Do you trust our medical system?

For the past 30 years, I’ve developed a healthy distrust of our medical system, and ALL the government regulatory agencies connected to it.

I believe, my distrust of that system has supported my life and my health on many levels. Here’s how…

It began with my mother’s diagnosis of breast cancer for the second time in the 1990’s. She was originally diagnosed in the 1980’s and was treated with a radical mastectomy, radiation, and chemotherapy.

Eleven years later, the cancer came back with a vengeance and spread everywhere in her body – even though she no longer had the offending breast.

That’s when I started questioning the medical system and the treatments recommended for this disease.

Cancer opened my eyes, as I became acutely aware of the poisoning of humanity with dangerous treatments approved by the FDA. If you want more insight, read World Without Cancer by G. Edward Griffin.

Five years after my mother died, I had my own up close and personal experience with the medical establishment.

Thankfully, I was already aware of the influence Big Pharma has on doctors at the onset of their training in medical school, and could clearly see that destroying my thyroid gland with radioactive iodine and taking medication was NOT a true healing path.

The doctor’s recommended treatments would have destroyed a piece of my body and kept me chained to Big Pharma for the rest of my life.

Instead, I altered my diet, lifestyle, and consciousness for my personal health transformation. And, after naturally healing my condition in 1998, I completely removed myself from our modern medical disease-care system.

From the outside, I see that system and all of its branches have been corrupted by financial gain at the cost of destroying human health and vitality.

You may think that’s an extreme position, but I don’t think so.

I believe I made a wise choice to keep my mind and body clear from the fear mongering system that drives people to do things that are not in their best interest.

The icing on the cake, and a great reminder for me to remain outside of that system, happened at the onset of the Covid-19 experience.

Both my husband and I were “infected” (affected) during the first wave in NYC, back in March 2020. We stayed home, nourished ourselves with home remedies, rested, and made it through.

At that time, my husband, was working at a Butcher Shop in NYC, and needed to get tested for Covid before he could return to work.

I supported him and scheduled a test, too. Mostly, out of curiosity and it couldn’t hurt, right?

It was only a test… or so I thought.

Here’s where it gets interesting.

We pulled up to the testing site in the Bronx and saw military trucks surrounding the area.

That was weird.

You weren’t allowed out of your car. You had to remain inside with the windows rolled up, and you and your car were corralled through a series of traffic cones and checkpoints that were manned by soldiers in military fatigues.

There was signage ALL over the place stating that you could NOT take pictures or video with your phone or it would be confiscated and destroyed.

I thought that was weird, too.

So, I did what any critically-thinking human being would do, I snapped a picture at the first checkpoint to document this experience, regardless of the threat. See below:

We passed through three of these checkpoints, and at each one they re-checked our ID’s before letting us through.

At each stop, I said to my husband, “Something doesn’t seem right here.”

By the third and final checkpoint, after having our driver’s licenses checked once again, and before pulling up to the hazmat-suit covered nurse, I told my husband, “This isn’t normal. Something is wrong with this whole process, and I don’t feel comfortable.”

Anxiety can pop up when something doesn’t feel right in my heart, and I’ve wisely learned to trust that feeling rather than suppress it.

Plus, my intuition (ability to see and hear truth) was on high alert, and I did NOT trust what was happening here.

Unfortunately, there was NO way to back up and get the heck out of there!

So, we rolled up to the military nurse. She instructed me to lower the window six inches.

Before I let her stick that swab up my nose, I asked human to human, “Is there anything on that swab that’s going to go up my nose and into my brain, or into my body?”

She flatly and very curtly said, “NO! Lean your head back now!”

Being surrounded by machine-gun-toting military personnel, I complied and tilted my head back. She forcefully jabbed that swab up to the top of my nasal cavity.

Yeeouch! It stung and burned!

Since when does a cotton swab sting and burn tissue?

I immediately grabbed a napkin out of the glove box and blew and blew and blew, until I felt that my nasal cavity was clear from whatever chemical may, or may not, have been on that testing swab.

Driving away, I felt violated and had many questions.

  • Why was getting tested for a flu-like virus a military operation?
  • Why weren’t we allowed to document any of this?
  • Why were we corralled like cattle and checked at three different checkpoints?
  • Why was that nurse so mean? Where was her bedside manner?
  • Why did the swab burn the inside of my nose?

NONE of it made any sense. And, I questioned it.

My healthy distrust of the medical system, and the government regulatory agencies, was even more firmly solidified after that experience.

And now, I also question the military that is supposed to be protecting us from harm.

I believe all of those agencies have been compromised in some way.

It’s clear to me, especially after the rollout of the shots for the virus, that they are experimenting on humans.

For what purpose, I don’t know.

What I do know is that I’m no-one’s lab rat, so they cannot experiment on me.

Not only that, but I think they should stop experimenting on rats and other living creatures. It’s cruel and inhumane, and lacks heart.

Do I use the modern medical system? Absolutely! If I get into an accident, you’ll find me at the hospital NOT at the health food store.

But beyond that…

I’ll continue my path, learning and growing, and teaching wellness practitioners how to support the body using ancient healing techniques and natural therapies like food and herbs as medicine, that came BEFORE the systems got compromised by money, greed, fear, control, and other forces.

Call me what you will: conspiracy theorist, quack, crazy. Heck, I’ve even been called a charlatan and a death merchant.

I’ll keep trusting my heart and mind to receive universal guidance and share that with my fellow humans.

If you are a health coach or wellness practitioner, and are questioning the system, open your heart and mind to ancient practices for your own health and the health of your clients.

Start with my Organ and Meridian Assessment for Prevention and Healing to Transform your practice.

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And, remember to develop a healthy distrust when things don’t feel right to you.