Seek the beginnings
Learn from whence you came
And the various earths of which you are

Edwin Muir

Je suis mois même la matière de mon livre

In the same way that sixteenth century philosopher, Michel de Montaigne could assert that he himself was the 'material' of his book of Essays, so, on reflection, have I myself become the core of mine. When I began to write I had no intention of writing a book - such an idea would have stopped me in my tracks. As with many journeys of exploration, a few tentative excursions revealed territory that invited further examination, and with the examination and exploration courage grew, fuelled by the encouragement that I received from friends. Filled with this new audacity, and inspired by the view that I began to perceive, namely that of ultimate publication, I have gone on and on, arriving at this, which I hope will be my last chapter.

At the very outset, the first words that I wrote were "I am one of the people least likely to write anything remotely autobiographical…", and yet everything, yes everything, is just that. Beginning with descriptions of actual real time happenings, the words have accumulated, and just like a Christmas tree being dressed with care, they form the 'presents' and 'gifts' hanging from it, and that have come from the squirrel store of my garnered lifetime experiences and my understanding of these events. These presents and gifts are there for anyone to take and to use, either for their own benefit or that of others. Even though I have given all that I could from myself, strangely I do not feel diminished, but paradoxically I feel enhanced by the hope that some will find encouragement and incentive.

Perhaps the most intriguing aspect of the self analysis and personal revelation is that, apart from incidents and events that were played out in public situations, by far the greatest bulk of my writing relates to what was going on in my mind. Thoughts and self analysis are there now for all to read - but the spiritual exchanges that have pervaded all of these, and that are with me continuously, what of them? There is no 'cloud' of activity buzzing around my head as is often seen in cartoons, and representing all that is happening within the skull. I don't adopt a particular stance or facial expression. When walking, driving, shopping; when engaged in activities ranging from the most mundane to the most intimate, there is often the inner exchange or intrusion and interjection. And not only into and within my mind, but often silently, mutely, physically into and within my body and senses.

Yet I am but one of many billions who inhabit this planet - an individual - I repeat - an individual. My DNA is unique to me; likewise my fingerprints and the colours in the irises of my eyes. And had I not told you about them, the events that I have related would have stayed within the confines of my mind and memory; silent and also unique to me. Which is why I question so strongly conclusion about mental health and perceived problems of the mind that are addressed through studies of multiples of individuals. I keep returning, sometimes with mild sarcasm or criticism to the analysis of the lives of 50,000 Swedish conscripts, and to the conclusion that have been drawn from their behaviour that allegedly resulted from the use of cannabis. Already the study is being quoted widely in the context that 'smoking cannabis can cause schizophrenia', and with 50,000 men having been studied, the sheer number is taken as giving weight and stature to the results of the analysis. And yet, totally ignored is the fact that drugs such as cannabis, mescaline/peyote are used by shamans and similar 'seers' to induce a physical and mental state in which spiritual intrusion is desired and actively sought. Fear not, it is not my intention to go on and on in detailed scrutiny of other people's work, but rather to use it as a stalking horse to gain access to yet more thoughts of my own.

Where does our uniqueness begin? At birth? Before? In the womb? Before? In his Healing the Family Tree, Dr. Kenneth McAll invites one to do just that, to look at the family inheritance to try to find the source of an 'unquiet spirit' that persists in plaguing individuals of subsequent descent, and, in some cases, causing physical and mental illness.

"He (McAll) believes that many supposedly 'incurable' patients are the victims of ancestral control. He therefore seeks to liberate them from this control. By drawing up a Family Tree he can identify the ancestor who is causing the patient harm. He then cuts the bond between the ancestor and the patient by celebrating, with a clergyman, a service of Holy Communion which delivers the tormented ancestor to God."

Many people, myself included, have problems with the conventional representation of "God", yet, in the context in which I am writing, we would do well to ponder the words of psychiatrist William James, who commented, 'We and God have business together: in opening ourselves to his influence our deepest destiny is fulfilled. God is real because he produces real effects.' McAll's book is both informative and provocative, and can lead one to a whole range of speculations. For example, and still considering the influences that can form a person in the womb, he treats of the case of a young man who lived under his mother's protection and feared any relationship not only with women, but with chaplains. Analysis and discussion over a period finally produced the revelation from the mother that while pregnant and continuing her work as a nurse, she had allowed intercourse to take place with one of her patients, an army chaplain.

Many prospective parents play music to their unborn infants by such composers as Mozart, in the belief that there is something sufficiently significant in the music that can influence subsequent development. Who knows? Humans are the only mammals that continue to have sex after conception. This is obviously a conscious choice, and not the result of an evolutionary imperative. Indeed, searching the Web for any comments about 'sex during pregnancy', I was surprised to see how many sites there are, and all promoting the desirability and 'safety' of the practice - even, in one case, into the ninth month. Intercourse and orgasm activate just about every cell within the body, and must obviously communicate something to the foetus. Who can say what, and whether it is desirable for the ultimate development of the child?

The emotional state of the mother-to-be in its general sense must be yet another strong influence on the developing child within. I am well acquainted with two people, now past middle age, both of whom were conceived out of wedlock when that was a serious cause for concern, particularly for the girl and her family. Discussion with both provides much insight into lifetime problems that appear to have their origins in that time, and not only during the actual pregnancy, but afterwards. In one, the father appeared to hold deep resentment against his daughter, as unwittingly she had been the cause of his enforced marriage. In the second, the behaviour of the mother towards her son seemed to stem from the fact that she had actually been 'found out' in her misdemeanour, and that he was the constant reminder. One can only imagine what emotions must be coursing continuously through the mind of a girl in the times, seemingly now past, when the disaster of pregnancy struck - emotions that must be communicated to the child within. I remember vividly the comment of one friend in 1951 as we watched someone with whom we were well acquainted as, heavily pregnant, she set off for her wedding. My friend was from a small and traditional Welsh community, and all of her upbringing was contained in her deeply felt and expressed "Oh! The shame of it!"

The child of the marriage developed cerebral palsy and I think that it is reasonable to speculate about the possible influence upon it of the state of mind of the mother, and wonder whether this contributed to the child's illness. Her parental home was at the other end of the country, and there was none of the support that would normally have been forthcoming from family in what in those days would have been a trying time. And a Registry Office wedding with four friends would have been vastly different from the wedding that most mothers plan for their daughters and that most daughters anticipate as they grow up. It is interesting to note, and not even remotely suggesting pre-marital conception, of the five children that I am acquainted with who were Down's syndrome, autistic, or had serious developmental problems, all were first born.

I sometimes speculate on what might have been the state of mind of my own mother as she came near to giving birth to me. My arrival came twenty-two months after that of my brother, and, in giving birth to him, she had come close to dying from a haemorrhage, only being saved by the quick thinking and immediate action of her family doctor who attended the birth. Was she consumed with anxiety as my 'time' came nearer? Did her anxiety communicate to me, and did it make me somewhat pusillanimous as a child?

And what of my father? Apart from his obvious rôle in my procreation, if he had not found two bricks at the urgent insistence of the doctor who had delivered my brother, my mother might not have survived, and I definitely would not be here. The bricks propped up the foot of my mother's bed and helped to reduce her haemorrhage. And he gave me the Vincent genes. Very different from my brother who inherited the Matthews/Fortune variety -making us dissimilar even in something as fundamental as blood group - Bruce being AB while I am O. We grew at different rates until, as we were dressed alike, people took us for twins. But with his age advantage, he could beat me at almost anything - which is probably why to this day I detest board games. However, in another respect, we each had the same early imprint. I have never liked hyacinth flowers in the house - for some reason they always make me think of death. When, in our sixties, my brother and his wife were visiting, we were in a garden centre, and I heard her say "Will this be the year that you let me buy hyacinths?". It seems that he had the same aversion, and he knew, being older, that when our grandfather had died in our home, our mother had brought bowls of flowering hyacinths into the house to disguise any odour. I was about three at the time, and he five.

My brother cried a lot as an infant, and when taking him out in his pram our mother used to hurry to where the trees in Major David's garden overhung the pavement - where he was pacified. The possible connection of this phenomenon and my mother's haemorrhage is something to which I'll return later as I expand my analysis. My present theme develops from an understanding of one of the many points of inheritance that I trace to my father and the Vincent gene. Not the belly that I have developed that matches those of my father, grandfather and Uncle Will; not the wavy hair that was both my pride and problem as I was developing my contacts with 'girls' in my teens. None of those and the other similarities that prompted someone who was asked to guess who I was on one of my return visits to my former home. "Well it's obviously a Vincent", came the first approximation.

From my father came this peculiar body electricity, knowledge of which, in my own case, came to the fore as my personal healing talent became apparent. It is reasonable to assume that the natural healing that he undertook, and that which had been performed by his parents, derived some of its force from this inexplicable part of our make up. My grandmother, in particular, was a powerful and much sought healer, and her untimely death that resulted from the effects of an accident was deeply regretted by many at the time. As a minor example, and before the advent of anti-magnetic watches, my father could not wear a watch on his wrist, for they invariably stopped. Whether they ever went again is something that I cannot recall. For me, the knowledge began to provide explanations for certain reactions and sensitivities that I have already alluded to, and which I am going to explore more fully. If you skipped all or part of Chapter 4, this, I am afraid, is where you may have problems. But to help you - and I hope that those who were obedient and read it will be tolerant - I may revisit and reprise some of the earlier points.

It is impossible to ignore the fact that all life depends for its function upon electro-chemical and bio-electronic processes. You cannot ignore this and say "But I am only interested in the ultimate function, the intelligent processes of the mind, and the psychology of this person, this patient. Why should I even bother to consider any of the internal detail?" The reason is that this person, this patient is a totality - an individual totality; an electrical phenomenon that lives on a huge electrical machine, the earth, and interacts with - everything. Robert Becker writes of the Body Electric and its complexities, and Crosscurrents. Fred Soyka wrote of his mental and medical response to the varying concentrations of electrical ions in the air. Gustav von Pohl described vividly the illnesses, both physical and mental, that affected individuals who slept or worked in locations influenced by geo-electricity, as did Käthe Bachler in her seminal work, and as does Rolf Gordon in his book. Becker began his research into the current of regeneration required to mend fractured bones, and ended with a wide analysis of the electrical function of various bodily processes. Along the way he confirmed that the acupuncture matrix that links all parts of the body and brain is, in fact, a series of subtle electrical circuits, and it is with this particular body-brain phenomenon that I will begin.

"But", you may say, "Even if does exist, what possible connection can the acupuncture system have with mental health - and particularly with spirit intrusion". Here, and making allowance for simple translation from the original Chinese, are just a few sample conditions that are capable of being treated from various acupuncture points - madness, epilepsy, 'alarm in children', vertigo, sadness, 'stage fright', 'a few days before menstruation cries, depressed anxious and nervous', 'mental stupidity', 'prone to fear and unhappiness', 'wishes to remain at home', 'does not wish to live', 'walks around madly', delirium, insanity, forgetfulness, frequent weeping, 'eyes move wildly', suicidal.

Many in mainstream medicine dismiss acupuncture out of hand; others acknowledge the possibility of a limited rôle in analgesia, while GP friend 'Harry' used to adopt the 'Pavlovian dog' conditioned and immediate response, and come out with dire warnings about 'getting hepatitis from the needles'. Although it is not my intention to write a dissertation on the subject of acupuncture and the relevance to physical and mental health, an acceptance of its significance and an understanding of the complex 'circuitry' interlinking every strand and function of the body, mind and senses, is necessary to be able to follow my argument. In acupuncture treatment, the goal is to try to restore the exquisite balance that should exist between the various parts of the matrix, called meridians, and between the two sides of the body. A corollary is that damage or distortion at the seat of an acupuncture point can act in reverse, so to speak, and has the potential of causing the very conditions that would be treated from the point. My purpose at this stage is to suggest various ways in which imbalance may be caused, and then to show how the intelligent sources of spiritual intrusion can exploit the resultant disturbed mind and body for their own inexplicable purposes. But more than that, I believe that this subtle 'circuitry' provides the open door through which other forms of electrical interference enter, and hence widens the range of discomfort and inexplicable unease that can be exploited so easily.

It is very easy to dismiss acupuncture and indeed many other branches of Oriental and Asian medicine as coming from 'primitive' ideas and cultures, and to say that real medicine only began in Europe from about the eighteenth century onwards. Anyone with an interest in the inheritance from 'the East' might find The Genius of China by Robert Temple to their taste. "3,000 years of science, discovery and invention" are described and analysed. For example, in engineering, the Chinese used techniques for deep drilling for brine and natural gas from before the first century B.C., while in medicine, as well as acupuncture there are early records that demonstrate knowledge of the circulation of the blood and of circadian rhythms.



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