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Choua, Lupus, and Multiple Sclerosis

Majid Ali, M.D.

( A story from “From Healing Voices From the Wild” )

Tammy, a woman in her late forties, consulted me for multiple sclerosis. For several months, she had experienced abnormal sensations in her limbs with “pins and needles” and weakness of muscles. She became very frightened when she started losing her balance and had difficulty walking. MRI scans ordered by one neurologist showed demyelination (loss of insulation sheaths of nerve fibers) in her brain and spinal cord. A second MRI scan ordered by a different neurologist confirmed the diagnosis of multiple sclerosis.

“Is is not that,” Choua spoke in his usual abrupt voice. He had entered the room unnoticed as he often does.

“Choua, keep quiet,” I replied.

“It is not that,” he repeated.

‘It’s not what?” I asked with irritation, then regretted immediately asking the question.

“It is not multiple sclerosis,” he replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Oh, shush, Choua. Cut it out. Don’t you see I am with a patient,” I rebuked him.

Choua has attention deficit disorder and is very impulsive. He also thinks for himself, which I find interesting, sometimes even charming. I have strictly, sometimes angrily, forbidden him from speaking to me when I am talking to a patient. But he cannot help himself and regularly ignores my edicts as well as pleas.


I returned to Tammy’s chart, pretending to look for more information, still annoyed that Choua’s violated my rule.

“I know it’s not that,” Tammy spoke after I finished reading her file and looked up.

“It’s not what?” I asked, without really needing any clarification of her words.

“It’s not multiple sclerosis,” she said firmly.

“How do you know?”

“She just knows,” Choua’s voice came from under the desk.

“Please go away, Choua,” I said under my breath, struggling to maintain the pretense of a a clinical conversation with Tammy and hoping she would not read frustration on my face.

“How do you…how do you know? How do you know it is not MS?”I asked fumbling.

“I just know,” Tammy replied calmly.

“How?” I persisted.

“Because that’s what happened the last time,” she replied emphatically.

“What happened last time?”

“They said it was lupus and they gave me cortisone. I threw the cortisone out after a few weeks.”

“Then what?”

“Then I took a lot of vitamins and my lupus went away.”

“How was lupus diagnosed,” I asked, feigning ignorance.

“They did all the tests. ANA, LE prep and a test for proteins in the urine. You know, everything the rheumatologists do.”


We looked at each other for some moments. I dreaded Choua’s voice returning. It would have been inappropriate for me to lean over and look under the desk for him.

“Curing lupus with vitamin pills, eh.” Choua taunted, peeping from behind the waste basket under the desk and shaking his whiskers.

“I do. I do, Yes, I do believe in vitamins, but for God’s sake, leave me alone, you little beast,” I replied, exasperated. “Please , please, Choua…… “

“You didn’t believe this stuff,” he cut me off. “Then you were a pathologist and pathologists believe in observable stuff.”’

“I’m warning you, Choua, I will…..”

“Then you became an integrative quack. You got used to such stories. The first few times had been different. It had been hard to believe patients who told you such stories. It literally meant throwing out all your medical texts. Patients with serious autoimmune disorders, such as lupus, multiple sclerosis, and rheumatoid arthritis are not supposed to get better by simply taking vitamin pills, at least not according to your medical texts. The hard-nosed pathologist in you had great difficulty believing what medical texts said couldn’t be believed. Then things changed for you.”

“Stop it!” I nearly screamed.

“Then your patients forced you to think differently.” Choua was indifferent to my anger. “With the passing years, you saw many patients who were told they had lupus with positive lupus tests who went on to recover completely and live healthy lives.”

“Yes, yes,” words escaped my lips.

“You also saw patients with arthritis and positive rheumatoid tests who recovered. Then you realized that the tests merely indicate stress on our immune defenses. The injured and confused immune system begins to make destructive antibodies. Positive lupus and rheumatoid tests were merely that. Nothing more. How many times does one have to be hit on his head?”

“Tell me something about the stress in your life.” I asked Tammy with a calm I didn’t know I had.

“You know how it is. Everyone suffers stress in life,” she replied.

“That’s true. Still, tell me. Is he very supportive?” I asked her, gesturing to her husband who sat silently listening to us.

“Yeah, he is supportive,” she replied after a slight, initial hesitation.

“You physicians do learn with time,” Choua spoke before I could. “Minor delays in answers often tell you more than many carefully crafted answers from your patients.”


I looked at her husband, forced a limp smile, and asked,

“When did they tell you that you had lupus?” I asked.

“1984.” Tammy leaned back in the chair.

“What happened in ’84?”

“Nothing!”

“What happened in ’83?”

“Nothing!”

“Nothing in ’84 and nothing in ’83?” I looked into her eyes, persisting with my inquiry.

“What happened in 83?” Tammy sat up.

“Yes, what happened in 83?”

“My mother died.” Tammy’s neck stiffened.

“Were you close?”

“Very.”

“Very close?”

“She was my best friend.”

“What happened early this year?”

“What do you mean?”

“What happened in the months before you developed pins and needles in legs and arms?”

A hurt expression crossed Tammy’s face and she leaned forward in her chair. I looked at her in silence. She seemed to read my mind and quickly recovered her composure. Then she turned her face to her husband who glanced at me uncomfortably. I looked back at Tammy.

“We had family troubles.”

“Would you rather not talk about them?” I asked.

“No! There’s nothing to hide. We separated for some months.”

“And then?”

“Then we got together to see if we could make it.”

“And then?”

“And then we realized it had to end. There had to be a divorce.”

Tammy broke down. I didn’t have to look at her husband to learn anything more.


“Is there a chance for some healing here?” Choua asked sympathetically.

“I wonder about that myself, my rodent-friend.” I surprised myself by my civil answer this time.

“Serious illnesses sometimes break good marriages. Sometimes they also mend broken ones,” Choua went on.”If the latter were going to prevail, it would not be the first time you have seen a serious disease lead to reconciliation and healing of the deep wounds of lost love. Those things just seem to happen, don’t they?” he asked with a yawn.


“Tell me, how do you react to perfumes and formaldehyde and tobacco smoke?” I looked at Tammy and changed the subject.


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Why I Don’t Take Deep Breath

Majid Ali, M.D.

I do not take deep breaths. Why don’t I do so? For a simple reason: deep breaths tight my chest muscles, speed up my heart, tighten arteries, add some adrenaline to my blood. The result of that is less oxygen for my body.

I anticiopate your response: There is something wrong with what you say. Everyone wlse tells me that I should take a deep breath when I need more air. Yes, you do get more air in your lungs but that does not mean more oxygen for your body. Here is something else you need to know. Carbon dioxide travels from capillaries in the lungs to the air sacs in the lungs at about twenty times the speed of oxygen moving in the opposite direction. This explains whuy all the benefits of breathing come from slow exhalation.

What Is Disease? A State of Evolution in Reverse

 

Majid Ali, M.D.

Disease is a state of separation from one’s nature. In scientific terms, it is a state of evolution in reverse. Our ancestors were fermenting microbes. Nature evolved an oxygen-governed high-efficiency system of cellular energetics. At an energetic level, disease being evolution in reverse means that human cells are metabolically degraded to a fermenting mode, usually starting in the bowel. Less commonly, disease begins with fermentation in the brain that reveals itself as persistent disappointments, anger, even rage.

Who is most vulnerable to disease? My answer: children. This answer might surprise many. We know children grow up fast. They heal their wounds much faster than older people. They fight infections better. Their organs are more plastic and capable of responding to environmental changes better than those of the adults. They have higher levels of growth hormone and other hormonal systems that promote healing.

So why should they be vulnerable to disease more than older people. My answer: their healing abilities are being compromised more and more before they are born. Continuing and often serious metabolic and energetic abnormalities in the womb (see Toxic Womb State for more info) weaken their developmental and disease-fighting systems. Sadly, with increasing frequency, expecting mothers have one or more of the following:

* Nighttime low blood sugar (nocturnal hypoglycemia)

* Nighttime excess insulin (insulin toxicityt continued from daytime)

* Nighttime excess adrenaline (nocturnal hyperadrenergic state)

* Nighttime excess cortisol and related adrenal steroids (noctural adrenal overactivity)

* Nighttime low melatonin (nocturnal hypomelatoninemia)

* Nighttime neurotransmitter roller coaster

* Nighttime anxiety (continued from daytime stress)

What Can be Done?

While the society in general makes it difficult for people to counter many such influences, expecting parents make a huge difference. The mission of Childrens Health Corps (http://www.kids123.org) is to offer authentic health information untainted by corporate deceptions and idealogical distortions. Please go to my 1200-video You Tube encyclopedia for free, easy-to-reach, and simple-to-understand information. To search, Google “Majid Ali” and the subject of interest.

The Age of Shrinking Brains

Majid Ali, M.D.

The planet Earth is fermenting. Its inhabitants are fermenting. That includes fermenting humans.

Cellular fermentation is cellular energetic degradation, cellular sickening, and cellular shrinking. That, of course, means shrinking of human brains, first functionally, then structurally. The evidence of this staring at us, in the unborn babies, in toddlers, in children, in adults, and in the elderly. 

 

 

Shapes of Love

 

Majid Ali, M.D.

Love arrives with many faces and in different shapes. Some faces are well masked. Some shapes morph freely.

On April 26, 2014. Earlier I some images of purple balloons floated on a Connecticut beach by seniors of a local high school. They were remembering one of their class fellows: Maren. She was slashed to death by a knife at the hands of a student who wanted her as her school prom companion.
 

I cannot plumb the grief of Maren’s family at the news of her murder. Was that horror a matter of biology or an issue of psychology? Did Maren’s mom process this information at some lofty mental level? Or was her agony profoundly organic? A dark, dark face of profound maternal bonding?

I do not have access to information about Maren’s murderer. What might have enraged one of Maren’s class fellows so as to drive him to her murder? What substances might have been flowing through his blood at that time? Was that a matter of biology or psychology?

A return to my questions in the beginning of this article: A young woman takes a look at her first newborn and experiences intense bonding. Is that a matter of biology or an issue of psychology? Does this bonding arise from months of shared biology or created by some elements of psychology? I am content letting the reader decide how does love fit into the theme of this series

Guru’s Love for the Disciples

History of “gurudoms,” has a harsh indictment for love of gurus for their disciples. It is never uncoditional love, not for too many years anyway. In the end it always degenerates into control of the followers by the guru. The most horrendous episodes of cruelty, torture, and crimes nearly always started with a man—woman rarely could match the evil of men in this field—who successfully cast themselves in the roles of gurus and saviors. Who do I allude to here? What biologic-pathologic conditions were they victims of? I leave these questions to the reader’s mind.

Practitioners’ Love for Patients Is Uneven Love

By “uneven love,” I do not mean uncoditional love. Clearly, some funds will be transfered from the patient to the practitioner, and that is the condition of that love.

Politicians’ Love for Voters

Whose love has been more dangerous in the history – gurus’ love for disciples or politician’s love for voters? Of course, the answer depends upon the readers’ choice of politicians and gurus, in the past or the present.

A Candle’s Love for Anxiety

Have you ever loved a candle? Have you ever experienced the love of a candle? How can you love a candle if you have never tried it? Have can you experience the love of a candle if you have never tried it? Please do not ask me to explain. This is one of the things that cannot be explained. It can only be done, known, and understood.

A Stone Solves the Anxiety problem

Have you ever asked a stone to solve the anxiety problem? Have you ever experienced the love of a stone? How can you love a stone if you have never tried it? Have can you experience the love of a stone if you have never tried it? What stone do I speak about? Where do you find such a stone? Next time you are in a field or a park, or simply walking anywhere, please pick up a stone, take it home, wash it if necessary, and put it where it can keep an eye at you.

 

Anxiety Is a Matter of Biology, Not of Psychology – From Desires to Demands to Demons

 

Majid Ali, M.D.

 

Anxiety begins as a desire for something without knowing what is desired. It usually starts in early life. Not understanding what is desired creates a negative sense. A child bullied at home or school senses that something is not quite right but often is unable to describe what the negative sense might be. Simple stated, anxiety at this level is separation from self. To cite one specific example, for an Asperger’s child, this separation would be lack of structure in life.

Anxiety deepens as episodes of separation from self recur with increasing frequency or takes different shapes. Deepening anxiety then unmasks itself by its physical attributes, such as undue tiredness, rapid heart rate, cold hands, irritability, sleep difficulties, visible and unexplained sadness, and others. Coexisting issues of sugar and antibiotic abuse, undetected and untreated food and mold allergy, and issues of gut fermentation add to the biologic burdens. I consider this state of being as increased but unrecognized evolutionary demands on various body organs.

From desires to demands. It is a condition in which 50 billion or so cells in the brain hold as hostage 50 trillion or so cells in the rest of the body. The more body cells cry out for escape, the tighter the clutch of the brain cells. The “Head-cells” thrive on recycling past misery. When that is not enough they precycle feared future misery. The “Body-cells” desire to be free—breathe their own air, so to speak—but do not quite know what they desire or where the escape hatches might be.

Evolutionary Demons

More time brings more recycling of past misery and precycling of feared future misery. There are more episodes of desiring what remains unrecognized. The cells find it hard to breathe their own air. The overdriven adrenal and thyroid glands struggle to cope with incremental demands from the pituitary and hypothalamus. Cellular abuse spreads throughout the body. Driven to despair by evolutionary demons, some people are rushed to hospitals where they are given the diagnostic label of panic attack.

Evolution is a hard taskmaster. It has its own order of energy economy of the body. It is morality-neutral and is intolerant of silly notions of clever-thinking to salvage exhausted and and msickened cells. Evolutionary demons once unleashed follow their own destructive impulses.

A Tale of Two Twins

I tell the tale of two seven-year-old twins to illustrate how desires progress to demands and later demands morph into demons in the development of deeply entrenched anxiety. One sister is a perceptive, sensitive, and considerate. The other is brash and devil-may-care type. Both see parental discord but are affected differently. The first twin senses the desire for calm at home but quite does not know what she can do about it. The second is oblivious to the home situation. At school, the twins also react differently when a teacher is impatient with a challenged in the classroom or when some older child bully younger ones. The things-being-not-quite- right senses of the first twin deepen. The second twin simply shrugs at such things.

Both twins have mold and food allergy. They suffer frequent colds and are given antibiotics. The first twin begins to suffer headache. The second does not. At the onset of menses, both twins develop abdominal cramps with periods. Only the first twin becomes moody and undue cold sensitivity. Her mother wonders whether she should take her to a therapist.

Two years later, the second twin notices dryness of facial skin followed by acne lesions. She gets upset and becomes rude at home and at school. She receives antibiotics which initially reduce facial inflammation. She became angry when her wight increased, and angrier with each additional pound. Months later she freaked out when hair appeared on her face, then on her breast and thighs. He pediatrian diagnosed polycystic overy syndrome and prescribed metformin, a diabetes drug. She did not order tests for blood neither for insulin nor for testosterone. Her menstruation becomes irregular and she has episodes of heart palpitations. Her rudeness at home and school tuns into shouting obscenities at minor provocations. Her parents consider sending her to psychiatrists to control her temper tantrums.

During the following fifteen years later, both twins were extensively psychoanalyzed, given prolonged behavior modification therapy, were taking anti-anxiety and sleep drugs. The second twin was on antidepressants. Both were seeking in-vitro fertilization. They had no time for spiritual healing.

None of their many specialists found it necessary to test either for impaired mitochondrial ATP generation, abnormal insulin signaling, adrenal dysfunction, blocked liver detox pathways, and functional nutritional deficiencies. They never studied fermentation in the gut and so did not have any reason to test for that either. Neither received any oxygen therapies.

Their anxiety demons were in full swing for both.

Anxiety Demons Are Demons of Addiction

Cocaine addicts are not interested in taking about cigarette addiction, nor or alcohol addicts interested in Benzo addiction (Benzo drugs include Ativan, Xanax, Klonopin, and related drugs in thee benzodiazepam family). It is the same way with anxiety addiction.

Anxiety demons keep the person in the clutches of recycling and precycling what causes them anxiety. In another article in my anxiety library of articles, I explain why I strongly urge paeople with addictions to attend Al Anon meetings (Google for Al Anon groups in your area).

The faces of global  hunger, anger, injustice, corruption, and cruelty are far too intertwined to allow simple-minded rating of what is more important and what is less so. I devote my poetry book entitled “Drone Democracy”  and “What Do Lions Know About Stress” (both available at http://www.aliacademy.org) to a humanistic study of these problems.

Miracle Worker in Mirror

 

                                                                                           Majid Ali, M.D

I believe in healing miracles but only those performed by individuals upon themselves. One can find an authentic miracle worker only in one’s own mirror. To date I have not seen any evidence that any person performed a miracle on anyone else.

The subject of miracles fascinates me endlessly. The title of one of my books is Healing, Miracles, and the Bite of the Gray Dog available at aliacademy.org

Consider the following words from The New York Times of April 3, 2014: “Yet despite our strongly felt kinship and oneness with nature, all the evidence suggests that nature doesn’t care one whit about us. Tornadoes, hurricanes, floods, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions happen without the slightest consideration for human inhabitants.”

The Times’ article was written by Alan Lightman, M.I.T physicist and author of “The Accidental Universe.” His position does seem reasonable at the first glance. Then I reached the following words of Wordsworth in the article: “In the other direction, nature is constantly given human qualities. Wordsworth wrote that “nature never did betray the heart that loved her.” Mother Nature has comforted us in every culture on earth. In the 20th and 21st centuries, some environmentalists claimed that the entire earth is a single ecosystem, a “superorganism” in the language of Gaia.”

In the context of healing miracles, then, who is right, Lightman or Wordsworth? My unequivocal answer: Wordsworth. I resonate with the poet’s sense of the human condition. The poet does not deny the existence of tornadoes, hurricanes, floods, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. He speaks of the matters of “the heart that loved her.” A heart that loves Nature does not suffer from head fixation about ‘tornadoes, hurricanes, floods, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions’.

What Is Spirituality?

 

Majid Ali, M.D.

 

The longer I work with my patients, the more aware I become of the fundamentality of the spiritual in health and disease. Here is just one observation concerning the phenomena I refer to: An open heart does not close its arteries, and a closed heart cannot keep its arteries open. I anticipate snickering from some cardiologist who might read this. But I write only what my truest teachers (my patients) teach me.

How does one define the spiritual? In my book The Canary and Chronic Fatigue (1994) I could not resist walking that definitional tightrope with the following words:

The spiritual to the early Man was unknowable. The spiritual is being outside the capacity of our bodily senses and the reach of the mind. Spirituality lies outside the needs of the body or the demands of the mind. Good teachers of spirituality may take us to the limits of our bodily and mental experiences—to the gates of spirituality—but they cannot lead us into it. No one can show anyone else what is the spiritual, no one can make anyone else spiritual. This is what the early Man must have known—through some spiritual journey—when he conceived the mind-body-spirit dimensions.

In 2003, in Integrative Cardiology, the fourth volume of The Principles and Practice of Integrative Medicine, I made a second feeble attempt to put my notion of the spiritual in words as quoted below:

“My working definition of the spiritual, which I have used for several years, is this: It is a state of surrender to the larger unknowable Presence that one recognizes only by the way one changes through the light and love of that Presence.”

One Can Know Only As Much Divinity As Exists Within One’s Self

One sees that vividly only when in throes of pain and suffering. We physicians, by and large, insist on the ‘hard’ evidence of blinded studies. We are uncomfortable with notions of healing with spirituality and one’s own divinity. I once read somewhere that it is better to keep quiet and be considered a fool than to speak out and prove that. That has never kept me from speaking out about my personal quarrel with the mysteries of healing. I seldom have had difficulty seeing the fool in me. But the fools do have wonderful insights sometimes. So I persist.

 

A Prayer

Lord,

Today may I be in your Presence for a few moments.

Today I demand nothing.

Today I Protest Nothing.

Today may I simply be in your Presence for a few moments.

        Taken from my book The Canary and Chronic Fatigue (1994)

 

Spiritual Healing Course

 

                                                          Majid Ali, M.D.

One can have only one spiritual healer: the spiritual healer in one’s own mirror. One can have only one guru: the guru one grows for oneself under the guidance of one’s spiritual healer. By this course, I hope I can encourage readers to learn, understand, and know the spiritual healer in their mirrors.

I know that individuals taking this course will also learn from others in the pursuit of the spiritual way and enlightenment. This is the way it should be.

What is spirituality? I have struggled with this question for some decades. I offer my sense of what being spiritual is, how it might be pursued, and what the hopes might be in its attainment in a separate article entitled What Is Spirituality? 

Who should take this course? How should one begin and proceed? How long is the course? What time commitment is necessary? What comes after the course? For answering these questions and for streamlining the study of this course, I divide it into three parts: Part A, Part B, and Part C. A brief look at the titles of the articles included in each part gives the reader an overview of the course.