Heal Your Cancers, Don't Treat Them

In the village of Wapya, Taunggyi, North Eastern Burma, they heal cancers, they don't treat them. For the native Pao who live here, any sore, cut or wound is a cancer. And because they heal them successfully, cancers are taken as a routine part of life. Wouldn't you like to rid your mother of her breast cancer? And that too without the debilitating chemo- and radiation- therapies? Better still, healing cancer without invasive surgery? Don't we all wish we could heal our cancers as easily as the Pao of Wapya?

Well, I was born in Wapya and, as a teenager, have witnessed first hand, the healing of countless cases of cancer: carcinomas, sarcomas, mylomas, you name it! And the doctor doing the healing? An unlettered rustic cultivator, the slash-and-burn type of farmer, the say saya, my grand father.

The agent used in healing the cancers was a simple leaf found growing naturally in the surrounding woods. And the discovery of this miracle leaf came out of a potentially fatal encounter in the woods. It happened one day when as a ten year old, I was accompanying my grand father through the woods. Grand father, a vigorous 86 year old at the time, was rather fond of pork; fatty pork, at that. We were on our way home from the weekly zay (market) and had to cross the dense forest. Without warning, a pack of wild dogs were upon us. Without thinking I clambered up the nearest tree. Grand father followed me up. The half a visa (1 visa equals roughly 3.6 lbs.) of pork he was carrying, was in 5 or 6 large pieces, strung together in a bamboo cord. In panic, he flung them away and they landed on top of some bushes.

The dogs barked and bayed, willing us to climb down. We didn't oblige. Ultimately the dogs loped off into the woods and we climbed down, and started looking for the meat. And this is where the healing originated. We found the meat alright, but minus the cord. Nevertheless, it was all together, in one place and, in one piece as if joined together with super glue. Seeing this, grand father remarked that the meat was healed. It was the first time I had heard the word heal used for dead meat. If it heals dead meat, it will heal anything, including cancers, is what he must have thought. As was his wont, the grand old man gathered a bunch of the healing leaves and we were on our way.

The test came the very next day. Our neighbor, a 60 year old farmer, had been gored in the belly three months back. Without proper medical treatment, (doctors and para-medics were unknown, then) the wound had turned gangrenous. Grand father dressed his wound with the paste of the healing leaves, mixed with turmeric, and wound him up with strips of cloth. Lo and behold! The man was working in his fields in three days flat.

How did these primitives heal cancer? And all the other so-called incurables? They believed in the power of a still mind, a mind freed of its burden of no mind. They call it vipassana. The say saya knows when the the mind is still. That is when he whispers to the affected organ to heal itself. And it does.

In this society, pomegranate plays a key role in healing cancers. The umbilical cord of every new born is buried in the roots of a pomegranate sapling. Thereafter the sapling is named after the new born. Thus, there are as many pomegranate plants as the number of persons in the family. As the child grows so does the plant. To encourage bonding, the child is encouraged to urinate into the roots of his plant. In later life, this plant and its fruit will be used for all medical emergencies of the person the plant belongs to. Blood cancer is chiefly healed using the juice of the pomegranate fruit from the victim's plant.

This mindset, and the belief that the Universe is part of them, that they are an inseparable part of the Universe, is what cures them of their cancers.

We are all eager to heal our Cancers. The solution is out there: the pig's intestine leaves, the pomegranate bonding and the still mind. But are we ready? That's the Question!

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