DOCTOR, HEALS YOURSELF
We deprived our soul of listening to birds singing on our window at sunrise and sunset which is a food for her
Sickness is when our soul finds an anomaly in the body, it deviates little by little until a final departure which we call death.
What is death? It is the withdrawal of a consciousness into a body.
We will talk about the role of a doctor and a medical practitioner further on.
Please be patient!
Since we are talking about doctors and medical practitioners, we will make of you, a well-informed patients.
We have become so sedentary, and domesticated that we do not know how to take the energy of the morning dew which mother nature has deposited every morning as a manna on our turf on which we should walk barefooted before the sun comes to steal it from us. This was swapped for the floor, carpet, sandals made of plastic or leather, supposedly to protect us against rheumatism, without knowing that:
“Walking barefoot on the earth is caressing the belly of mother.”
We wonder why peasants are so strong. It’s because they live well with nature. Maybe less now.
How many of us look at the sky to see the moon and the stars that would have exercised our eyes to see further on the horizon without the help of the prescribed glasses.
We have forgotten ourselves and maintain death rather than life.
We brood our own diseases and we would be treated by the doctors. Hence the adage; “Doctor heal yourself” yes, even a cancer for example is brooded very simply.
All these diseases could have been avoided if we had dedicated at least half an hour a day to ourselves. Socrates said: Know yourself and you will know the universe and the gods,” I say, appreciate yourself by taking care of your body so that the true inhabitant (your soul) can flourish and express itself. “A holy spirit in a holy body,” they say.
From: Shmy Dorcelin
* Thank you, Mr. Rimpel, for these writings. Man always tends to rely on others, forgetting that the body is a support for the soul that needs a clean environment for its survival.
Walking in the morning dew on the grass, which I learned from my grandmother, is lost in Haitian practices. Pawol pale pawol konprann.
DES.
Allende NICLAS May 18, 2020 at 7:17 pm
Tribute to your wife. These cases are very rare these days. A woman with you and behind you is always very good, especially in difficult times. Reply
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Jimmy Jean May 23, 2020 at 5:36 pm
Thank you Mr. Rimpel
Dimitry Samuel Pomier
June 17, 2020 at 12:32 pm
God saw that “men” had become so drawn together for their personal gratification, based on the three seductive powers (money, sex, and power), and that even the opposite sexes were mating in unnatural marriages, and that even religious leaders, and those of the various churches, were taking part, to the point of failing in their task of exhorting them according to divine morals and precepts. As a result, there was no longer any real room for God, who symbolizes “true love,” that he ended up allowing a “virus” to impose “social distancing” on them, in order to encourage them to genuine introspection. of their being, before normality returns.
DSP 02/04/20 corrected on 06/15/20.
Frantz RimpelJuly 2, 2021 at 11:26 pm
I did not want to influence anyone that is why I did not report part of this experience:
My stomach was swelling like a tire bladder or I thought it was going to burst. There, I was really scared, especially for my wife whom I hadn’t wanted to worry. I immediately remembered the Bible and what it said: All generations will call blessed. So I started to recite the Ave But (Hail Mary), After about ten recitations, I felt like a hand unscrewing the little cap of a tube, and my stomach began to deflate, and quite simply, everything went back to normal and that was the end of everything. Reply
Jimmy St-hilaire July 3, 2021 at 1:09 am
The title of this text reminds me of Jesus’ recommendation each time a healing was performed by him: “Go, your faith has healed you!” Illness is perceived by scientists as a poorly helped body. This corroborates your advances on this subject, suggesting that viruses could be allies of the body like so many others are, instead of being sometimes fatal enemies. The famous nuptial vow, for better or for worse, is now a reality in your life as a couple after your wife braved the risk of being infected to support you. She thus fulfills the famous saying from 1 John which states that love knows no fear. Life is beautiful when we fight together to improve it by sharing the love of sharing. When God gave Adam the responsibility of taking care of his paradise with all the lives therein, it was because he trusted in our ability to live according to his principles, which are intended to keep us away from the hazards resulting from any misconduct. But, they failed and illness and all other setbacks have taken place among us ever since. This understood in this way illuminates the way, not to say that it is God who tests us through our suffering. Moreover, we have transformed his paradise into a battlefield to end up nowhere in our race to dominate others and nature. In this state of affairs, we dislocate ourselves by forgetting that the suffering of others is not foreign to us. And the remedy lies in the famous love your neighbor as yourself. It is then the doctor that each of us represents for ourselves who can dare to self-heal until we return to our initial state of perfection. Thank you for sharing the advice that helped you win your cases against Covid and also for your big heart in using your experiences as an opportunity to help advance the rehabilitation work.
Frantz Rimpel July 3, 2021 at 11:17 am
In response, I propose this. 🙏
Do you want to pray sincerely?🙏 When Mirdad reproaches us for being ungrateful, not content with what God has already given us but wanting Him to do our work for us: Here is an example of how to formulate our own prayers while knowing to whom we are addressing ourselves. It must be a dialogue between the soul and the mind: the self and the I. He said well: When we pray and do not address ourselves where God dwells, all recitations involving the tongue are in vain. Here is an example of such a prayer to inspire you so that you may begin to rid yourself of all the residue of others’ ready-made prayers. This has prevented us from reaching the altar of God that each individual should erect within themselves. My helpless mind now cries for darshan—Your vision. It has no patience, it knows no peace. I can neither eat nor sleep, nor stay awake, for every moment I am beside myself with grief. In parting with You, my love, I am agitated with pain, worry gnaws at my heart and bites me like a serpent. What can I do now, my friend, to cross the ocean of existence? One thought consumes me every day—that my condition is worsening every moment, oh my friend, and no one is there to help me. My Beloved lives in the fourth plane, while I languish here in the world of mortality. Far from the Beloved, I suffer greatly, and though I try, I cannot follow the path that leads me to Him. Dark and fearful is the upward path, and no one is there to hear my cries of pain. I do not know what else to do; I feel demoralized, for I cannot win the heart of my Beloved. My Beloved can call me to him at any time; if he wishes, he can pull me out in an instant by holding out the rope of Shabd. (The Word or Name of God) How miserable I am—I have not caught the melody of Shabd! I am a prey to lust, anger, and maya. (Delusion). I cannot even practice the path of Surat Shabd that has been bestowed upon me. Impure of mind, corrupt of spirit, I am helpless and degraded in every way. You are all-powerful, Lord, and all-Knowing, while I writhe in pain without you like a fish out of water. Help me now, Lord! to accomplish my own task! I surrender, I sacrifice myself to you. I am at your door, weary and defeated, but will you protect me? The Lord then spoke, saying: Accept my will and remain calm. Be patient, have faith, I will fulfill your heart’s desire. Hearing his words, I feel calm. I have taken permanent refuge in the feet of the Lord. From the SAR Bachan.
* See also on this site: Prayer according to Mirdad