he was unable to carry out some of the simpler everyday tasks himself.  He had recently gone into a respite home for a few weeks to give his family a break and was suffering from the onset of depression. 

Brian’s tumour sat on the left hand side of the brain and was affecting his right hand side.  He was having difficulty concentrating, was unable to use his right hand at all and was becoming increasingly more depressed.  In addition, he was being advised by his consultant to consider radiotherapy – sooner rather than later.  He was also taking some chunky medication both to help him sleep, which resulted in him spending much of the day in a foggy netherworld, and also to reduce the onset of the fits which he was experiencing as a result of the tumour.

As is usual with my first time patients I left Brian to read the agreement to undergo treatment.  He was unable to sign his name, finding writing to be an almost impossible task.  While he was reading I studied the tumour – tumours to be precise since there were two of them.  One, a small pea, was located towards the front of the brain.  The second, a much larger European continent shaped blob, was two thirds of the way towards the back of the left hand side of the brain.  It had two root channels running down into the very heart of the brain and had obviously made itself very much at home over the years it had been growing.  The pea like blob was certainly the easier of the two to remove since it was not as deeply embedded nor was it having such a major impact on Brian’s co-ordination and lifestyle.  I drew Brian a picture of what I saw.  He confirmed it with a scan that he had brought from his own doctor.

The first treatment was challenging.  In many cases, I am not aware of the effort that is required to heal since I am an unconscious channel.  However, in Brian’s case, I was actively involved in all aspects of his treatment.  I channelled one of my regular guides and surgeons who worked quickly, concentrating primarily on the pea, while Brian sat patiently and underwent a series of small fits – a regular occurrence for him apparently – as we worked away. Having completed the surgical work, it was left to my other guides to finish up and return Brian to his “normal” self.  He left at the end of the treatment – sceptical but determined to give it a try.

Brian returned regularly, impatient to enable a cure within the shortest possible period of time. Healing of this nature is cumulative.  If you imagine that a tumour has been growing steadily undisturbed for some years, gradually pushing aside brain tissue, Brian in blissful ignorance of what was going on inside his head, then perhaps you can begin to understand how difficult it is just to put things back as they were.  This is a very delicate area, perhaps the most delicate of all since the tumour had almost become as one with the brain tissue.  No surgeon, consultant, psychic or traditional, intuitive or guided would be able to suddenly remove such a growth.  It was a gradual process of reducing the tumour in size.  Of allowing the brain tissue to ease its way back into the cavity left by the removal of the tumour in layers as we gradually and slowly worked through.  After a few weeks Brian’s pea had gone – a fact confirmed for him by a further scan that he underwent.  Furthermore, his European continent had reduced in size.  Much more importantly, he was no longer so depressed.  He had returned to working a few hours a day – brain work as he called it.  Friends and family, who for so long had watched him deteriorate, recover slightly, then deteriorate further, although mindful of false dawns, had noticed an improvement.  His right hand had feeling and movement returned to it.  His grip was firmer. 

His treatment took a number of forms.  We usually operated on him once a fortnight, the treatment session immediately following any operation being a much more gentle cosseting of the brain to ensure that it continued to improve.  One of the more major operations we conducted again involved psychic surgery.  We needed to reduce the size of the tumour.  Never have I been so aware of the precision that is employed in conducting such an operation.  Working through me, my surgeon guide entered the head moving swiftly to the area where the tumour had taken hold.  He then proceeded to shave elements of the tumour away, cutting wafer thin slivers of tumour away, always watching with one eye on Brian’s reaction – was he fitting more or less, was he getting sensation in his fingers or losing it?  With a degree of precision that was startling the work continued until sufficient had been removed.

The tumour was now smaller than Europe – I would say we had lost France and Spain and were moving rapidly towards removing Germany and entering Poland.  As for Brian, he continued to come to see me.  His treatment continued for quite some time.  I had estimated 3 months but it would need to be closer to 6.  All the while he had the spectre of radiotherapy hanging over him.  Should he zap it?  On the positive side, not only had he regained movement in his hand, his fitting had reduced to being non-existent, he was sleeping better and had very significantly reduced his nightime sleep medication from 20 milligrams to just 5 before moving off it completely.  We entered the final stage of operations on his brain.  The tumour had been reduced in size – something that was confirmed for him by a visit to a modern medical practitioner who had plugged him into a machine that was able to detect activity in these kinds of things.  I remember Brian’s text that he sent me following this appointment: “Saw doc.  I quote ‘Bugger me, where’s it all gone?’ See you next wk B”.  But there still remained quite a significant amount of matter that was interfering with the brain.  Brian returned for his normal weekly appointment.  This was to be one of the most intense and physically tiring operations I have ever been party to.  Brian was in good spirits, but keen to ensure that we had removed all of the tumour.  By this time he had stopped fitting completely, he had returned to working most days from 10 until 6 and told me he was considering making a small acquisition of a struggling production company in London – his business was obviously back on track!  We slowly examined the tumour inside his brain.  The pieces we needed to remove were deep inside the grey matter.  I very quickly felt two surgeons appear beside me.  We began the operation.  We entered the cavity quite quickly, gently moving aside elements of healthy tissue that had begun to ease back into place before addressing the tumour remains.  This operation would require us to delve deeper than we had been before and to unravel tumour from healthy tissue.  I saw the pieces we needed to remove and slowly and carefully we began to disentangle them from the healthy pieces before removing them entirely from the brain area.  This was intense.  The slightest slip would result in damage.  Yet this is the beauty of psychic surgery.  There is no potential for mistake.  The surgeons and guides who work through me operate on a different plane.  This is medicine made safe.  I do not use a scalpel.  There is no cutting in the modern sense.  The surgeons go about their work using their psychic tools that are quite incapable of causing harm.  This is healing as it was always meant to be.  Healing for the ultimate good.  Healing freely given and with the best and purest of intents – the removal of suffering and the restoring of the body to a state of ease.

So what became of Brian?  He continued to come to see me for some weeks after this last operation.  He entered the phase that I constantly described to him of being like stroke patient recovery.  He had to work on improving his health for himself.  We had done the majority of the healing work that we were able to do.  The tumour was significantly reduced in size.  We had removed as much as we were able.  He began to use weights to build up his upper body strength.  His movement in the fingers returned to the point where he was soon able to write again with his right hand.  His fingers were a bit podgy but gradually as feeling and sensation returned to them they too began to return to normal size.  He began to lead a more normal life and began to talk about his plans for the future.

But cancer is a cunning and persistent adversary… (to be continued)

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