A friend recently expressed concern to me about her 5 yr old dog who she had taken to Cornell’s animal hospital for treatment. This was a Saturday, she said that the previous Wednesday her dog had started to act lame and that it progressed into paralysis so quickly that she took him to Cornell for assessment.
Their best guess was that he had a type of spinal menegitis and said if he progressed according to expectations she could take him home on Tuesday . She said it would be a long hard road for him. I asked, “What if it wasn’t?”
She brought him home on Tuesday and I asked the next day, Wednesday if I could come and give him some support.
The following is her version of the story from the beginning:
5-yr-old dog presented last Wednesday with weakness of hind legs that quickly spread to front. X-rays, blood work all normal. Friday he couldn’t move at all, MRI showed lesions up and down spinal column and tons of inflammation around where neck meets spine.
They couldn’t determine whether it was a cancer or inflammatory disease of the spinal column but began treatment with steroids, antibiotics, muscle relaxers and chemo. The idea was to suppress the immune system, which was essentially attacking itself–Han Solo’s cells were attacking his spinal cord all around his neck area.
Their best guess is GME, Granulomatous Meningoencephalitis. By Saturday morning he started kicking his hind legs, by Sunday kicking his front but unable to support any of his weight, pick his head up, etc. The plan was made to continue the medications, and see if he continued improving. The doctors outfitted the dog with a sling that had handles for helping him up and moving him to begin physical therapy. Monday, he began moving his back legs in a walking motion while being moved in sling, and with help could support a tiny amount (maybe 30 percent) of his weight. Tuesday I brought him home from hospital, and he was moving all four legs in a walking motion but unable to stand or walk independently. Doctors said if he continued improving, he might be able to walk on his own within three weeks. Wednesday, he was showing better motor skills and with help could stand while leaning against my legs for a couple of seconds at a time. That’s when you did raindrop and reiki; Thursday, he stood up and ran around the yard on his own.
My experience:
When I got to my friend’s place on Wednesday afternoon, Solo was laying on his stomach in the sun, he whined at my arrival and the only motion he made was to lay on his side. I gave him Reiki around his neck for about 15 mins and then did a makeshift Raindrop on him. I put a drop of each oil on my fingertip starting with Valor at the nape of his neck and nestled it into his fur. I repeated with each oil in succession from the raindrop kit down to peppermint at the base of his tail. I offered his some NingXia Red which he drank and took more from my friend’s hand. Shortly thereafter she brought him in the house and he was going through the motions of walking and was supporting a significant portion of his own weight.
I left a mixture, equal parts of Thieves, Melrose and Purification, (I call it Kim’s blend, props to Kimberley Parkhurst) for her to put at the nape of the neck and the base of the tail, and samples of Thieves and Lavender when that ran out. I gave her samples of NingXia Red and some Sulfurzyme and Deep Relief. Right before I left I anointed the dog’s head with Sacred Frankincense and put a dab of Deep Relief on the pads of each of his paws.
The next morning she called me very excitedly and said that Solo was running around the back yard on his own and that she was sending me a video!
She had taken a video in the morning before I went there which is included and was approximately 24 hrs from the second video. The second video is approximately 16 hrs from the time I got there and gave Reiki and oils. It was only after that that I learned that the projection was that he might be able to walk on his own in 3 wks!

We continued to keep in touch on his progress and the third video was 6 days from the time I first went to work on him. I instructed my friend to do another Raindrop on him because as it turned out I had “accidentally” left my kit behind. She said as soon as she did it, he relaxed immediately and is continuing to do better daily. Feeling so blessed to have the tools to support wellness!



Please refer to Part 1 of this piece for the beginning of the story. . . .

When I came to the understanding that my son needed more of my direct attention, I had some previous obligations in place and offered to take him with me so he wouldn’t feel left behind, he declined, preferring to be sat by a family friend but he had to go to her house. The next morning before leaving for school he begged me to be able to take his tablet to the sitter. I told him he was in luck since he’d be going to school where they had a library so he could take out whatever books he wanted for his amusement. He’s always been an excellent reader, way above his age range. He said he really didn’t like reading very well any more. What a shame was my reply as he grudgingly headed off to school.

Once I got home that night we snuggled in and I offered to read to him like the good old days. On the bedside stand I had How I Made My First Ten Million or Happier Than God. He chose neither, so Happier Than God it was! I opened to a random chapter and it was about unexpected consequences and the Law of Opposites. I told him it was as if they wrote that chapter just for him. He didn’t want to listen so I told him if he turned over I’m sure the drone of my voice would help lull him right off to sleep. He grumbled as he rolled over and fell asleep.

I offered to walk him to the bus stop again in the morning but he declined. When he got home from school he asked if he could do the dishes! I was astounded and said, “Of course, I’ll be right out and help you!” He told me I didn’t need to but I told him I would welcome the time together and would be happy to because this was all about us having quality time! He shared about some awesome grades he’d gotten back that day and we had light conversation. I asked if he’d had a good night’s sleep and he said he had. “Oh, it must have been the book I read to you last night! We can read again tonight!” “Nooooo Mom!”

The next night, unexpectedly a life long friend of mine came to visit. He came through the door asking for my son. He went right to him saying, “Buddy, how are you? I came to see you! I heard you need more love!!” He chased him around the house playing and finally put him in a headlock and told him if he ever got in trouble again he’d move in just to prove how much loving support there was available for him. For the duration of the visit he made sure my son was feeling the full availability of love for him. I looked at my son over my glasses and said, “You weren’t expecting my entourage were you!?”

He was at his wits end and about to crawl out of his skin if he got any more loving attention. Giving him punishment or restriction would have given him a battle to be on the side of but when everyone around him was just giving him more loving attention there was nothing to oppose, no conflict to win or lose. I had realized that unconditional love is indefensible but hadn’t previously considered using it as a rearing tool per se. I felt like I’d found the jackpot!

Then I had to decide how to end it. I knew my son had had an effective dose of love and that my goal of the moment was accomplished so I told him after this had been going on for several days, that I had thought of a way for him to get his tablet back. Not the iPhone, that was going to take more time and building back of the trust in our relationship. I told him that he had shown me how proficient he had become at doing the dishes and that with doing the job I was sure he understood how much work it truly was for me to work all day, grocery shop, cook dinner and then clean. If he was willing to voluntarily take on the responsibility for dish washing it would show me that he was serious about helping out in our household and building our relationship on trust. He said he could do that.

Since he was willing to take it on with no further back talk I offered to let him go to the Super Bowl party the next day that he had asked permission for 3 weeks before so he could remember what it was like to have a life in which he’d earned privileges. He was so overjoyed he flew into my arms with a big thank you and couldn’t get the dishes done fast enough and he did them well.

There had been an incident when he was 6 that I wanted to nip in the bud. I wanted to impress upon him that choosing behavior he knew was wrong could result in not getting opportunities he didn’t know were coming. He wanted a Wii game system for years and his Dad and I had intended to get him one for Christmas that year. Because of his behavior I told him we could not in good conscience get him a Wii and that we wanted him to understand what his behavior had caused. At his tender age he was crushed and didn’t get a Wii for years. Before he got his tablet back I reminded him that he hadn’t suspected the consequences he’d received those years before and that he hadn’t expected all the love that was available for him from this latest incident. I was also sure he hadn’t suspected my entourage who showed him more unconditional love than he could deal with! I made it clear that he had underestimated me several times and that I could assure him there was even more love available for him if he showed me with his behavior that he needed it and that there were more creative things than losing his technology. What he’d experienced so far was but a peek into Pandora’s box should he underestimate me again. When I asked if we understood each other, his response was “Crystal!!”

There’s more to the story but that’s all for this time. I had managed to release us from the restriction and punishment that both parent and child go through when they are at odds. The entire time I was loving, upbeat, supportive, peaceful and able to be happy. No anger, yelling, arguments, frustration or doubt I had been through in the past with my elder son. I was able to love myself more in that and was able to thrive from the love I was giving to my son rather than looking for it to be shown to me by him. The story is ongoing. . .


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