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Changing the face of Cancer
by CGCreel
1-19-2016
please help John's family https://www.gofundme.com/JohnWillHeal
With John's passing (see below) there is still a way to help others not to suffer the same loss. John may not be physically here, but his ideas, our ideas of what cancer taught us both are here to help
others over come Sudden.
I had about 30 seconds as John was coding to give a doctor, who we had never talked to before, an idea of what cancer really was and why John had the power to over come and live to heal. When he looked up and said "Tell me how I can help." That told me he understood what he did not understand before that Cancer is not part of the light, it grows in the shadows and it is that shadow that takes the life or heals the life.
The Shadow Effect:
We are told the fastest anything can travel is the speed of light. That rule only applies to physical matter.
If a hand is held up to the light all the physical partials stop at the hand and the shadow that is created is a non physical so the rules
are that apply to the physical light does not apply to the shadow. The light travels at the speed of light while the shadow moves in time with the object (hand) it had hit. So if a shadow from a hand was cast upon the moon, if it took one second for the hand to move the shadow on the moon would also take one second. The light would still take the time it takes to travel at the speed of light.
Just like the night upon the Earth is the result of a shadow so the non physical interacts and affects the physical. With out light and shadow we could not exist as we are designed. With light and shadow so can cancer exist. It is understanding how the shadow works that gives a way to rest the and rebuild the immune system.
It seems doctor's are only trained in the cure, a very physical action and have lost the insight of the Art of healing the shadow of the immune system. It is only when we take back the idea we are not fully dependent on drugs, technology and doctor's that we will find our way thought the shadows into the light.
In memory of John
Changing the face of Cancer
Cindy
More below
In memory of John who did not die directly from Cancer but it's
shadow. Not starved, not a heart attack but a lack of energy transfer
and belief of others in the room.
More on John's story:
It is said that in every breath there are molecules from every living thing that has been alive on Earth. It is what we all share without a thought of how we are all connected in life and death, it may be how God whispers into every soul to thrive.
A baby boy was born, the second live birth out of 8 to Edith and Charley. When he took his first breath, he connected with those in the room. His family sparked his journey into connecting life meaningfully. At an early age, John loved cars. When he saved enough money, he became the owner of a black, fast sports car. As John told this story of his favorite car, he would end it saying, "I sold the car so I didn’t kill myself."
In school and in college john joined marching band. When he discovered the band would be going to Hawaii, he called his brother Jim and said, "come join marching band and we can go to Hawaii together." It was this love of learning and discovery combined with the ability to do which created his passion of hiking through the wild. While on a three-week hiking trip in Canada, John greatly disliked having to fish for food. But when those around him caught fish, he would pull out spices from his bag and say "if you add some flavor to the fish we will have a better dinner". John never missed a meal.
There was one hiking story which changed John. As John stepped out on a glacier, his boot did not stick into the ice. John slowly started to slide towards a deep crevasse 30 feet away. He pulled out his ice pick and tried to slam it into the ice to no avail. John’s friend reacted by jumping onto John’s back and drew his larger ice pick as they both slowly dropped toward the edge. The ice pick stuck and they lived.
John and I started our life together when my mom had cancer in 1980; it was the first touch which bonded us. After we met, it didn't matter what the rest of the world was doing because we would survive as long as we were together. Only the day our daughters were born could things become better. We had everything we needed. John passed on to his girls his love of chess, debate, business, reading, and, most importantly, learning. These combined loves created great epiphanies within ordinary life.
It was when the girls where young John knew there was a church somewhere which would help further our journey. It wasn’t until Kelly said "Daddy, Ashley and I go to church. Why don’t you?" At that point, John knew it was time to return to his spiritual roots. In this church he grew, sharing his talents and falling in love with Camp. He was in his element when he worked on repairing camp and he stayed up there by himself. He would tell us, "did you know it gets really dark and quiet up at camp when no one else is there and the generator turns off?" That was the time John connected with God. It broke is heart when he was unable to travel to the mountains. Camp may have been his first love, but men’s group was his second. He rarely missed a time to connect with the guys at church. It was a time for his male thinking which made up for a home full of girls. He accepted and overcame what he was able to each time, but slowly there was a change over 20 years.
The day came we were told he had cancer. That night, we stood in the bedroom, his shirt off and I touched his tummy. It was a time of rebirth, a juncture of few choices, a moment I whispered into his ear I love you and he whispered back I love you too. I said the only thing that was true and gave hope no matter the path chosen: your body is designed to heal. In that instance, I knew John's soul should connect with life, no matter the cost. It is only in the absence of
John I realize it was not really business that John did all these years, it was helping those who were overwhelmed with part of their lives.
1-19-2016
please help John's family https://www.gofundme.com/JohnWillHeal
With John's passing (see below) there is still a way to help others not to suffer the same loss. John may not be physically here, but his ideas, our ideas of what cancer taught us both are here to help
others over come Sudden.
I had about 30 seconds as John was coding to give a doctor, who we had never talked to before, an idea of what cancer really was and why John had the power to over come and live to heal. When he looked up and said "Tell me how I can help." That told me he understood what he did not understand before that Cancer is not part of the light, it grows in the shadows and it is that shadow that takes the life or heals the life.
The Shadow Effect:
We are told the fastest anything can travel is the speed of light. That rule only applies to physical matter.
If a hand is held up to the light all the physical partials stop at the hand and the shadow that is created is a non physical so the rules
are that apply to the physical light does not apply to the shadow. The light travels at the speed of light while the shadow moves in time with the object (hand) it had hit. So if a shadow from a hand was cast upon the moon, if it took one second for the hand to move the shadow on the moon would also take one second. The light would still take the time it takes to travel at the speed of light.
Just like the night upon the Earth is the result of a shadow so the non physical interacts and affects the physical. With out light and shadow we could not exist as we are designed. With light and shadow so can cancer exist. It is understanding how the shadow works that gives a way to rest the and rebuild the immune system.
It seems doctor's are only trained in the cure, a very physical action and have lost the insight of the Art of healing the shadow of the immune system. It is only when we take back the idea we are not fully dependent on drugs, technology and doctor's that we will find our way thought the shadows into the light.
In memory of John
Changing the face of Cancer
Cindy
> gofundme.com/johnwillheal
> gofundme.com/garywillheal
> gofundme.com/garywillheal
In memory of John who did not die directly from Cancer but it's
and belief of others in the room.
More on John's story:
It is said that in every breath there are molecules from every living thing that has been alive on Earth. It is what we all share without a thought of how we are all connected in life and death, it may be how God whispers into every soul to thrive.
A baby boy was born, the second live birth out of 8 to Edith and Charley. When he took his first breath, he connected with those in the room. His family sparked his journey into connecting life meaningfully. At an early age, John loved cars. When he saved enough money, he became the owner of a black, fast sports car. As John told this story of his favorite car, he would end it saying, "I sold the car so I didn’t kill myself."
In school and in college john joined marching band. When he discovered the band would be going to Hawaii, he called his brother Jim and said, "come join marching band and we can go to Hawaii together." It was this love of learning and discovery combined with the ability to do which created his passion of hiking through the wild. While on a three-week hiking trip in Canada, John greatly disliked having to fish for food. But when those around him caught fish, he would pull out spices from his bag and say "if you add some flavor to the fish we will have a better dinner". John never missed a meal.
There was one hiking story which changed John. As John stepped out on a glacier, his boot did not stick into the ice. John slowly started to slide towards a deep crevasse 30 feet away. He pulled out his ice pick and tried to slam it into the ice to no avail. John’s friend reacted by jumping onto John’s back and drew his larger ice pick as they both slowly dropped toward the edge. The ice pick stuck and they lived.
John and I started our life together when my mom had cancer in 1980; it was the first touch which bonded us. After we met, it didn't matter what the rest of the world was doing because we would survive as long as we were together. Only the day our daughters were born could things become better. We had everything we needed. John passed on to his girls his love of chess, debate, business, reading, and, most importantly, learning. These combined loves created great epiphanies within ordinary life.
It was when the girls where young John knew there was a church somewhere which would help further our journey. It wasn’t until Kelly said "Daddy, Ashley and I go to church. Why don’t you?" At that point, John knew it was time to return to his spiritual roots. In this church he grew, sharing his talents and falling in love with Camp. He was in his element when he worked on repairing camp and he stayed up there by himself. He would tell us, "did you know it gets really dark and quiet up at camp when no one else is there and the generator turns off?" That was the time John connected with God. It broke is heart when he was unable to travel to the mountains. Camp may have been his first love, but men’s group was his second. He rarely missed a time to connect with the guys at church. It was a time for his male thinking which made up for a home full of girls. He accepted and overcame what he was able to each time, but slowly there was a change over 20 years.
The day came we were told he had cancer. That night, we stood in the bedroom, his shirt off and I touched his tummy. It was a time of rebirth, a juncture of few choices, a moment I whispered into his ear I love you and he whispered back I love you too. I said the only thing that was true and gave hope no matter the path chosen: your body is designed to heal. In that instance, I knew John's soul should connect with life, no matter the cost. It is only in the absence of
John I realize it was not really business that John did all these years, it was helping those who were overwhelmed with part of their lives.
John always discovered the best way he could go the extra mile to help a person out. Every home he sold, the first choice was always a first time buyer, and he threw in extras that he knew would help others at every turn. Every person he went to court with, he helped keep track and give a point of view that others missed, often for no charge. Every project, he found people who were in more need and gave them a way to change, be it helping my brother, who also has cancer, or the stranger on the street. It was not enough just to create money, he helped someone have a chance to be a little better than before they met him. He shared faith in healing.
The last words to Ashley were "I love you". The last words to me were "I am sorry". In the last two years, it was the words and time
spent together where we built the strongest connections between myself and John, connecting to the world through the belief of healing.
Our last date night, we saw Star Wars. As we walked to the car holding hands, I looked to John and said, "No matter how many dates we go on, no matter how much time we spend together, I can never get enough of you" John smiled and looked back into my eyes and said, "I feel the same way. Do you know you are the best wife any man could ask for? You have gone above and beyond" I smiled back and squeezed John's hand saying, "It doesn't matter how much I do to help, the only thing that matters is that you are here with me.” This is the memory which will carry me through and keep John alive for me. John had become who he was intended to be, as if he no longer had the cancer.
I realize now John was the one working hardest to help others just become who they were intended to be and he had started with me 36 years ago. He gave the freedom to do, the time to discover and the helping hand to make it all happen. Those action don’t always create money, they always create better people. With every breath, we share a world that John lived in, with each idea passed on by John we benefit to help create a world that God intended and give another the strength to be brave and find a way as John did so easily.
John's new life wasn’t about right or wrong. It was about leaning to change. It is why his life became more then the cancer. It became changing the face of cancer. Not by treatments but by ideas may be the best way John lives on. I love you bunches and bunches You will be fine
Discovery
By CGCreel
The door of opportunity knocks softly
I can feel it near, not see it or hear it until it slammed shut
The sound had caught my attention
yet it is too late to keep it open for it is now locked
The key is there waiting to be found to once more open the door of opportunity if only by the fingertips
Life hangs in the balance between ingenuity and stamina
Only time will show the outcome if the door is opened
enough to squeeze through to hold on to the brass ring
and to live holding on to the only value
we carry our minds, bodies and souls.
For he is my world
He is his daughters worlds
It is his ideas and spirit that creates us
We must win enough battles to win this war
The last words to Ashley were "I love you". The last words to me were "I am sorry". In the last two years, it was the words and time
spent together where we built the strongest connections between myself and John, connecting to the world through the belief of healing.
Our last date night, we saw Star Wars. As we walked to the car holding hands, I looked to John and said, "No matter how many dates we go on, no matter how much time we spend together, I can never get enough of you" John smiled and looked back into my eyes and said, "I feel the same way. Do you know you are the best wife any man could ask for? You have gone above and beyond" I smiled back and squeezed John's hand saying, "It doesn't matter how much I do to help, the only thing that matters is that you are here with me.” This is the memory which will carry me through and keep John alive for me. John had become who he was intended to be, as if he no longer had the cancer.
I realize now John was the one working hardest to help others just become who they were intended to be and he had started with me 36 years ago. He gave the freedom to do, the time to discover and the helping hand to make it all happen. Those action don’t always create money, they always create better people. With every breath, we share a world that John lived in, with each idea passed on by John we benefit to help create a world that God intended and give another the strength to be brave and find a way as John did so easily.
John's new life wasn’t about right or wrong. It was about leaning to change. It is why his life became more then the cancer. It became changing the face of cancer. Not by treatments but by ideas may be the best way John lives on. I love you bunches and bunches You will be fine
Discovery
By CGCreel
The door of opportunity knocks softly
I can feel it near, not see it or hear it until it slammed shut
The sound had caught my attention
yet it is too late to keep it open for it is now locked
The key is there waiting to be found to once more open the door of opportunity if only by the fingertips
Life hangs in the balance between ingenuity and stamina
Only time will show the outcome if the door is opened
enough to squeeze through to hold on to the brass ring
and to live holding on to the only value
we carry our minds, bodies and souls.
For he is my world
He is his daughters worlds
It is his ideas and spirit that creates us
We must win enough battles to win this war
or pay the price.
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Power of the fork
Connect to heal
Changing the face of cancer lives on.
Cindy, Kelly, Ashley, Gary, Shaun, Gabe, Gary and in memory of John
Two days after John's passing I spoke to a doctor asked them if they knew what Nagalase was and he knew. I asked how and he told me Dr. Dhaliwal, who is the partner of Gary's Oncologist which had never heard of Nagalase. We many not get credit but we will create a change, we will change the face of cancer.
Help us find a way...... to connect.... to thrive.... please give and share
One family 2 at risk,
Changing the face of cancer
and Johnwillheal and garywillheal
gofundme.com/JohnWillHeal
Please click on donate and give what you are able
Power of the fork
Connect to heal
Changing the face of cancer lives on.
Cindy, Kelly, Ashley, Gary, Shaun, Gabe, Gary and in memory of John
Two days after John's passing I spoke to a doctor asked them if they knew what Nagalase was and he knew. I asked how and he told me Dr. Dhaliwal, who is the partner of Gary's Oncologist which had never heard of Nagalase. We many not get credit but we will create a change, we will change the face of cancer.
Help us find a way...... to connect.... to thrive.... please give and share
John is gone but we understand more to help the many, It was his wish the work go on |
One family 2 at risk,
Changing the face of cancer
and Johnwillheal and garywillheal
gofundme.com/JohnWillHeal
Changing the face of Cancer one day at a time.
Change someones life for the better....... CONNECT
Thanks for believing,
Cindy, John & Gary
One family two at risk
finding a way everyday to heal
> gofundme.com/johnwillheal
> gofundme.com/garywillheal
Change someones life for the better....... CONNECT
Thanks for believing,
Cindy, John & Gary
One family two at risk
finding a way everyday to heal
> gofundme.com/johnwillheal
> gofundme.com/garywillheal