I remember hearing Dr. Woitzel say in Germany that all diseases are a disease of the mind. I'm not sure how much I buy that, but lately I've been working hard at the "mind" part of the mind-body connection by reading Abraham, Lipton, Tolle etc, and realizing that much of that involves tearing down walls and opening the door to others in my journey to healing.
Recently had a great convo with a friend of mine whom was genuinely interested in what actually goes down at my doctor’s office. I thought I’d share it with the blogosphere, because our tête-à-tête really threw a lot of conceptions I had about politically-correct barriers of dialogue into a world of uncertainty.
My friend is an incredibly bright student in interaction design, so has a natural affinity toward out-of-the-box thinking. Being fervent fans of mental masturbation, we always have a ton to talk about, but I’ve never felt completely comfortable talking about the more extremist side of medicine that I’ve dabbled in. But Abraham said in order to allow our full potential to take place, we need to allow others into our experience (or something like that. Nervous laughter.) so I didn’t pretend to not hear him this time when he asked “so … what is it EXACTLY that your doctor does.” It was really a possessive sort of derealization going on, watching and hearing myself describe how my doctor diagnoses and treats me and not fully ascribing to the words coming out of my mouth. I recall the furthest to the left I’ve gone with friends is biophotons, which if you think about it, is rather easy to describe with the scientific method, given even NASA conducted studies.
But even on this night, I littered the intro with justifications like “family and friends I brought to her are blown away” and “you gotta see it to believe it.” When he asked for more detail, I still didn’t feel comfortable relenting without looking up at my high brow for guidance and qualifying all the “pseudoscience” with scientific terminology. When I told him about electrodermal testing, I talked about Prof Fritz-Albert Popp and Dr. Voll. I encased my explanation in biophysics, quantum physics—vibrational frequency, organic uniqueness of frequency etc. We talked about muscle-testing in relation to the autonomic nervous system, acupuncture meridians in terms of endorphin gateways and electrical conductance. Every wacky yin was anchored in scientific yang.
Sometimes I feel so smug I tap my head and rub my belly (and then switch) to express my smugness, but this was not one of those times, because all of these explanations were still stutter-y white house correspondence to mask what happens behind closed doors.
I sensed a clear opportunity tonight to bridge the gap between science and the human experience. For some reason, I felt compelled to let one of my closest friends in on the crux of my healing that couldn’t begin to be encased with any of the foundations we’d learned K-12 to med school. Yes, the science can add oomph and credibility, but at the same time it’s almost a disservice to that which makes it all come together and enhances the sum of the science: the human element. My doctor doesn’t need a machine. She can swipe her palm across a row of 30 vials in a second and precisely find a match for any of those frequencies in my body. Then she can add the power of intention to her treatments when she runs a jaffor-mallor drill down my back and reads a script telling my body to desensitize/destroy/excrete the frequency of the vial.
Yes I told him this. And almost had to laugh because if he was going to, I wanted to get a head start. But I was saved by the quizzical look on his face. The wrinkles temporarily botoxed before he smiled. "If it's working for you, shit $120 for 15 minutes is cheap."
At the end of the day, we can’t have this conversation with anyone without a mutual leap of faith. No not in theism, spirituality, or quackery. But in open-mindedness. We’ve been taught that subjectivity is the alter-ego of double-blindedness, that it singlehandedly undermines experimental design, but every time my doctor treats me, it is the subjectivity of human intention, the power of thought converted into energy, that works and results in measurable results more powerful than photon treatments.
Whether or not it results in mutual agreement, I think it’s ultimately a good thing to invite our friends and family to the possibility of a whole new world. Just replace the chimp with a cheeky spirotchete. Invite yourself to quit being judgmental toward yourself, and you can invite others to withhold their judgment toward your experience. Who knows, you might at least end up convincing your friend that there’s more to the placebo effect than meets the eye when the patient can’t tolerate sugar pills. I know I did!