The Healing Code

I just read "The Healing Code" by Alexander Loyd. It was an interesting book that offered up some fairly extravagant claims on healing health, relationship and success issues in your life.

Alexander Loyd is a born again christian who received this revelation from God or so, he states. It is a six minute healing method done three times per day that restores health to whatever our life issue may be. The biggest claim is that it heals at the source of our pain which predictably lies in the core of our subconscious; the part of our mind which lies beneath our awareness.

This code doesn't involve any drugs, treatments or physical manipulations. It is simply a series of hand motions over specific upper body areas that supposedly creates a positive and healing outcome if applied properly. It almost seems too simple which is the crux of my uneasiness; I come from the school of thought that if something is too easy it must be bogus. Right? Well... not necessarily.

The book discusses in detail cellular memory and it's affect on our health. Stevan Thayer, founder of Integrated Energy Therapy defines cellular memory as; "Every cell in our body has the ability…to remember. Our Cellular Memory can store the memory of physical trauma like accidents, cuts, bruises, surgeries, or abuse; emotional trauma like heartache, fear, built and anger; and mental trauma that manifests in low self-esteem, unworthiness, worry, etc. When trauma is suppressed into the cellular memory, that energy can get stuck. The problem with suppressed cellular memory is not only does it limit our ability to live freely and joyfully in life but it can also support the body in developing physical illness." 

This definition is perhaps the best description of the cellular process and Mr. Loyd asserts that he was given the codes to heal the damaging memories that are harming our lives, even if we're not aware of them. I have a couple of problems with this method aside my issues about simplicity.

Cellular memory can't be measured like we measure brainwaves, heartbeats, etc. Without measurement we are left mostly with results and even these can't be quantified. If someone states the healing code didn't work for them, there could be many reasons why the codes didn't work. Did the subject do them properly and consistently? Did he/she resist mentally or emotionally?

 This type of healing method is just too subjective to prove. It is similar to trying to prove the existence of God. This leaves me wondering if Mr. Loyd is genuine or just trying to sell a book that he is assured will be gulped up by the masses of unhappy and ill folks that are desperate for healing?

The fact that his website offers more intensive and instructive help for a considerably high price (around $800.00) doesn't ease my uneasiness about Mr. Loyd's true intentions. I realize he'd have to charge something for this extra help, but 800 buckaroos seems very excessive for a man who claims this all came from God free of charge.

Shouldn't a godly man who possesses the key too restoring physical, emotional and spiritual health be keen to get this miracle to as many folks has possible? Wouldn't donations made by grateful recipients cover any and all costs? If this truly came from God; wouldn't God take care of business? Do you see my issue with this? Do you agree?

I would love to heal my life issues, especially those that are unconscious, with such ease. It truly would feel like a miracle. I am even willing to give it a whirl. If I don't meet with success (Mr. Loyd requests his readers to inform him of their experience) and I end up having to shell out 800 dollars because my issues "need special attention", then I will be convinced it is all just a seedy way to get rich quick and God has no part in it.

The only way to find out if this is a fraud is to go forth with it. I will let my readers know how it goes. In the meantime, let me know your thoughts, objections or impressions. I believe the world is full of God's miracles and He is ready to heal each and everyone of us. Is the "Healing Code" one of His methods? Did Mr. Loyd truly get inspired? I hope so...

A Brick Wall

I attended church today and the entire experience was extremely eye-opening and disturbing. It caused me to truly reflect on where I am at this time in my life and be absolutely honest about my behaviors and attitudes. I wasn't especially pleased with myself.

To provide some short back story I need to go back 3 years to when I initially hurt my back at work. I was able to work through the pain for almost a year, but finally in 2009, I had to go on disability. It was very difficult emotionally to accept the diagnosis that my back was badly injured and I may never be able to return to work.

As the pain worsened and my wait time for surgery seemed to take forever, my emotional and physical state deteriorated. I tried hard to maintain my faith and keep an upbeat attitude, but in truth I've been losing the battle. It would be safe to say I have felt defeated and depressed much of the time.

Although understandable and even, excusable, I have complained and whined repeatedly to God and my prayers have become very self-serving and self-centered. I knew that this was happening to me, but until I attended church this week, I justified my attitude and behavior as "only reasonable" given my circumstances. Then, God hit me with a brick wall.

I serve a kind and merciful God, so He has been whispering and showing me for quite awhile that my selfishness was hurting me more than my back condition. In His compassion, God wanted me to wake up and take control of my attitude, actions and ultimately my life. I resisted because I felt unfairly treated and my prayers were not being answered in the way I desired. How could God ask me to care about others when I was suffering so much? I conveniently ignored how Jesus suffered for me, because of me. Until church...

The first slam was when a woman with her family came for the service and gave witness and glory to God for allowing her more time to live. The miracle of a new drug that slowed the advancement of the lung cancer that was killing her. It was an answer to prayer for her and all she had asked was the opportunity to receive more time with her family. Up until this drug discovery, the spread of cancer had been rapid and vicious. She was so happy she almost glowed. I felt like the heel I deserved to feel. How could I be so ungrateful and bitter when except for an injured back, my life wasn't threatened or in any peril?

The second sting to my poor, self-serving ego was the sermon itself. It was about the first century Christians and how they prayed. They prayed with boldness and vision to help the world and asked God to continue leading them with increased boldness and sensitivity to the needs of others. Not much like my prayers which were primarily selfish, whining and totally one-sided.

Boldness! How could I boldly ask God to use me? He may ask me to think outside my little box and pray in larger terms than just my own needs. (Except, of course, the token family and friend prayers, so I could get back to my requests without guilt.) This sermon seemed harsh and hard-hitting. I felt the twinge of guilt surfacing and I couldn't find any excuse to justify myself; especially after that dear lady"s testimony.

Both incidences have filled me with such guilt and remorse for having wasted such valuable time attending a pity party for 2 years. How could I've ignored all the subtle messages God gave me? How could I be so blind? Well, it may have taken a brick wall, but I couldn't ignore the message any longer.

Although I do need some time to process all the rush of emotions I'm feeling, I did take the plunge and ask for God's forgiveness and His guidance in being a true, first century christian and practice what I preach. It will be a journey, but if I give myself whole-hearted to God, I may glow one day myself.

Amen to that!

Better than a Rest

If you've read my blog before you will notice that I have changed the overall look of it. Why? Well, I'd like to say I did it for ingeniously, inspired reasons, but in truth I was just bored with the old look and wanted something new.

I have had and probably always will have; a short attention span. Today,I believe, it's called Attention Deficit Disorder or ADD. I guess my way could be SAS or perhaps, ASS for Attention Sadly Sucks! Whatever... I wanted something fresh and new!

Part of the reason I wanted a new look is that I am going to attempt to take my blogging pastime to a new level. I would like to build up a regular audience and offer what I hope will be more attention-grabbing and appealing text.

This, of course, will demand a real commitment from me and with having SAS or ASS could be a real challenge! But, I am going to give it a honest-to-goodness, grassroots try. I know the secret to any success lies in the willingness to stay with it and give it your best. So...here goes nothing. I will give it my best and hope for the best.

So, if you happen to stumble upon this blog and it piques your curiosity please feel free to come back and see where this takes us. I believe that deep down at the very core of each of us is a wondering about the fundamental meaning of life. I don't promise any answers, but perhaps, I might be able to spark some discussion which, may lead myself or you to some alternative notions. Or maybe we'll just confuse ourselves more...who knows?

Here's hoping to hear from you soon!

Rolling with Change

Have you ever had a time when your life was undergoing a major change and you have NO idea on the outcome? If you're over the age of 20 you've had this happen on some level whether it's going off to college, moving away, starting a new job or getting married. Life is about change; nothing remains static, but does it ever get any EASIER?

Apparently not! Here I am in my mid-fifties and our life is about to take a major turn. It isn't necessary to go into the gory details because what concerns me isn't what the change is, but rather how my hubby and I are going to adapt to it.

Up until 2 years ago, I'd grown complacent about our life journey and it's outcome. I had a plan that would take me to retirement and then another plan that would carry us through retirement. It was nothing earth-shattering and I fully expected it would move along with few hitches on the way. Boy, was I wrong!

We've had our share of life's upsets and surprises. Each time we've been faithful and adapted to the changes, but this time I feel so much more vulnerable. Part of it is my physical condition. Having a disability and being in constant pain makes adapting very difficult. I haven't even adjusted to the idea that I may never be able to go back to my old job. More change just feels overwhelming and I have to admit to feeling a lack of faithfulness in the outcome.

But then my rational mind kicks in and I realize life offers no warranties at any time. Just because I had a plan doesn't mean it will see fruition. Change is necessary for growth and no doubt these changes we're undergoing are happening because we need growth. I need to do what I've always done in the past; trust that God is in the middle of these changes and He is enough.

It seems change is a constant and necessary part of life and depending how we roll with it makes it easier or harder. I may feel overwhelmed by all the changes we are undergoing, but I can choose to rest in the knowledge there is someone at the helm or I can try to take over. These are my choices. Resting seems the easier approach so, that's how I'll choose to roll.