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August 18, 2009
Why cancer?
In my case, I was overeating, overweight, drinking a lot of cocktails, etc. in late 2007. I used to stagger
into the house after 2 to 4 hour walks. I was at one time 146 kg!
I also attribute my 'nuts diet' and spicy foods. Since cancer seems to be a fungus, and certain foods grow
fungus in the body...
Most recently, after my whipple operation, I was overeating again. Although my stomach is so much smaller,
I would eat many times a day, every kind of bad thing; ice cream, candy, burgers, pizza, etc. I remember eating until
I could feel my stomach stretching to its limit. With the scars of my last operation, where my intestine was reconnected
to my stomach, my small intestine bent, and caused a stoppage, which is somewhat common to my type of operation.
So, there was no pain killer in the house to handle that kind of pain since the medicine wouldn't go down. Luckily I
made it to my doctor in time for a lovely injection.
My solution now is to eat bits of food, with a very small spoon or fork, if you will. I can still eat anything
I want, just in small quantities. Actually, that's what I recommend to anyone.
At present, though, I don't seem to have much of a will to eat, anyway.
Yeah, a lot of it is hereditary. I just heard from Dan Ahner, my cousin, that his father and boss beat
the same cancer and lived into their seventies. By the way, facebook, really is a wonderful way to network. I only recently
broke down and started to use it.
But now I'm thinking, life IS staving off pain. The ultimate pain causes the mind to shut down.
And, we will all go through that one day. So, this medicine I'm taking and operations I'm considering could only add
more pain to my life and loved ones. The other option I have is to stop everything and let nature take its course.
Then, there will be less pain. However, that's not being reasonable, I know. So, I will continue to fight it for
the remainder of good times my life has in store for me.
Howard
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Beneficial Medicine for All Ills
I have received your gift of two baskets of leached persimmons and a basket of eggplants. About the lay
priest your husband's illness: in China there were physicians called Huang Ti and Pien Ch'ueh, and in India there were the
doctors Jisui and Jivaka. These men were each the treasures of their age and teachers to the physicians of later times. Yet
they could not even begin to compare to the person called the Buddha, a physician without peer. This Buddha revealed the medicine
of immortality: the five characters of Myoho-renge-kyo. Moreover, he taught that these five characters are "beneficial medicine
for the illnesses of all the people of Jambudvipa."
Your husband is a person of Japan, which is included within Jambudvipa, and now he suffers from bodily illness.
Yet the sutra passage clearly refers to beneficial medicine for all ills. In addition, this sutra of the Lotus is the greatest
of all medicines. A wicked ruler called King Virudhaka killed more than five hundred women of the Buddha's clan, whereupon
the Buddha sent his disciple Ananda to Eagle Peak to obtain the blue lotus flower. When he touched it to the bodies of the
women, they returned to life and after a week were reborn in the Trayastrimsha Heaven. Because the flower called the lotus
is endowed with such splendid virtue, the Buddha likened it to the Mystic Law.
A person's death does not necessarily come about through illness. In our own times, the people of Iki and
Tsushima, though not suffering from illness, were all slaughtered by the Mongols in a single stroke. Likewise, illness does
not necessarily result in death. Now, this illness of your husband's may be due to the Buddha's design, for the Vimalakirti
and Nirvana sutras both speak of sick people attaining Buddhahood. From illness arises the mind that seeks the Way.
Among all diseases, the five cardinal sins, the incorrigible disbelief of the icchantika and slander of
the Law are the grave ailments that especially pained the Buddha. The people of Japan today, without a single exception, are
afflicted with the most serious of all diseases, the grave illness of major slander. I refer to the followers of the Zen,
Nembutsu and Ritsu sects, and to the Shingon teachers. Precisely because their ailment is so serious, they neither recognize
it themselves nor are others aware of it. And because this illness grows worse, warriors from throughout the four seas will
attack at any moment, and the ruler, his ministers and the common people will all be destroyed. To behold this with one's
very eyes is indeed a painful thing.
In his present life, the lay priest, your husband has not appeared to have had especially strong faith in
the Lotus Sutra. But now that the forces of karma accumulated in the past have caused him to suffer this long illness, he
seeks the Way day and night without cease. Whatever minor offenses he may have committed in this lifetime must surely have
already been eradicated, and by virtue of his dedication to the Lotus Sutra, the great evil of [his past] slander will also
be dispelled. Were he to go right now to Eagle Peak, he would feel as delighted as if the sun had come out and illuminated
all the ten directions; and he would find himself rejoicing, wondering how an early death could be so happy a thing. No matter
what might befall him on the road between this life and the next, he should declare himself to be a disciple of Nichiren.
To give an analogy: though Japan is a small country, if one should but announce that he is a vassal of the lord of Sagami,
he will command unquestioning awe. I, Nichiren, am the most recalcitrant priest in Japan, but with respect to my faith in
the Lotus Sutra, I am the foremost sage in the entire world. My name has reached the pure lands of the ten directions, and
heaven and earth surely know of it. If your husband declares that he is Nichiren's disciple, no evil demon can possibly claim
ignorance of the name.
I have no words to express my thanks to you for your sincerity in sending offerings on many occasions.
With my deep respect.
Monkeys rely on trees, and fish depend on water. You, a woman, rely upon your husband. Being loath to
part from him, you have shaved off your hair and dyed the sleeves of your robe black. How could the Buddhas of the ten directions
not have pity upon you? Nor could the Lotus Sutra ever abandon you. Believing this, you must entrust yourself to it.
Nichiren
The sixteenth day of the eighth month
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