Wednesday, November 17, 2010

An Article from USA Today Got My Attention


On November 16th, U. S. A. Today ran an article that discussed how hospital care has been fatal for some patients. The results of a study by Medicare is alarming- 44% of people in the hospital had injuries that were preventable and 1 in 7 patients experienced serious harms due to hospital stays.

Did you know that 15,000 people die each month from Medical MISTAKES? That’s 3 times the amount of American deaths than Vietnam War casualties! I believe that medicine is the number three killer in the country next to cancer and heart attacks. Taking care of your body is important! Focus on wellness now so you don’t need medicine and hospitals!

Learn more about the article by clicking here-

http://www.healthfinder.gov/news/newsstory.aspx?docID=646014



Monday, November 1, 2010

John and Michael - A Story of Life, Death & Meaning by Dr. Ronald Sinagra

I could not have written this column ten, five or even a few years ago. As my 45th year draws to a close, my outlook on life has changed. My goals of success and the avenues I chose to obtain them kept leaving me empty and personal happiness seemed to be elusive. I did achieve some of my goals such as: graduating chiropractic college, establishing a private practice and obtaining financial and material success. Why then did I feel that something was missing in my life? These achievements are the one I yearned for as a child. Society makes you believe that success is the answer to a happy life. I believed the old adages to be true. You worked hard to build a career then happiness and financial success would follow.

The rich and powerful know something that you and I don’t know. Success, money and power do not satisfy our soul or bring happiness. Only once these pursuits are obtained do we realize that these things are not what we really wanted. Read any tabloid about Hollywood. We peruse stories about the rich and famous whose lives are filled with anger, deceit, excess, pain and unhappiness. Yet, most of us feel that if we had their success we would get it right. We would know better. The rich and powerful have every problem we do except for money, which ironically leads to a host of problems we never even think about. Our real goals should be contentment and inner peace. Success is good and money is good. They just cannot and do not satisfy the soul.

I want to share a story of two men who greatly impacted my life. The first story is about my high school friend, Michael, who had everything to live for but lost his life to a horrific illness. The second story is about John, whose last name I don’t even know. John did all he could just to stay alive. These men never met but their stories taught me many powerful lessons, which helped fill the emptiness in myself.

In the fall of 2002, Michael invited me to the city for dinner. His wife was away visiting family and we were planning a boy’s night out. Michael was one of those people who had it all. He was handsome, intelligent funny and successful. After graduating college, he worked for a Wall Street firm and made his first million in his early thirties. He married a beautiful girl and had two wonderful children. He owned a house in the Hamptons and a loft in Manhattan. Michael made plans for us to have dinner at his favorite restaurant. We met and as we were walking, I noticed that he was limping. I didn’t think much of it at the time and told him to see a neurologist. Michael called me after seeing the doctor. He told me that the neurologist wasn’t sure what was wrong but there was a chance he might have Lou Gehrig’s disease. He asked me if this diagnosis was serious. My heart lurched in my chest and I knew in that one second that life would never be the same for my friend, his family and all those who loved him. It was Lou Gehrig’s disease and we all watched helplessly as Michael wasted away. He died less than two years later and it was a devastating loss to so many of us. He was a special man and I miss him terribly.

I met John in the late 1990’s while attempting to dock my boat at the beach. It was a very windy day and the water was whipping about. John jumped onto his boat and guided me so that I could successfully maneuver my boat into the slip. He is a kind and friendly person. After that, I did not see him for a couple of years until we bumped into each other at the gym. I would see him there often and we would talk extensively. One day I noticed that John did not look well. He had lost weight and his color was off. I asked him how he was feeling. He told me he had a serious heart condition and was dying. His wife was with him as he explained his condition. She said nothing but I could feel her sadness and pain. John needed a heart transplant and was running out of time. As the months passed, I did not see John again at the gym. I could not help but think the worst. Did John lose his fight? I thought he did. Then one day while visiting the gym, I looked out at the track and saw John running! He received a heart and a chance at a new life. His wife was with him and she radiated happiness like a spring day. This was a special day I won’t forget. I learned a lesson about what really is important to an individual and the answer is life and love!

My friend Michael had more success and money than most of us will ever have yet in the end, it was meaningless to him and all who loved him. What is important is life and Michael would have traded all his success and wealth just to be alive. SO what really matters in the end? It is life! This is a powerful lesson. Nothing is more important than being alive and every day of our lives should be a celebration. We allow so many distractions to get in the way of the simple joy of just living. We worry and get stressed over unimportant things in our daily routines and miss the simple beauty of God’s most precious gift, life. During a recent gym workout, I overheard some men talking. One man was predicting upcoming economic disaster and another was complaining about gas prices. I looked up and saw John running on the track. I yelled out to him and asked him if he cared about the economy? “No,” he said. “I’m just happy to still have problems to think about.” I was amazed by his answer. He is just happy to be alive, problems and all. The main thing is that he is still here to feel life and all the good, bad, joy and pain that comes with it.

We as human beings do something that no other animal or creature on this plant does. We ask, “Why am I here?” An animal’s primary focus is food, shelter and reproduction. We yearn for more than survival. We think and question the meaning of life and happiness. We fill our younger years chasing falsehoods. We pursue money, success, power, sex and material possessions only to realize they cannot fulfill the soul or the void inside. It is only after chasing these falsehoods and coming up empty do we start to see what is important and what makes life meaningful.

I learned that a life of meaning is far more important than material success. As we search for happiness it becomes obvious that it is not something you obtain. It is a choice. You are either happy or you are not. There are no ordinary moments in life. We create our unhappiness by believing that something is missing in our lives. If I only had this or that is a life stealing way of thinking. It steals today for the promise of happiness tomorrow. Michael and John showed me that the most important thing in life is life. It is only when we wake each day thinking it is beautiful just to be alive can we start to enjoy life right now, right where we are. What is a life of meaning? It is not about wealth or success. It is about love and being loved and savoring each moment. It is about appreciating those moments that don’t last like your child’s first steps, a beautiful summer day, or a fine bottle of wine. I don’t believe there is one answer to the question of what denotes a meaningful life. I think there are many answers. Enjoy each moment and fill your life with love. Never forget that life is a fleeting and fragile entity absolute beauty.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Stop Dragging HArry

On a sunny, afternoon, Tim and Harry decide to play a round of golf. At the second hole, Harry keels over and dies. Tim approaches the tee and drives a long shot down the fairway. Tim, realizing what has happened to Harry, promptly picks him up and drags him to the third hold. This continues throughout Tim's life.

How many times in life are you Tim? "Harry" is regret and guilt and Tim won't leave him behind. There is no need to carry such a heavy load, but instinctively, Tim won't let go. Instead, Tim marches through life carrying "Harry" everywhere he goes. It is time to bury "Harry!" The question is why do we burden ourselves with regret and guilt? What purpose do they serve? I am not saying that mistakes should be forgotten. On the contrary, they need to be learned from and put to rest. You must heal old wounds.

One of the toughest lessons I learned is getting past the guilt over mistakes I made. This is especially hard if you hurt another person. Guilt has some very devastating and unique characteristics. The main feature of guilt over other emotions is that the individual may carry the original pain of an event with him/her for years. Many people believe that putting the pain and guilt of past events behind them is a selfish act. They may feel it is disrespectful to the party they injured if they don't feel guilty. Somehow, the only way to repair the damage is to continue with the pain and guilt for years sometimes even a lifetime. This line of thinking must be changed to move on and get past this useless and enervating emotion.

There is a very simple way to get past guilt. It is not easy, yet it simple. You have to ask yourself a basic question: "Can I change the past?" The answer of course is no. If you cannot change the past, what is the most productive and positive way to deal with it? Learn from it. The best way to overcome guilt is to make sure that whatever mistakes you made in the past never happen again. Do not forget to ask for forgiveness. The act of asking for forgiveness is healing in and of itself. It is important to remember that the person may not always accept the apology. The final step is to forgive ourselves. Forgiving yourself is a mature act that comes from deep inside. It is the final step in lifting the weight of guilt off your shoulders. Forgiving yourself allows you to move on. You leave behind the useless emotional pain of past mistakes. You finally bury "Harry."

Monday, September 27, 2010

What If...

Middle age is providing me with all the challenges I expected. The thinning gray hair is a way of life, I now gain weight just by looking at food and my reflection in the mirror is showing signs of forty plus years. What I did not expect is intense retrospection.

I find it fascinating that minor incidents can have a profound effect on how we see life. It is difficult not to look back at my life and wonder “what if.” The “what if” in my life involves reacting more often with kindness, compassion and forgiveness rather than the alternative. This is not a guilt thing. I don’t believe I am a bad person, just a flawed one. I have made some terrible mistakes. Looking back, almost all the great things that occurred in my life happened when I was kind, forgiving, compassionate and loving. I can also testify that most of the bad things happened when I was angry, jealous, bitter and hateful. What if I expressed the good emotions more often than the bad? How different would my life be?

It is obvious that acting with kindness and love is far superior to the opposite. Why then don’t we do it more often? It is because of our ego. We use it like a shield to protect ourselves from hurt. We project this shield to quell our deepest fears of hurt and rejection. Many view vulnerability as a weakness but this is far from the truth. Our world is paradoxical. Real strength is shown when you are vulnerable and there is no greater false strength than ego. It is my opinion that acting out in anger is a defense mechanism, the ego raising its shield so to speak! How would a situation change if we had the courage to say I am hurt or I’m scared of losing you? We should not be afraid of just letting our true feelings surface. It is regrettable that our lives can be shaped and our destiny rooted by protecting our ego. We lose friendships, family and personal relationships because we never express our true feelings. It is tragic to let love go unshared just to avoid hurting our ego. It is time to drop the shield.

The “what if” concept of looking back at life really got me thinking. A good start is being more vulnerable and less protective of you. Where do we go from here? What is next? It finally occurred to me that the most powerful force we all possess is the spoken word. Words have a great impact and a lasting effect upon others. How we speak to others can have monumental consequences. In life, who hurt you the most? Who had the most positive loving effect on your life? It comes down to the spoken word and words last! When I was in the eighth grade, I had a falling out with the so-called “cool” crowd. The situation turned nasty and at one point these individuals were making fun of me calling me various names. I can still feel the pain as if it were yesterday. On a lighter note, I also remember when my eleventh grade girlfriend told me she loved me. It still brings a smile to my face. Words wield power. They are suggestive and can be used positively or negatively. Looking back, I would have done things differently. I should have told my parents that I loved them a lot more than I did. In past relationships, I used words in a way that left scars. I retaliated with words when I felt hurt or threatened. I should not have used words as weapons but to express my love to those people I care most about. We need to remember the impact of our spoken words and we must choose them wisely.

My final analysis is a look back on my actions. This area is the most difficult as we all have behavior we wish we could change. When I was 21 years old and attending Chiropractic College, I met a beautiful southern girl from Stone Mountain, Georgia. Her name was Nancy and she was kind, soft-spoken and innocent. I never heard her say anything mean or negative. We dated while I was in school and we loved each other. She wanted to get married and stay in Georgia. I knew my future was in New York and marriage would be to my chiropractic practice. I broke her heart when I left to come home. Through the years we stayed close and kept in touch even after she married. One day the phone rang and it was Nancy. She asked if I would come and visit. I knew something was wrong and she told me she had brain cancer. I left the next week for Georgia and visited with her family. I even met her husband and children. We all sat and talked and slowly people started to leave the room until we were alone. We walked out back into the woods holding hands and reminiscing. Nancy was now 35 years old and chemotherapy and radiation had ravaged her body. To me she was as beautiful as the day we met. She thanked me for coming to see her and went to give me a romantic kiss. I was taken aback and my instant reaction was to push her away. She apologized but I could see the hurt in her eyes. I assured her it was fine and I ignored the incident. Soon it was time to go and I told her to be strong so she could beat the cancer. I think we both knew that I was lying and we would never see each other again. We both cried as I left. I can still see her waving good-bye. Nancy died a few months later. Many years later, as I look back to that day, my understanding of the events has changed. Time has given me a new perspective. After Nancy’s death, I spoke to her mom and she told me I was Nancy’s true love. It was no accident that her family left the room when I visited. They wanted to let their dying daughter see the boy she loved so many years ago. I do know one thing for sure; I should have kissed her! Some nights I stay awake wishing I had another chance. In life there are only so many chances to love. I missed it and there is no second chance. Looking back, I just should have done it. Damn the morality, I just should have kissed her!

I believe it is a very good thing to look back at life and ask “What if?” Acting with kindness, being vulnerable, choosing our words carefully and revising our actions challenges us to grow. To question our past helps us enhance our lives in the future. I wondered how life would be different if you went back and could make changes. You can never go back except in your mind. That’s the point of this column. When we examine our past and the things we can’t change but wish we could, we become more aware of the next opportunity. The second chance. World history teaches us that nations who forget their past tend to repeat it. This is true for the individual as well. If we don’t look back at our lives and accept our mistakes and learn from them, we tend to repeat them. As I look back on my first forty years, there are too many times I wished “What if?” If I get another forty, I want to look back when it’s over and say thank God “I did!”

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Key To Happiness Is...

I have always been fascinated by the mind/body connection. My fascination has led me to read many books by philosophers, theologians, sages, and doctors of all types. There appears to be one common thing that is shared by all; that our thinking if our most powerful asset, either positive or negative. The process of thought can dictate our health, happiness, success, etc. As a doctor I realized many years ago that my happy patients were my most healthy. I have also discovered that happiness is a choice and true happiness comes from within and cannot be obtained from anything external. I have some stories and quotes that have helped me and many others grasp this concept.

Too many times in life we blame others for our dilemma – “my boss,” “my ex-spouse,” “my kids” – without facing responsibility. One philosopher put it this way and I quote, “It is better for you to take responsibility for life as it is, instead of blaming others or circumstances for your predicament. As your eyes open, you’ll see that your state of health, happiness, and every circumstance of your life has been in large part, arranged by you consciously or subconsciously.” This is a very tough concept to understand, let alone live by. I do know one thing, that if you try to look at life this way, you become free. If my thinking and actions have created my life, then if I change my thinking I can change my life. I am in control because I blame no one. I am essentially free!

I found a story that I think says it all: There was a construction worker who would sit down at work with the other workers, open his lunch pail and start to complain, “Son of a gun!” he’d cry, “Not peanut butter and jelly.”

This went on for weeks until finally one worker was so sick and tired of hearing him complain he shouted, “My God man, if you don’t like peanut butter and jelly, tell your wife to make you something different.”

“What do you mean ‘wife’?” he replied, :I am not married, I make my own sandwiches.”

This humorous tale is quite profound. We all make our own sandwiches, sometimes we just forget. It was difficult then for me to understand bad things that occur in life. It left me confused – if I was generally happy, then what about bad times or tragedies? Why do they occur?

The same philosopher also told this story: An old man and his son worked a small farm with only one horse to pull the plow. The horse ran away.

“How terrible!” cried the neighbors, “What bad luck!”

“Who knows if it is good luck or bad luck,” the farmer replied.

A week later the horse returned from the mountains, leading five wild mares into the barn.

“What wonderful luck!” said the neighbors.

“Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?” the old man replied.

The next day, the son, trying to tame one of the horses, fell and broke his leg.

“How terrible! What bad luck!”

“Good luck? Bad luck?”

The army came to all the farms to take the young men for war. The farmer’s son was of no use to them, so he was spared.

“Good? Bad?”

Everything has a purpose in life! A purpose. We may not understand it, we may not want it, but lessons in life are a part of the journey. It is also apparent that it is not what happens in these lessons that is as important as how we handle them. Do we grow and become wiser? Or bitter and say ‘why me?’ Happiness is a choice, enjoy your lunch!

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Life! This is No Dress Rehearsal by Dr Ronald Sinagra

In 1985 I went out and bought myself an expensive pair of Sergio Valenti pants and a matching shirt with a zipper up front. I thought I looked great. I looked ridiculous. These clothes were my best so I kept them tucked away in my closet so they would not get ruined. Then one day I went through my closet and found this awful outfit still wrapped in the plastic from the dry cleaners. It was my Sergio Valenti pants and shirt! I thought I would save them for a special occasion but when I found them they were useless for they had gone way out of style. That was my first experience in realizing that life is no dress rehearsal.

As silly as my clothing story is, it really has some meaning behind it. In our culture we tend to hold back as if we were coming back. Life is lived once in the context that we understand. Here on this planet there is but one go around. So what the heck are we waiting for? As the pace of life quickens you must find the balance between living today as if you were going to die tomorrow and working and saving as if you were going to live forever. This is a major key in balancing life. I have noticed that many of us tend to view and live our lives as if there will always be a tomorrow. We wait for the special occasions to use the good china or wear the new outfit. Unfortunately someday we wake to find the events we saved our fine things for have passed us by. That special day in all our lives is today.

When you come to the awareness that life is not a dress rehearsal your perspective on how you see and treat others can change. If you were to die and upon reaching heaven you were to ask God to give you just one more day, what would you do differently? How would you love your spouse? How would you love your children and family? How would you see the world? There is an old saying “life is a dream.” Most of us believe that we have a spirit and this body is the temporary home for our soul. Most of us also believe that when we die we go to heaven and this is an eternal spiritual place. So life on the grand scale is a physical dream as compared to our true eternal spirit. Imagine you were dreaming. In this dream you are hoarding your money and possessions and holding back your love from the people in your life that need it most. All of a sudden you wake up. Would you not feel foolish? Would you not ask yourself, “Why did I act this way?” “Why did I hold back and not tell the people that I love that I really do love them?” “I should have lived that dream to its fullest.” I really do believe that our lives are physical dreams. One day we will look back at our lives as we do when we awake from a dream and say “if I only knew, I would have done things so differently.” Awareness of the big picture helps keep life in perspective.

Americans in particular like to strive, a new car, a bigger house, etc. How much is enough? When do we stop striving and start arriving? There is nothing wrong with wanting more or nicer things. There is however a trap that comes with striving. The trap is that we tend to look and focus on what we do not have, and overlook what we do have. As soon as we get one thing our thirst is only satisfied momentarily and then we move to our next desire. Taking time out to enjoy the things in life makes acquiring them worthwhile. It is important not to lose today yearning for “things” tomorrow.

In a few years you probably won’t remember any of the problems that confront you today. In fifty years most people reading this won’t be alive. In a hundred years more than 99% of the population will never know you and I ever existed. This life is a short dream. You can’t sweat the small stuff. Life is not a dress rehearsal, this is not a preseason. It’s game time and the clock is ticking. Take time to give, love, and see the beauty of this life. Today is the only guarantee we have.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Hey Coach - Thank You by Dr Ronald Sinagra

There are certain people or times in your life that leave an indelible mark. The experience is powerful, and so positive that it stays with you throughout your life. The irony is that when you’re going through it you do not realize its impact. You may at times even hate that person. It may not be until years later that you look back and see the magnitude of this individual’s effect on your life. I was fortunate to have a coach that taught me the fundamentals of honor, discipline, self-respect and success. I thought it was time to say thank you.

It is remarkable how fate can change your life with such subtlety. It can be as simple as a walk through one door and not the other, or a chance meeting on line in a store. Whatever the circumstances, major events can have minor beginnings. My experience began when my football coach wanted me to stay in shape during the winter. He requested me to join the wrestling team. Coach was the dean of discipline. I feel certain his disciplinary approach had some influence on the “request” for me to join the team. Wrestling was not on top of my list of things to do. I was a sophomore and the idea of rolling around on a mat in tights was not appealing. As per my football coach’s “request,” I joined.

I attended A.G. Berner High School in Massapequa. I was on the Junior Varsity team when I met “Coach.” From the moment we met, he would constantly beleaguer me. He drove all of us hard and many a time I considered quitting team. Sensing this, he would pull me aside and tell me, “The door is for quitters, I didn’t think you ‘were a quitter.” Then he would grin and you knew he cared. No one ever left.

Wrestling is a unique sport. Classified as a team sport, it is also the ultimate individual sport. Success comes from within. Coach would always tell us to persevere and work as hard as we could. Preparation and conditioning were the keys to success. I vividly remember that sometimes Coach would be annoyed when you lost. Then other times he would give you a hug or a pat on the back. I didn’t understand! Then I realized he would only blast you when you quit, were not in shape, or were afraid; basically, when you let yourself down. Coach was teaching us not to fear life and give it our best shot. Self-respect and self-discipline were taught and learned. “Respect everyone and fear no one,” was a favorite mantra. Coach had a way of giving you confidence to do your best, to go for it and to dig down deep within yourself to show that you are capable of levels of success that you never thought possible. Coach also taught us to lose with dignity and honor. We were not allowed to blame others. He would say, “Go home and look in the mirror. Did you prepare yourself, practice hard, and give it your all without quitting? How can you lose when you’re already a winner?” He was turning boys into men and more importantly, he never quit on us!

So here is the irony. Did I win a State Championship or a County Title? No. I was actually not a very good wrestler and I never listened to Coach back, then. I didn’t listen until years later, when I faced the challenges of the academic and real world. It was when I feared failing Chiropractic school that I remembered all the lessons Coach had preached. Chiropractic was my dream and those lessons of self-discipline and never quitting, made it a reality. To this day, when I apply the lessons I learned from Coach to my life, I never fail. It was an honor and privilege to wrestle for Coach Jim. I owe him a debt of gratitude I can never repay. I want Jim to know he made a huge difference in my life and the lives of many others! Hey Coach - Thank you!


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Envy of Angels by Dr Ronald Sinagra

Have you ever noticed how many places the word “God” is used in our culture? It is printed on our currency,“ In God We Trust.” Our criminal justice system requires a swearing in with our hand on a Bible and we are told to tell the truth “so help you God.”A chorus of “God Bless America” starts the seventh inning stretch in baseball. When you sneeze, “God bless you” is a common response. The use of “God” pervades our culture and vocabulary on purpose because our forefathers did not want us to forget what is vital. So why have we lost the understanding of our true nature and spiritual existence? Is it political correctness? I am not sure. What I am sure of is that when we lose our connection to “God” we mislay our true spiritual self. A man alone is a small thing, but a man who is conscious and connected to his “God” and spiritual side is a great thing. Our physical existence is so fleeting, beautiful and fragile that one might call it the “Envy of Angels.”

Do you believe in heaven or angels? I certainly do. If you do, then you understand heaven is a place we go to when we leave the physical body. Almost everyone who came before us is there. So this body is not who we really are. It is the temporary home of our soul and spirit. Life is just a temporary departure from our true home, our true existence. We are spiritual beings on a physical journey, not the other way around. If we can remember this each day so much stress and unhappiness we create for ourselves will disappear. We can then embrace our journey with grace and enjoy its twists and turns such as: hard work, personal struggles, raising children and growing older. If we remember our spiritual side we can savor each part of our lives. How sad it must be to view only the physical body and its 70 to 80 years of possible life span and label it as whom we really are. All too often we see the retired athlete or Hollywood starlet who no longer can compete with younger stars crumble into despair. They believe all that is good is gone and never see the big picture. When we detach our true selves from this body, we can see the glory of this short life and embrace each phase. So why would angels envy us? It is because of our humanity! We are perfect in our imperfection. Being human is beautiful and the spiritual world can only look back and remember what it was like. To angels, our whole life is just like the “good old days.” The things that we take for granted are what angels miss. Our society overrates the material at the expense of the spiritual and we all get caught up in it. Do you think any angel or soul in heaven would look back at life and miss: a car, a house or material possessions? No way! They would miss the touch of a child’s hand, the feel of sand between their toes, a spring breeze, a chill in the air, their first kiss, falling in love, the smell of a holiday meal and the comfort of home. And yes, pain. Pain is also a part of this experience. It lets us know we are alive both physically and emotionally. Anyone who lives their life avoiding pain never really grows or can fully experience life. Angels probably yearn for the things we fail to appreciate. Just a chance to be alive! When we look at life as a spiritual being having a physical experience, it is incredibly liberating. Viewing our bodies as a “loner” and not designating them as who we are allows us not to stress about growing older and all the other self-perceived physical attributes which we dislike. Unlike our physical bodies, we are perfect. This imperfect, flawed, aging body is just a temporary home used for our journey! It’s also important to remember that you can’t age thought! Your thoughts do not age, unless you let them. Do not let an old person into your head.

Live every day to the fullest as time is a fleeting thing. Embrace all stages of this life. See it, feel it, taste it, touch it, just love it. Somewhere, there’s an angel who wishes they were in your shoes.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Valley of the Blind by Dr. Ronald Sinagra

Author H. G. Wells wrote a story called “Valley of the Blind”. It is about a traveler who is lost in the mountains and is facing certain death. This formerly wiry man is on the edge of exhaustion when he discovers a hidden valley. Upon entering this valley, he finds a thriving community but as he looks closely, he realizes all the people are blind. Not only are they blind, they don’t even have eyes. These people welcome him and save his life. As he talks to them, he realizes not only do they not have eyes, they never did. The concept of vision is beyond their comprehension. In time, he meets and falls in love with a daughter of one of the community leaders. He asks for and is granted her hand in marriage. All goes well until the community leaders hear of his talk of vision, which is creating chaos among the people. Eventually the leaders no longer tolerate the newcomer’s talk of blue skies, green pastures and the like as it goes against all their teaching. The traveler is told he cannot marry and will be put to death for heresy. He is given a choice though. If he has his eyes removed and promises to cease speaking of vision, he will be spared. In the middle of the night, the traveler sneaks away leaving behind his love and faces death alone in the mountains. He would rather face death than give up his vision and be forced to live a lie in the valley of the blind.

I have shared this story because it is the perfect metaphor for many issues facing Americans at the present time. It appears that many of us have the eyesight of an eagle and the vision of a clam. We are currently in a nationwide debate on health care reform. Don’t be fooled. This is not a debate on reform but a debate on who pays for a failing system. We have not examined its approach, methods, or most importantly, its results. The World Health Organization ranks the United States 37th in the world regarding health. We are just ahead of Slovenia and behind Costa Rica and Columbia. The United States spends 45% more on health care costs than every other country in the world. Our debate on health care is not asking the most vital question; “Can our current system work?” I believe it cannot work and we as a nation are not willing to look at the truth. I want to share some startling facts about our health care system. The United States represents only 5% of the world’s population, yet we consume 45% of the world’s prescription drugs. The American Medical Association reported that “conventional medical treatment” is the third leading cause of death for Americans. From 1993-2003, over 7.8 million people died as a result of conventional medical treatment and medical mistakes. These numbers are staggering. This is more dead Americans than every war the United States has ever fought COMBINED! Recently, I viewed a talk show and the host asked a medical doctor why we ranked so low in the world regarding health. He replied it was due to the 40 million Americans without health insurance. I was dumbfounded. To fix our crisis you give 40 million uninsured individuals access to the third leading cause of death in this country? True reform would include a stark look at all aspects of health care, not just access and payment by principle and practice.

Why is this happening? How can we have the best medical doctors, hospitals, and technology, spend the moist money, and still fail? There is a simple answer to this. Our system is not designed for health. If asked to define health, most people give the wrong answer. People just don’t know. “Taber’s Medical Dictionary says: Health is a state in which all body function is normally active, not merely the absence of disease, infirmities, and symptoms.” What is the primary role of our hospitals and medical doctors? It is to treat disease and infirmities. In the definition, Taber states that health consists of more than what we obtain in our health care system. Are you starting to see the problem? There is health care and crisis care. Most of our system falls under crisis care and our country has the best crisis care in the world. I wouldn’t want to live without it. The problem arises when you use crisis care for health care. When this is done our system fails miserably. We need a system that educates people about health and one that promotes the maintenance of health and restoration of health in the sick. If we continue with our current “wait until it breaks” approach, combined with the over use of prescription drugs and surgery, we will continue to fail.

Our health care system has become a pawn of big drug company ideals and money. I believe we are not taught the meaning of health for a reason. If you understand the ideology of health, you will never accept drug therapy as health care. We are indoctrinated from childhood that over-the-counter and prescription drugs constitute health care. We are bombarded by all forms of media that the answer is drugs. Drug companies have a calculated plan to push this type of thinking. They now even bypass the M.D. by using television commercials to push their products. Patients now enter their doctor’s office and ask for a certain type of drug based on a commercial. After hearing the side effects in these television advertisements, are you surprised health is not the result? The conditioning of our society by this propaganda is astonishing. I have seen drug commercials for products that include possible side effects such as lymphoma, seizures, stroke, and death. Yes… death! P.T. Barnum would be proud. The M.D. is also the target of this plan. On September 9th, 2009, Newsday reported that Pfizer was fined $2.3 billion dollars for a marketing scheme. Federal agents called them a repeat corporate cheat for pushing their drugs with offers of golf trips, vacations and more. They even promoted drugs for conditions they are not approved for. As stated earlier, this is a calculated plan for you to believe that health care is drug therapy. The days of patients over profit are gone. This is big business working for huge profits, not for you.

America has become a dispensary for prescription drugs and what is lost along the way is health. Not only do we not look to restore health; we have lost faith in it. We empower disease and discredit health as our ultimate combatant for illness. We have reduced the healing power of a healthy body to an afterthought. We have learned to accept illness and put our faith in a laboratory with its drugs and its false promises of health. J.H. Tilden, M.D. said: “The study of disease per se leads to chaos. Only knowledge of health, the study of health can give true knowledge of disease, for disease is handicapped health”. Disease is a by-product of poor health and we have been falsely taught the opposite. This falsehood has people living in fear and focusing on illness and germ paranoia instead of working to be healthy. It can be seen quite clearly with the Swine Flu “pandemic”. The media and those promoting vaccine sales are creating a panic. There is no talk of staying healthy to prevent illness. Instead, we run like scared rats to get a shot. We have become powerless victims! Dr. Dennis T. Jaffe, in his book, “Healing From Within” offers a different viewpoint. “The patients must be guided towards discovering the healing powers that lie within him. Faith and pills and external treatments can be replaced by faith in oneself.”

It is my opinion that our system of health care is failing because it is ignoring the most powerful force on this planet… life! NASA searches the cosmos for life, yet with health care, we refuse to acknowledge this life force that animates all living creatures. The healing spark is real and tangible. Bernie Siegal, M.D., author of “Love, Medicine, and Miracles” says: “Within each of us there is a spark, call it a divine spark if you will. But it’s there and it can light the way to health.” Instead of embracing this God given miracle of life we choose to empower illness, disease, drugs and fear. Dr. Richard Cabot of Harvard University added this: “God and the wisdom of the human body constitutes ninety percent of the hope of patients to recover. The body simply has a super-wisdom, which is biased in favor of life rather than death. These are the powers on which all of us depend for life. I earnestly recommend the medical profession let the patient know of this great force within him.” We as a nation have done just the opposite. We have minimized our inner healer, making us feel like powerless victims. Enough! You have a choice. You can have faith in yourself and live a fearless life or you can scurry back to the valley of the blind. Have the courage to open your eyes. The choice is yours.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Boy With No Feet

One of my fondest memories as a boy was my grandfather. He was an Italian immigrant who truly came from nothing to live the American dream. He amassed wealth, friends, family and a knack for storytelling. His stories were meant to teach his children and grandchildren life’s lessons. One story was “The boy with no feet.” He told me that one winter he was so poor that he had to walk with no shoes. He was cold and feeling depressed about his condition. “Why me? Why must life be so hard for me? I don’t even have shoes!” he cried out. Then he came across a boy sitting in the alley, he had no FEET! It took me many years to truly appreciate what my grandfather was trying to teach me. “I felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes, until I saw the boy with no feet.” As with many of life’s lessons we tend to forget, this year I remembered.

The holidays are a beautiful time of the year. For some people they can be difficult. This year was a tough one for me. I was going through one of those periods when I was looking at my life half empty not half full. Maybe it’s Walt Disney’s fault but where is the white picket fence, and happily ever after? When I was young I always thought it would be simple. You graduate high school, then college, you call in love, get married, two kids, picket fence you know, happy! What happened? Through the glow of Christmas lights I keep thinking how different life really is as compared to what I believe it would be. I though the toughest task was to establish a career. I was wrong. It is relationships and/or marriage. They never taught us that in school. I do know one thing for certain. 60% of my friends have not failed at their career. So there I was over the holidays feeling depressed over things that might have been. Thinking how lonely and hard life can be. I was about to get a rude awakening.

I am a firm believer in God. I also believe that God may not have a written plan for everyone but he bathes us in opportunity. It is our job to see his wisdom in earthly events. A relative was very sick in December so I went to see her in the hospital. I found out what wing she was in and followed those silly lines on the floor. Thinking I was about to enter her wing, I walked into the pediatric oncology ward. I honestly believe this was one of God’s interventions. As I walked through the door I saw little girls with I.V.s in their arms and no hair on their heads. I was overcome with sadness. There were small boys with dark circles under their eyes wearing little baseball hats. My heart hit the floor. The ironic thing was the children were still acting like children. For the most part they just wanted to be kids. They did not totally understand, but their parents sure did. I did not think anything could move me more than seeing these kids until I saw the pain in their parents’ eyes. It was something so deep, so hurtful it defies description. I kept thinking how devastating it must be to be a parent and be powerless to help your baby. That must be the toughest pain this world can create. As I left the hospital I realized this as my “boy with no feet.”

The events of that day were a true wake up call. There are times when we all fall into a self pity mental state. Of all the blessings in our life we look to what is missing from our wish list. We rarely give thanks or feel good about how lucky we really are. I relived my experience in the hospital thousands of times in my head. I kept coming up with the same conclusion: I DON’T HAVE REAL PROBLEMS, I HAVE INCONVENIENCES. I believe that is true for most of us. When we examine how the rest of the world lives, we Americans need to give thanks and realize how blessed we are.

We all have disappointments and most of us probably feel something is missing at some level or wish things had turned out different in life. The lesson here is not to allow what we think is missing to overshadow all the good in our lives. As you think back to “the boy with no feet” ask yourself are you healthy? Is your family healthy? Do you have friends? If you answered yes, then you are truly a rich “man.” Finally, try to remember, if we are not happy with what we have why would God give us more? Life is good, let us not forget!