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You can imagine the effect this news had on her and, immediately thereafter, on her two children. She had extensive experience with meditation, which she used to penetrate the depths of her reserves and resolves. There she found the determination to live to see her children through college, and she gave them the intense, heart-felt promise to achieve that goal. In her core, she also found the absolute need to have fun in life, so she asked her children to join her in the commitment to enjoying her life and theirs, regardless of the cancer.

She had always wanted a motorcycle and, because they lived in a wooded area with dozens of snowmobile trails close to their home, she proposed to the children that she buy each of them a small four-wheeled ATV and a trail bike for herself. They agreed, and that same day, the three vehicles were in the back of their pickup truck. Thereafter, the three rode daily in the forest behind their home, greatly enjoying life with each other.

She continued her daily meditation practice, and, one day, in the silence of her meditation, she saw a Honda Interceptor Grand Prix racing motorcycle painted white, with blue trim. She looked down at herself, and saw that she was dressed in matching white, blue-trimmed motorcycle leathers with a white, blue-trimmed helmet under her arm! In the hand of the arm holding the helmet were white, blue-fringed motorcycle gloves. She strapped on the helmet, slipped on the gloves, and mounted that incredible, 145-mile-per-hour machine. Sitting astride it, checking out the instrumentation, she noticed that each handlebar had a blue button. When she pressed them, a blue laser beam leapt out from each handlebar and converged fifty feet in front of the bike. She knew that this was her cancer-killer. Three times daily thereafter, she sat in meditation for twenty to thirty minutes riding around inside her body, lasering every cancer cell she saw and watching them blow up in front of her.

All of her symptoms of illness disappeared within weeks and within six months there was no clinical or x-ray evidence of her cancer! She was then able to keep her promise to her children, and ten years later, three months after her younger child graduated from college, she presented with the symptoms of a mass in her abdomen that, on exploration, proved to be an inoperable cancer of the ovary. In the preceding ten years, she had not only raised her two wonderful children, she had become a social/political activist, earning the respect of many. Her friends and supporters became a steady stream of visitors in her hospital room. She met each one of them with an energetic, loving smile and conversation and then, one night, she died quite suddenly, at peace with herself and the world.