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How I cured my body of all my soul pains.

Not blindly accept an illness is the first step to recovery.

     The flying pains I called the symptoms in my body. It was always somewhere; in my stomach, my head in my kidneys, etc.
In hindsight, you're always wiser and now I see things from a different perspective and understand the reactions of my body. Pain for me, is a signal of my body and I have to listen. To heal, one must first learn to listen and understand what your body will tell you.

     At the age of just one and a half years, my tonsils where removed, because I 'always' had middle ear infections. Nevertheless I suffered from earaches until the age of  sixteen years, when I left my parents house. Now I understand that it had probably less to do with my tonsils, but more with the aggressive shouting of my furious father. I had to listen to things I didn't want to hear,which I couldn't understand and which hurt me inside.

     When I was about four years old, as I remember very well being in kindergarten at the time, I was bedridden for six weeks with jaundice. My skin and the whites of my eyes was yellow and I was not allowed to eat any fat at all.
.     At the age of six years I got reading glasses, because I 'always' had a headache. The things that happened at our house was too incomprehensible to me and cause lots of pain. It where the angry shouts of my father or the hysterical screaming of my mother and sister. It was the blows and kicks my big brother received from my father. It was the little girl's inability to protect him. 

     At only eleven years old, my periods began and that was not very pleasant. Every month I was in bed for at least two days. Unable to eat because of the severe nausea. My periods were accompanied by violent cramps throughout my lower body. According to my mother, this was part of 'being a woman' and not much was done about it. The menstrual pains disappeared after my sterilisation at the age of thirty-three with the birth of my third child.

     From my twelfth year I suffered with constipation for years. The things I had to listen to and watch were impossible to digest.

     Just before I left my parental home, at sixteen, I could hardly walk. My knees hurt terribly when I had to go up the stairs, as if they had been stabbed with knives. Subconsciously, I did not want to go up those stairs to my bedroom, but of course I was not aware of that at the time. In the end, the GP prescribed orthotics, which I did not need for long, after I had left my parental home.

     At the age of twenty, I became a mother for the first time. During the eighth month of this pregnancy, I suffered a severe and very painful kidney infection that nearly killed both of us. My daughter had to be delivered by suction and I was lucky that it was not a caesarean.

     At twenty-seven, it was a shock to me, my husband wanted the divorce. I couldn't cope and got an ulcer.

The experiences were indigestible for me and I could not express my feelings.

     At 30, I became a mother of my second daughter. During this pregnancy, I had major problems with preeclampsia, as the doctors call it. This manifested itself, among other things, in the form of fluid accumulation in my body and blood pressure that was much too high. The delivery, by caesarean section, took place during the eighth month under great panic. She had to be delivered within fifteen minutes after I arrived at the hospital, otherwise both of us would be in mortal danger again. Fortunately, she was born healthy, but I had my second stomach ulcer and this time also a tumour on my twelve finger intestine. I also got migraine attacks and nervousness-induced asthma attacks afterwards. My third child, my son, was also born by caesarean section to avoid problems.

     At the age of thirty-four, my youngest was 16 months, my second divorce took place and I got my third ulcer.

At the age of thirty-five, I suffered severe back damage due to the senseless violence of my ex-husband. I was walking around with a cracked intervertebral disc that was not recognised by the doctors and therefore could not be treated properly. Everything grew crooked as a result. I was unable to stand up straight or to walk straight because of the pain. The only treatment was injections for the pain. Regular infusions against the nerve inflammations I had three times a year in my back and left leg were also part of my routine for years. I lived with these pains until I was forty-eight years old. At the end, I had to take morphine-like drops, as my GP called it. I started with ten drops three times a day, but in the end it was fifty drops three times a day. So that was no solution in the long run either.

     I lived with this for thirteen long years. A lot of pain, a lot of injections, infusions, pills etc. and I have been a guinea pig for the medical world. Further stomach problems, migraine attacks.

     In the year 2000, during a visit to the Netherlands, I got another severe kidney infection. At first the doctors in the hospital thought it was kidney stones, but fortunately that was not the case. For myself I could explain it, because it was after a long time that I visited the Netherlands again, but it was the first time that none of my family wanted to have anything to do with me and that hurt, very much. Now I know that if there are conflict situations with people who mean a lot to me and I don't have the opportunity to explain myself to them, it can affect my kidneys.

     Also I had for years suffered from sinus and sinus infections. According to my doctor was a kind of crying inside, like bladder infections.

     At the age of forty-eight, I decided to do a thorough cleanse of my body for one year, after I got rid of my crutches and decided never to use them again, even if I had to go on my knees. Daily I drank six to eight litres of water and in the evening about two litres of herbal tea to support the cleansing. The only food I ate was half a cheese sandwich in the afternoon and half a cheese sandwich in the evening.  During this process, my sense of smell and taste became sharper and I suddenly experienced a strong aversion to all sausage and meat products. When I walked past the meat department of a supermarket, it suddenly smelt like carcasses to me and I could no longer imagine putting these products in my mouth. I cleansed my soul by writing about five hundred poems in that year. All my 'evil secrets', which I was never allowed or unable to talk about, came out in this form. The pleasant side effect of this cleansing was the loss of twelve kilos of body weight. I had literally turned my insides out.

     A so-called paranormal treatment also helped me a lot during this process. The lady I came into contact with asked me if I could leave my body. That was absolutely no problem for me. After all, I had learned this at a very young age in order to deal with the sexual abuse situation at home. So I did what she wanted me to do and imagined myself standing next to her. Then she put her hands on my shoulders and asked me to go back into my body. So I did, but I soon realised that I couldn't get any further than my knees. It took me some effort to consciously go back into my body to the tip of my toes. During this treatment, in the symbolic form of a heavy stone, I also gave responsibility back to my mother. Even as a small child I had taken far too much responsibility for all kinds of things on my small shoulders and now I had finally lost that burden. 

     By observing my body signals and keeping a diary of them, I found out that because of the problems with my stomach, my digestion was working slower. This also caused constipation, i.e. toxins in my intestinal system. So I cleaned my intestines twice a year. I drank a litre of nettle tea every day for three weeks during spring and autumn. To support my metabolism, I also drank dandelion tea regularly. Through this regular colon cleansing I cured my migraine attacks.

     I cured the forehead and sinus infections by freeing my frozen tears and by drinking ginger tea, because the antibiotic cures prescribed by the family doctor only helped as long as I took the tablets. As soon as the cure was over, I had the same problem as before. Ginger dissolves phlegm and supports self-healing in the body.

     As for the damage to my back, the doctors told me that it was inoperable and I had to learn to live with it. I would sooner end up in a wheelchair than be able to walk normally again. I cured my back by my 'Own Wisdom', by believing in myself and never giving up. At one point I had such intense pain that I thought I was going crazy. Instead of going to the hospital, I said to my son, today I want to go through my pain. I took my bicycle and my then 15 year old son went with me. That day we rode our bikes for seven hours in the countryside. When I thought I couldn't do it any more, he encouraged me. The next day, we rode together for another four hours. My whole body hurt, I just didn't know where the pain came from anymore, but I had won. Thank you dear Sun-man for your loving support. You have to be prepared to take over the responsibility for your body and soul yourself.

     In the year 2006, I suffered from renal pelvic inflammation once again. This time I was able to heal my body without the help of any doctors, because I understood where the problem came from and could consciously do something about it. The cause was again an unspoken conflict situation with people I love very much.


What I have learned over the years is that when I listen to my body, my body also listens to me and functions optimally.


Nothing is impossible, if your mind is free from all imposed beliefs.

Aagje Fama
La Palma, September 15, 2011


Ten years have gone by and, at 66, I am as healthy as a fish. I still live without doctors and medicines. I am no longer a vegetarian, but have been a vegan for the last seven years. I have also stopped drinking alcohol seven years ago. Wrong energy for me. All I drink is coffee, home-made herbal tea and boiled tap water, in summer always with squeezed lemon in it. And stressssss I have completely abolished. No more emotionally charged reactions to life events gives me calmness and inner peace.


Aagje Fama

Michelstadt, September 01 2021


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