Witnessing the media comments on both doctors and the healthcare system in Australia, I feel to share a recent personal experience of Western medicine in action, which was nothing short of exceptional.
I had been diagnosed with hypothyroidism a few years ago but had felt that my body was becoming devitalised in spite of the medication, a synthetic type of thyroxine prescribed routinely for this condition in Australia. I was losing weight rapidly, had dark circles under my eyes, my blood pressure and sleep cycle were very erratic and I was, by turns, racy or had little energy to do anything, including activities I absolutely love. My body was clearly indicating something was awry, so I decided to look more deeply into what was happening with my health.
This proved to be a great decision on many, many levels.
I referred myself to a local endocrine specialist to discuss and address the possible causes for the change in my health. The doctor I met with listened attentively and respectfully to what I shared about my symptoms and treatment to date, asking clarifying questions and making notes throughout. In itself, this respect for me as a patient who knew my body, was very confirming. His avowed philosophy was that the patient is the one who holds the keys to both the aetiology of their illness and to their healing. I had a clear sense that this doctor knew how to exercise true patient care.
What this doctor then shared about his understanding of the endocrine system was profoundly insightful; I had never before heard anyone speak about it in such a deeply honouring manner and I was very moved. He explained that he sees the endocrine system as being exactly the same as the solar system, with all the glands interconnected in an amazingly precise and delicate order. He referred to the thyroid gland as being like the Saturn of the solar system and asked me to consider what effect it might have if Saturn wobbled just a degree or two off of its orbit.
I paused in a moment of reflection, almost shocked by the profound nature of the implications of this. I felt the truth in this analogy, and how aghast I would be if Saturn did ‘wobble.’ Yet, of equal importance is my own thyroid and I had allowed it to wobble so very severely, in total disregard of the effects this would have on the whole body. I was humbled yet, at the same time felt, possibly for the first time ever, how exquisitely intricate and beautifully delicate is our endocrine system. This was the first time I appreciated this endocrine fact and this amazing doctor’s deep appreciation for the human body.
He then proposed an array of blood tests in line with the symptoms I had shared. He also offered possible diagnoses, which the blood tests would or would not confirm. He spoke about the mix of medication and lifestyle changes that would be necessary to address these likely outcomes, including an extended rest period to allow my body to heal in full.
I returned to his surgery two weeks later to discuss the test results. The doctor shared how there had been an extensive number of blood tests carried out – 13 pages in total – which again confirmed to me his commitment to leaving no stone unturned in truly profiling the cause and the effects of this illness in my body. His initial diagnosis was not confirmed and other anomalies in my blood had required both further investigation and consultation with colleagues – a biochemist and a parathyroid specialist – in a neighbouring city.
Once again, I was moved by the natural humility and openness of this man: he was not attached to his initial diagnosis and had moved straight away to consult with colleagues about areas which lay a little outside his immediate area of expertise: again, his aim was to uncover the root cause of my condition and so he was placing patient care at the heart of his treatment.
The root cause turned out to be a parathyroid issue, which had remained undetected until now. Because of this, both my thyroid and my adrenals were severely fatigued. As we scanned the numbers on the pages that represented my blood, we both commented on the extent to which my body had been basically ‘busting a gut’ to keep me healthy and operating all these years that this condition had remained undetected…not only by the medical profession, but by me. Another moment of humility for me and the realisations that my condition was more akin to the nature of the ‘hidden’ twelfth planet, as well as how I had allowed my own bodily awareness to drop to such a degree that I had not noticed this at all until my energy levels dropped severely.
The doctor himself was again open in his sharing that we know relatively little about the parathyroid glands, in fact, very little about our endocrine system per se. This rang true to me and I contacted an esoteric practitioner, who advised me that, in esoteric terms, parathyroid conditions arise when we do not live our delicateness. I knew this to be true of myself – most of my life, prior to connecting with the esoteric teachings of Universal Medicine, had been lived in the push and the drive of academic achievement and success in my career. Delicateness was something I felt, but overrode this, under the belief that it was only something for infants who were self evidently physically vulnerable. But delicateness in a woman of the world? No – not until my body nudged me by sharing that it needed me to return to my delicateness once more. Given the anatomical position of the parathyroids in the throat area, the contemplation of how my words, sounds, speech and singing need henceforth to be delicate was instant and is something I am now connecting with daily.
I also contemplated how few of us do live in true delicateness, or, indeed, even see this as a quality to be appreciated. And yet, how will we ever fully understand these glands if we do not live the energy / quality they were designed to express?
The doctor also scheduled an extensive hormone regimen for me to follow in support of all three affected glands, as well as advising me that the treatment for the parathyroid will be a process of elimination, starting with medication and followed by surgical procedures if this is required. He again advised rest to support my body through this process.
I left his surgery not just with medication and a treatment plan, but with so many significant revelations.
- I learned what makes a true doctor – openness, humility, true patient care, doing what is needed when it is needed, communication, willingness to put the patient first, collaboration with colleagues, a reverence for, and appreciation of, the human body and a deep respect for what the patient knows about their illness.
- I connected with my own deep reverence for the endocrine system and an openness to living the energy it needs to operate in true health
- I felt a new humility about my body’s willingness to maintain me in a state of health for such a long time
- I was full of appreciation of Western medicine – its doctors and its pharmacology
- I understood and appreciated how esoteric and western medicine can indeed work together to bring about not only healing for patients, but also to enrich our collective understanding of how our bodies work in terms of their physiology and biochemistry and in terms of the role of our expressed energy has in either harming or healing them.
The marriage of Western Medicine and Esoteric Medicine is now a deeply appreciated aspect of my life. Together they are healing me personally and this healing is on offer for all others who choose to utilise the two together in this way.
Dedicated to Serge Benhayon, who has long presented how humanity will be blessed by the union of western medicine and esoteric medicine. It has certainly been demonstrated to be so in this case.