This is my official one month report. I have finished one cycle of the Incurables Protocol!! Here’s my timeline, the emotionality and thoughts about where I am now, to be followed by what symptoms are gone and what I’ve learned about the specifics of the protocol. I've included a before and after photo. Please note - there's no make-up or special sad or purposeful happy faces in either one. What you're looking for here is energy, the energy of the spirit before and after.
11/2/09 Stopped coffee, started IP at ½ mast - meaning my box hadn’t gotten here yet of half of the herbs but I already had the first half, was following strict juicing, daily coffee enemas, walks, eft and castor oil packs. I’d already been doing daily castor oil packs and coffee enemas (back to back ce’s) probably since the beginning of October.
11/6/09 Formal start date of Incurables Protocol.
12/6/09
My one month IP report. I’m taking a quick break and going back in for the 2nd cycle of IP. I haven’t remembered to do everything everyday – I’ve been a pretty good space cadet – but all in all, I think each stretch has been thoughtful, intentional, busy and very healing. I hardly talked on the phone. I bought an emf-free headset for my phone to talk to Uny and to my man – and that was it. I’ve been pretty emf-free in comparison to before the IP.
As of about a week into the IP I didn’t have any more ‘oh I don’t feel so good, God I wish I felt good’. I didn’t feel super awesome throughout the whole first month but on the whole-I’m saying I didn’t have the sensations anymore that came along multiple times a day before that where I felt scared for my health and feeling the oopsy moments where I strive to keep in my skin and this dimension. I did not feel like that after a week in. Sure, I was tired and delicate and sometimes sad and sometimes dealing with anger, resentment – all sorts of awesome emotional stuff (lol) but as far as feeling scared for my life, like I have for many years now, I did not have that sensation anymore. The sensation I’m describing is one like you’re dying or you’re not sure how much time you have left. I’ve felt like that for about a year now. That dissipated rather quickly. That alone was worth the price of admission. In it’s place, with the path laid out of how to get there, I felt steadfast, not hopeful, but steadfast and assured that this IS the course and the destination IS whole, healthy and joyous.
My kidney-adrenal system is so much better- calmer in some respects and more robust in others. What I want to impart is that on a deeper level – I feel – lighter. It’s like a diagram of the Earth’s contents. I feel like my ‘core’ was so heavy (very much like lava) that my mantle and crust were sloshing around every day without the inspiration and light-heartedness that makes you want to create, dream or ascend to new heights. All day long was simply spent making the day mildly productive. Make sure I got some laundry done, make sure the man has underwear in the drawer – and that was about all the energy I had. There is this sense now that my ‘core’ is tremendously lighter and I can hardly feel a mantle at all. I feel like I’m flyin’ by the seat of my pants. Angelic, cosmic, calm, insightful and with all possibilities in front of me. It’s like when you were 10 and you knew you could do and be anything you wanted – and that that was very real…before people told you it was harder than that. It isn’t really. I feel like God gave me a menu a few days ago and said, ‘anything you want. Everything on this menu is healthful, unconditionally, lovingly delivered and anything you want I have already written for you and the only deal – is you have to leave your fear behind in payment. You can have all you want off this list but you must leave your fear behind.’ For the first time since I was 10 – the menu is real again. It doesn’t seem like a ruse, a trick or a mirage. It’s real. I remember and know now what was creating that screen-door effect between me and what I really want. I see the screen door being pulled aside and the outside – the world I want and deserve - is becoming mine again. It is reality. It does not exist in an endless pile of plastic supplement bottles. It does not exist at the end of that next complete bloodwork write-up. It does not exist within that next Naturopath who’ll ‘just totally get me’. It exists on the same menu that was given to me at 10. It’s made up of all the same elements, all the same superfoods, all the same love and none of the deterring products or mind sets that stood to stray me from my birth rite. We live in the matrix. The kingdom of heaven is – here. Sound hokey? Pull your head back from the cynicism you call ‘safe and comforting’ and remember when you jumped and lept from the ground and didn’t seem to stop. I truly believe that Christ did walk on water and I don’t know that Christ was particularly different from the rest of us. I have felt – unstoppable. I will keep going on this train and the track is truly endless. What is at the end? Is there an end? Could each of us walk on water? It’s our matrix. The menu is ours. I now believe, again, as I always knew was TRUE – that I can do anything.
I have a quote for a few years now on my vision board above my desk. It is a bookmark that was my Mother-in-Law’s. She passed away at 51 after a mishap in a gallstone surgery. She sought and sought the answer to help quell her auto-immune issues and in the end – the man and I know, full well, that I am writing this wheel for both of us. When I put her dog-eared bookmark on my vision board, it had a bittersweetness to it. She didn’t make the wheel that I will. She cheers me on, as does my mother. I do this for myself, I do this for them but now – that quote has a much more vast meaning for me.
‘There is nothing on earth or in heaven which is not within the reach of man.
When God is within reach, what can be beyond it?’
-Hazrat Inayat Khan (founder of the Sufi order)
I’m not overshooting this. We’ve all heard or read Uny say – or listened to Christopher or Schulze talk about the woman that regrew vertebrae. We CANNOT separate the physical from the spiritual and emotional. If one can regrow vertebrae – think hard on what is regrown and birthed first, at the ‘core’ of your planetary body, then your ‘mantle’ before it gets to your ‘crust’? Before a vertebrae can be regrown – the mineral and body balance being restored is, in turn, repairing pathways and meridians that helped you remember how to jump, fly – or at it’s most glorious extent – walk on water. We are a perfect painting of all that is probable in this world if we pull back from fear.
This is what the last 30 days has reminded me – I am, as we all are, designed and meant to be – unstoppable in healing and love. When limitless healing and love are within reach – what can be beyond it? I’m gonna keep finding out, I’ll tell ya that much.
I can tell you that I feel better but not just ‘better’. I’ll list in another post below the symptoms that have sweetly fallen off the list but the most important thing I can tell you is that I remember ME. I am ME, again, still, forever. Forever – there is no losing myself, there is no grasping at the railing on the stairs and weeping, wondering if I’ll live to be 40. I am a child of creation and once more – I am a child of regeneration, joy and limitless love. I feel – LIMITLESS. I am lighter. I bound up and down stairs. I giggle, really giggle. I feel my whole body. It feels connected, I feel c.o.n.n.e.c.t.e.d.
There’s Bowel Cleansing and then…There’s REALLY Bowel Cleansing.
Like a good monkey, I bowel cleansed twice before any parasite cleansing last year and did so, six months later before going in for another round. Now, I did Nature’s Sunshine, supposedly the cleanest and one of the most robust on the market. I’ve also done Arise & Shine, Dr. Richard Anderson’s cleanse (student of Jensen) for three months many years ago. I’ve only seen small bits of plaque. I started taking IF1 & IF2 in late April and continued on until I started the IP. I only pulsed off a few times but therapeutic doses, I’d say, I’ve done perhaps 4 months of solid, therapeutic doses of IF1 & IF2. However, I was ingesting some mucous-forming foods during that time. Not immense amounts, but they were still present. All told, including the summer and this IP, (I’m 5’3” and rather small), I have emitted, easily, over 20 feet of plaque. I have also emitted at LEAST a dozen diverticulum pockets. How do you know they’re diverticulum? Well, they’re very hard to break open and when you get them open – you realize what they are. Your instincts, the smell, every bit of your being knows what it is.
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Surface/Visible Regeneration
ZAPPER WOUND
I burned my leg badly with a zapper tube last year, June 10, 2008. I got tired of holding them and wanted to fall asleep. I wet the paper towels and stuck them into my socks. I woke with the stinging sensation of my skin being frozen to the copper paddles. The paper towels had gone dry and my skin had fused with the paddles. The right one, when I peeled it away from my ankle, revealed a 1” diameter hole in my skin, through the fascia. It was very deep. The man surmised it was about 3 pennies deep. It took a very long time to heal and it was very disturbing – looked like WC Fields had stuck his cigar to my ankle and pressed hard. If you care to see (this photo is perhaps a few weeks in) the image is here (warning: it's icky): http://curezone.com/ig/i.asp?i=34659
It’s still there and only a few months ago became pretty flush with the rest of my leg. The first week of the IP, one and a half years after the zapper incident, I took a photo of it. It was still quite magenta. I’ve rubbed castor oil and iodine on it forever but you can still see the circular pattern of skin regeneration. As of 4 weeks ago, it was still ¾” in diameter. Today, 4 weeks later, it is exactly ½” in diameter and is just about skin colored. New skin has grown over it, it's completely flush and drastically lighter.
Beginning of IP:
End of 1st month of IP:
FILET OF THANKSGIVING CUT
The night before Thanksgiving and I was up late. My man had finally turned his current program in for review and had a few hours. This is an event, in and of itself, that he’s free right now and so I took the cuddle hours- knowing he’d pass out soon from exhaustion and I just had to run downstairs and prepare the dressing to go in the turkey in the morning. The hand-off would occur whilst I got to sleep in so ALL I had to do was prepare the dressing and leave it in the fridge. Sounds simple, right? Well, a bouncing piece of bread, a freshly sharpened quality knife and my pulling my finger back from the rebound a second too late and I cut my left index finger pretty good. The cut was pretty exact to ½” long, curved at the top, I’d come very close to filleting an almond shape sliver off my finger. It was a good 1/8th inch deep and I kid not. I calmly put the knife down, went and got my cayenne tincture and held my bleeding finger over the sink. I squirted cayenne on it and it stopped bleeding almost immediately. The cut stung but the cayenne did not – at all. I was surprised. I then grabbed the powdered cayenne, packed the cut with that and wrapped a paper towel around it. The top was open though. I held that tightly whilst I attempted to finish cutting, one handed (thank God I’m right-handed) the rest of the bread. I did a pretty damned good job. Rinsing the celery off before cutting it, a bit of water hit inside the open part of the paper towel and splashed some powdered cayenne in my eye. The universe has an unbelievable sense of humor. Yes, I pondered if God was telling me to go to bed – but I only had a half hour’s work left and the stinkin’ dressing needed to be done. I properly band-aided it that time, finished prepping and attempted to go to sleep. No matter how much passionflower tincture one takes, you can’t go to sleep with cayenne pulsing your blood supply into one part of your body. It was absolute torture! I unwrapped it for a bit, rinsed the cayenne off and went right to sleep. The next day, I packed it in cayenne as soon as I got up (thanksgiving day). In the evening, I took the band-aid off and although the skin was filleted and pulling back from the finger it looked drastically better. I rinsed it, poured Hydrogen Peroxide over it and...no bubbles. I poured it again...no stinking bubbles. No need for bubbles. Ha! That night, I snipped off an inch stretch of aloe plant, opened the leaf, laid it against the finger and taped it around it. It’s like the plant is ergonomically designed to meld to round body parts. The next day – it was even better. Cayenne throughout the day, aloe at night is what I’ve learned. At the 7th day, one week from that 1/8” deep cut – it was flush and had scar tissue below it. Today, 10 days after the fact – there is nothing there. Only a faint line.
Now that’s a huge difference in healing capability between a year and a half wound-healing time and 10 days for a quality cut. Ha!
PARASITES AND WHAT I’VE SEEN SO FAR
The following photo are the better examples of what I remembered to grab. Often, I don’t have my camera & tripod ready when I run potty (I know, shocking as that may be – but bare with me).
GALLSTONES I’m fascinated that the gallstone, 2 weeks after capture, dried itself out into almost nothing but when I moved it tonight to photograph it, it broke apart, revealing a gritty almost seedy inside. When I put an Agfa Loop over it, it looks like old tempura batter. So far, during all the IP’s glory, I’ve seen perhaps 20 gallstones. I did do a Schulze flush just before the IP, though, and that yielded about 50, I’d say.
BIGGER GUYS This is the photo of my backside and the wormie that surfaced under my skin last year while parasite cleansing:
During the first liver week & coffee enemas while on the IP, I saw what makes sense to be the newer but shriveled versions of these buggers. This was an example of when I shoulda grabbed my camera & head into the loo – but alas, the version I got was this guy below. Now, what I’ve learned is that with all the plaque coming out, you kinda have to jostle the stuff to see what’s stuck and what comes lose. These buggers, many in numbers, were totally rigor mortised. I mean, when they were scooped up the side of the potty, part of them stuck straight out, 3D, into the air. This is one of them. Trying to get him (or her, as ladies can be parasites, too, lol) to lay down for the portrait – the mini lochness broke. What I discern here is that the newer ones I saw a few weeks back, grey, shriveled and limp, were newer ones. Same shape, same size, but this guy is caked in plaque and rigor mortised. Whattya wanna bet these are some of the ones from last year that have been part of the sedimentary science project going on inside the deeper plaque from last year? My bet’s on that. I’ve seen, all in all on this IP, a total of 30 of these guys, buried in stuffs and those that were limp and grey. If I stretched it out, it’s about 4” long.
SEE THROUGH, RICE PAPER STUFFS
These stretches are fascinating. 2 different liver weeks, liver flushes, coffee enemas and I promise, I’d not ingested anything that looked like this whatsoever. What is fascinating is that even to the naked eye, without an Agfa loop, you can see the veins in each stretch. I can’t discern if they’re each onto themselves or a part of a bigger whole I’ve yet to see. I believe them to be a form of tape - I know that most tapeworm are about an inch in length, clear and flat. Either way – they are organic, meaning they have a circulatory system and they are, indeed, eating my nutrients. Some stretches are wider, some narrower but all have the same vein system. Makes me think they’re different generations, really.
FLUKES
Run of the mill, so they may seem, I’ve emitted many over Hulda flushes and many over the Schulze flush I did pre-IP. These are the flukes that come out bright orange, meaning, they’re eating your B & Iron – 2 things of which I am deficient in. (buggers!!) I’d never let one dry out, though. Under a small bit of magnification, I can clearly see a spine, vertebrae and a vein system. All in a ½” bugger that eats my blood-building nutrients. Wow.
CANDIDA, MUCOUS & FLOTSAM
I’ve seen LOTS of candida, LOTS of mucous, perhaps 20’ total of plaque over the last many months of bowel cleansing to prepare for this. I think I bowel cleansed so much over the summer that I’m seeing a different benefit than I might have otherwise. I’ve seen mycelial candida, wrapped and hanging tendril strings like something out of The Matrix. Nothing like other candida I’ve seen in years of taking any candida products, coffee enema’ing, nothin’. After the 1st liver flush, I felt there was a huge blockage I wasn’t getting out. No joke, the next day I went potty and 2 huge balls came out. They were mucousy, looked like someone had taken slippery elm & cream of wheat porridge, balled them up and let them sit for a while in water. The inside was dense and the outside had a halo or corona of filaments/strings everywhere. I’m not exaggerating; they were 3” across each. They described just like what Schulze had said tumors look like when you pass them. A few days later, the excruciating pain I’d had in my lower left tummy began to subside. The hardened area in my lower left belly is now soft. :)
PHYSICAL SYMPTOMS
So many, I may have to keep coming back to this as I notice them being gone but a few come to mind that are specific and not just all-over-body-betterment. My toes aren’t numb and tingling anymore. In fact, I can feel my body all the way down to my feet, to infinity and beyond! (Buzz Lightyear’s voice included for your pleasure!) In fact, I had to quit track when I was 13 because I was too sick a kid. I had problems with my ankles from ballet and they kept popping and I’d fall on my face and eat dirt at the most inopportune times. Between eating dirt and being shaky and jittery from all the asthma meds it took to keep me running, the coach suggested I stop. It was such a bummer. I liked feeling like I could fly and I was fast – until I fell, that is. So, the other night, on my winter walk, I was listening to my playlist for winter breathing. All songs that make me feel powerful, remind me of where I’ve been and where I can go. A kind man in his car had pulled out far in his driveway but waiting for traffic and seeing me walk toward him, he pulled further back up into his driveway to let me walk passed. We all know that we quicken our pace in gratitude when we get out of the car’s way. I jogged a little through his driveway and right then the song that turned on on my playlist, truly MY song, started – and I just…kept running. For the first time since I was 13 years old, I just kept running. I ran, perhaps, an 1/8th of a mile – which is absolutely huge for me!!! I did not eat pavement, I was so proud of myself, breathing the winter wind and I swear I could almost hear, ‘run Forrest, run!’ lolol – I rounded the corner, slowed down and briskly walked the last 4 blocks back to the house. As I got in the door, I was sustainably wheezing – meaning – it wasn’t going to turn into a full-blown asthma attack. I calmly got the Lobelia, did 10 drops, waited 5 minutes, did 10 drops more and NO WHEEZING, NO HINT OF ASTHMA WHATSOEVER. Then…in proper IP form – I cried. I cried for all it was worth. The man was so proud. He smiled at me from across the room as tears streamed down my face and I whispered, ‘I’m so proud of myself’. He said quietly, ‘I’ve never seen you run. Honey, you’re so much better, you flatter me, I am so proud of you.’ It was a very emotional moment for us both.
I am truly thrilled. I'm sure more will come to me over the next few days and I'll update. I still have more photos to add as well. For now, I'm taking a quick break, eating phenomenal pesto with rosemary crackers and getting my house organized for the next round of my IP. This round will have to incorporate making Christmas gifts, so the project area is being prepared now, before I begin again. Healing, limitless energy and all my love to you all!
The VitaMix doesn't scare me anymore and I can turn it on high without holding my space strongly so my adrenals don't totally freak out.
I don't cry when I chop onions anymore (which is more drastic than you can imagine).
I don't twitch anymore. Know how people say, 'whoa did someone just walk over your grave?' - yeah - that twitching. I don't do that no mo.
My head doesn't pound when I bend over for more than 30 seconds.
I can turn my head without feeling an immense pressure in my cranium.
I'm not having the squeezing/head's gonna pop off sensation at night anymore.
My breathing isn't totally on point yet but I'm not afraid to lay down because my breathing is so shallow.
The man held me down and tickled me last night and although I curled my head over in a fit to try and bite him (as usual) – I felt light, child like and that it was already ok. No need to fear I’d have a horrible asthma attack later. No deep fear of waiting for it to be over. No deep, internal cramping from flexing my body to get away from the tickling - just being present with no protective flexing mechanism. I did wheeze – but Lobelia took it right away. I’ll bet after another cycle of IP that doesn’t even exist.
I ovulated, topographically, with quality and fervor for the first time since I was a teenager. I also bled, on time, after ovulating.
No balance or dizziness when rounding stairs or going from floor to floor.
Not allergic or asthmatic with juniper berries anymore. This used to be a HUGE issue.
UTI and panic symptoms when on the 'Bad Calcium Flush': with oxalic crystals breaking lose started to feel nervous (that when they do let mercury and lead into the blood) took IF2 with extra charcoal, calmed right down. It was like I'd taken a whole xanax for a panic attack and was just fine in 10 minutes.
The mold count went back up on and off for the last few weeks with wacky weather. I only had 2 sneezing fits twice (record breaking, really) in two weeks and those attacks - were perhaps a half dozen sneezes - ABSOLUTELY ASTOUNDING. The chronic sneezing, especially during ragweed/mold season this year could produce, in a single regular-sized session, 20 sneezes. Try getting anything done when that session can happen a dozen times in a day. Goodbye adrenal calm! In the 7th grade, I sneezed throughout the entire pledge of allegiance. The teacher took me aside and asked me if I felt like that might ever happen again, that I should set the pledge out. You can't make this stuff up people.
Wow! I dont even have words! Nothing I say will even be good enough!! You are amazing! Congratulations! Thank you! We love you! Keep up the good work!!!!!
'Wings, you know I agree, it IS a miracle that the Creator made our bodies so they could heal themselves...but that's a gift that was given to EVERYONE (both sick & well).
Miss H (imo) deserves the glory for doing the work, sticking to the protocol and bringing her body closer to it's God-given homeostastic state. The healing schematics in her body wouldn't be rewarding her with all her wonderful progress, if SHE hadn't done all the work and made the MAJOR IP effort (of which you know, SO well :)
Speaking of which, how is YOUR healing coming along?
Blessings aplenty (I'm off to get some SLEEP...I've been up all night).
Listen to her, and look at her. Miss H is RADIATING the Glory of God in the after pic. She's talking about the matrix and walking on water. She can do ANYTHING now- and WILL. She's been given the Menu. The Menu, for cryin' out loud (hah- new catch phrase for the forum. Did we know there was a Menu?)I know EXACTLY what she's talking about. Miss H is c.o.n.n.e.c.t.e.d. I know what that feels like.
This is the way we're supposed to be, we humans. Like you could kick the ceiling. Like you could co-create a universe. Like you're limitless. For Miss H, like she's going to live, after all. The monkey's off her back.
She's not done. This is only round 1.
Her moment was when she ran. My moment the last time I did the IP was lifting that 25 pound trash bag almost effortlessly. There will be a time, if anyone chooses to do the IP, when you KNOW you're healing.
My healing? I'll just say I am very, very much looking forward to the coming year.
To Miss H directly: What you just did was raise the bar. I was too chicken to post pictures. Now I see the benefit. Outstanding job, Sister Bear. You are an inspiration.
I agree with Eme, nothing I can say will do justice here-
You blew me away with your testimony, seriously girl, I'm so freaking proud of you!!! Oh my goodness, could I relate! And oh my goodness, thank you for providing so much detail for us all- it IS a physical/mental/spiritual journey- this healing. You give me incredible inspiration:)
We can't be far apart in age either...this is what keeps me going to get everything together to do this- knowing that there are others out there, like me, going through the same struggles, and winning. You are so winning!!!!
I am completely speechless! Well, not quite but close lol. You had me in tears girl, all through your posts.
Talk about blazing a trail, WOW is all I gotta say!
You have proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that we are more than just physical beings, and to heal completely we need to address the trinity. I love the following:
"I am, as we all are, designed and meant to be - unstoppable in healing and love. When limitless healing and love are within reach - what can be beyond it?"
"I am a child of creation and once more - I am a child of regeneration, joy and limitless love."
A picture is worth a thousand words and your after picture shows your spirit shining through LOUD and CLEAR for all to see. I'm so glad you thought to take before and after shots. Can't wait to see what happens on the next round girl!
When I was reading all that you've improved on health wise it made me wonder what's gonna pop up in a few days that you didn't really recognize as being gone. You know when you've gotten so used to feeling a certain way for so long it seems normal, I'll bet you're gonna have a lot of that kinda thing.
You are the WARRIOR QUEEN Miss H, you have LIMITLESS POWER to be completely HEALED. The thing that is so GREAT is that we all have that limitless power to heal ourselves but in order to DO it we've gotta get off our lazy, complaining, excuse giving butts and just DO it. Now we've got a role model in you Miss H and I thank you for that.
Have you read "Illusions?" I think it would resonate with you... Also, if you are in to it stop by the vibeNhance forum and check out what kinds of discussions are going on... Does "infinite potential" resonate with you?
>>"Forever – there is no losing myself, there is no grasping at the railing on the stairs and weeping, wondering if I’ll live to be 40."<<
Are you ready to live to 1,000?
I am :-)
Congratulations on your great success... we need more self "disciplined" and personally responsible people like you on these, and other natural health boards.
Heck, we need MANY more people like this on the planet... is it contagious? I hope so.
If you inspire just one other with your post(s) to take responsibility for their own health and well being, celebrate...
Hi, this is my first post. I have read the forums here for years. My new found friend Miss Helfinger suggested I get active here! I have done liver flush for several years periodically. Before doing one tonight, I first have fasted and have been taking oxypowder capsules instead of epsoms. I did a castor oil hot pack for an hour and then an one hour colonic. I will try to put the pics of what I discovered at the end of the cleanse. This is before taking any olive oil. I have never seen anything like this before. But I don't know how to upload the pics, looks like parasites.........!!!!!!!!!!!! H E L P....
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