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[align=center] The Power of Natural Healing[/align]
05-10-2004
 When I ponder my early childhood in South Los Angeles, I often key in on the fact of how sickly I was. I remember my mother telling me that as a little baby, I almost died. Thanks to the help of our next door neighbor, a nurse, I survived.
Being sick was a constant thing for me. I was always so sick that I thought it was natural to feel that way. I was so sickly growing up as a youth that I honestly felt and thought that out of all of the cousins from both sides of my family, the maternal Maxwells and the paternal Coopers, that I would be the first of the cousins and grandchildren to die. This almost came true in 1982. Shortly after graduating from elementary school, I fell very sick. I remember it being a Sunday evening and my cousins Lisa and Tracy were visiting. I started coughing very hard coughs that burned my lungs. I began coughing so hard that I actually fell over the couch in the living room. While lying on my back, it dawned on me that something was terribly wrong with me. My parents decided to take me to the hospital. I remember being in the backseat of my father’s blue thunderbird coughing and vomiting and feeling so weak. I really thought I was checking out of this world, but I didn’t understand why.
I remember going to the first of two hospitals, my father carrying me in his arms because by this time I couldn’t walk. For whatever reasons, I was rejected. This particular hospital would not accept me, in spite of my serious condition. I ended up at another hospital that did accept me. I stayed there over night without my parents. I was okay this first night by myself. By the next day my serious condition had finally been diagnosed. I had developed a life-threatening form of bronchial-asthma. Actually, I had previous signs of asthma but didn’t know it. It started when I was in the sixth grade. I remember episodes of gasping for air. It would start after running or playing with my neighborhood friends. I would start wheezing, then gasping for air. I couldn’t breath. My eyes would start watering as though I was crying. I would walk home in this condition going through the back door of our house into the kitchen and straight to the refrigerator for some water. I didn’t know it then, but my body’s intelligence knew what I needed – water. I always felt better after drinking water.
So had I, or my parents, been medically astute, we would have known that I had already developed asthma before the hospital diagnosed me. I’ll never forget hearing the doctor telling my parents that my condition was so serious, that children who developed such a serious case of my condition stood a 70% chance of dying. That particular doctor told my parents that my chances were slim. I remember my poor mother crying. The thought of losing one of her children is what I believe to have been the precursor to a serious nervous breakdown months later that rendered my mother in a state of mannequinism.
I remember the nurses administering this purple colored drug to me. Moments later, the stuff was all over the hospital floor. I regurgitated almost every drop of it. Again, I didn’t know it, but my body’s intelligence was working on my behalf.
By the second and final night at the hospital, I remember having a serious talk with God while crying. I guess you could say that my strong relationship with God started at age twelve. I begged God for forgiveness for all the bad things that I had done, especially for the mistreatment of my siblings, always pinching and pulling the covers off of my little brother Michael and sister Michelle. I remember telling God that I would be good from here on out if I was granted more time to live. I remember this talk with God vividly.
Well, the next day my mother decided to check me out of the hospital against medical advice, which was the beginning of the granting of my prayer to God, even though I didn’t know it then. I was already skinny as a child, but I had lost so much weight. I felt so light and so weak.
I left the hospital with a gift. Back in those days, you always left the hospital with a gift, which in most cases was body lotion, soap, and other hygiene supplies. But in my particular case, my gift from the medical establishment was a mental gift given in words from the doctor who appeared mad at my mother for checking me out of the hospital against his advice. The gift I received and would unwisely embrace for many years was that I would have bronchial-asthma for the rest of my life and that there was no cure for this condition. What a gift!
Back home, I began the traditional regimen of the Cooper family that was used to restore a sick child’s health – eating Campbell’s chicken noodle soup with salted crackers, Jello (I guess as a dessert or something), and drinking Bubble Up or 7-Up soda pop. Oh, and not to mention – consuming pharmaceutical drugs bought from the local pharmacy.
So by the grace, will and mercy of God, I escaped death at an early age for the second time. I would live the next fourteen years of my life with a disease or pathological condition known as bronchial-asthma, although the symptoms grew less and less as the years went by. By 1990, I started to experience severe headaches, which dominated my health more so than bouts of asthma attacks. I became a BC Power (a form of aspirin) junkie. The first signs of a headache would be dealt with by taking BC Powder and if this wasn’t available, I would purchase Bayer aspirin, the favorite and choice brand of aspirin of my paternal grandmother, Bertha Cooper.
I took so much aspirin, that my eyes were red like Ned the wino from the 70’s sitcom, “Good Times�. I had no clue that aspirin was destroying my liver, which was manifesting in my eyes. While working at an investigation agency in downtown Los Angeles, I eventually made the upgrade from BC Powder to Advil and became an Advil junkie.
So many other things bombarded my health for the first twenty-five years of my life that I could actually write a book on my diseases in early life, but by age twenty-six in the year 1996, my life would change forever. I had already made the transition into an aspiring intellectual, spiritual person, and researcher beginning in late 1989 by reading just about everything of substance that I felt played a role in life in general and my life in particular – African studies, female/goddess studies, mythology, politics, conspiracy, world history, language and etymology of words, religion and eastern philosophy, new age/metaphysical studies, etc. But there was one subject and field that I had never researched. It would become the best subject I ever researched and invested time and money in. That subject was natural health with an emphasis on herbology. I started to frequent a health food center in the Crenshaw District of Los Angeles called The Good Life. It was here at this little health center that my life would really change. I began to seriously learn about diet and health. The teachings of Elijah Muhammad really opened my eyes.
Here at the Good Life, I began to purchase health books and listen to awesome speakers speak about all the various modalities and concepts of health. Just about every local speaker at the Good Life embraced a concept and modality of health known as Afrikan Wholistic Health. Every week was an exciting and illuminating lecture and speaker, many of whom I became good friends with while becoming a student of their wisdom and knowledge.
I began to learn about vegetarianism firsthand from Sister Efa, the owner of the center. I began to learn about parasites and detoxifying from Doctah B. I was introduced to the wonderful world of aromatherapy by the lovely and very wise Sister Yuki. I began to learn about the benefits of drinking good and pure water from Brother Tarik. A guru by the name of M-Sadiki just opened me up to the whole new world of healthy living and the power of energy. The Good Life also invited many outside speakers to come through their doors and to teach and share what they knew. Many wonderful persons such as Howard Lynum, Jordan Maxwell, Dick Gregory, Laila O’Afrika, Dr. Patrice Newton, and Dr. Julia and Nathan Hare visited and spoke at the Good Life.
If I had to embrace one book that put me on the path that I am on now, it would have to be Dick Gregory’s Natural Diet for Folks Who Eat: Cookin’ With Mother Nature, by Harper & Row Publishers. This book changed my life and was the impetus I needed to become a vegan.
It was learning about mucus from local greats and herbalists Dr. Paul Goss, Dr. Sebi, and Doctah B that began me on my quest to cure myself of bronchial-asthma which, I had learned during my Good Life visiting days, was nothing more than a condition of mucus caused by my acidic diet and lifestyle growing up as a child and teen in South Los Angeles. I learned that mucus, the bad mucus, was the result of acid and that the opposite of acid was alkaline, which neutralized acid. It was basic common sense. I began researching all the expectorant herbs and immediately experimented with a few of them. The herb mullein reigned supreme of the expectorant herbs, followed by fenugreek. I mixed these two herbs together with cayenne pepper as a catalyst, and encapsulated them and started taking fifteen capsules a day. For the next two weeks I expectorated cupfuls of thick and sticky mucus that had a dark yellow and light green color to it. That mucus you coughed up when you were a child and your grandmother, uncles and aunts, and parents referred to as “cold.� It was that same mucus that came up when you coughed hard and it burned your lungs.
I had eventually learned that my diet was the cause of all this mucus in my body which was the cause of my many health ailments, especially the bronchial-asthma. I couldn’t believe it that it was eating and drinking all that stuff that I thought was ambrosial (food of gods) while growing up: Thanksgiving turkey, ham with pineapple rings, dressing, potato salad, sweet potato pie, barbecued ribs, grits, bacon, bologna and cheese sandwiches, potato chips, donuts, hamburgers, gumbo and crab legs, pork sausages, syrup and biscuits, schoolhouse cafeteria coffee cake, burritos (and all of the other things I was fed in the Los Angeles Unified School District), egg nog, chocolate bars, corner liquor store candies, cracklin’ pork skins, kool aid, collard greens, cornbread, ham hocks, neck bones, hog head cheese, Vienna sausage and potted meat, refined breads and crackers, soda pop, pudding and Jello, ice cream French fries and baked potatoes, pop tarts, boiled eggs, commercial brand cereals (Frosted Flakes, Fruit Loops, Diggem’ Smacks, Lucky Charms, Fruity Pebbles, etc.) and a host of other things too voluminous to name in this article.
After learning the truth about what I ate growing up and the nexus to the diseases I suffered, I instantly felt betrayed by every authoritative source in my life. I thought to myself, how could they not know about the things that I had learned from the Good Life and Dick Gregory?
I have come to learn that God and God’s truth is the only authority worth bowing down to and live this principle on a daily basis. I only trust in God and the truth, justice, wisdom, understanding and knowledge that comes from God. I have learned to take my own life and my own health in my own hands.
After two weeks of induced expectoration caused by the herbal concoction I mixed, I could actually breathe again. It was so powerful! I felt so elated. Even as a little boy when I began to believe that being sick was a natural part of life, deep inside my heart I knew there had to be a better way of living. I used to actually fantasize as a teen about living without disease and creating magical cures. I never realized the power of energy. Because I subconsciously sent this kind of healing energy out, I attracted this energy unto myself that would eventually allow me to live without the diseases I was suffering from and that many people succumb to. God and life are so amazing! Defeating bronchial-asthma led me into finding a remedy to defeat my constant headaches. Again, the answer was found in herbs and modifying my diet and lifestyle. Changing my diet and lifestyle, which included my thought pattern, eliminated the headaches. More peace and good health in my life eradicated stress. Stress had played a major role in my recurring headaches.
Now, looking back on my entire life, everything happened for a reason. I had to be very sick as a child and youth in order to know sickness in order to heal sickness with God’s remedies and knowledge. I now know both sides of the spectrum – sickness/disease and optimal health. There’s no disease today that cannot be cured. With god’s remedies that are found abundantly in nature and with strong belief, faith and willpower, you can overcome any disease that plagues you. This is true and I am living proof of this fact. Without ever going to medical school or any university or college for that matter, I learned to cure myself of every disease that plagued me, and more importantly, I learned what caused the diseases. Through the principle of cause and effect, I can now prevent disease. Knowledge of what causes a disease can prevent the disease. Truly, knowledge is power!
By the end of 1996, I no longer had bronchial-asthma. After a few years, when my wife Jeannine and I decided to create a herbal business and share these remedies to the people at large, we decided to name the herbal formula that I used to cure my bronchial-asthma as “Mucus Buster�, which is available today from our on-line business. I have since developed many more natural remedies utilizing Nature’s herbs that can help to heal humanity from every disease that plagues it, coupled with a modified diet and lifestyle, of course.
So today, the little sickly boy who grew up as Earnest LaShun Cooper, Jr. in South Los Angeles is a very healthy and happy person and spiritualist-herbalist named Djehuty Ma’at-Ra and who is the proud father of two beautiful children, Layla and Asim, who will truly benefit from all that their father went through, learned and experienced in the days of his youth. The same is true for many people who read my articles and purchase the many wonderful formulas and products that are offered to the world at large from DHERBS and many other businesses in existence today that specialize in natural healing and natural remedies. www.dherbs.com
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