I am a consultant and guide by profession, a photographer by training and a poet by nature. My journey can be summed up in simple words: a journey from PPPS to TPS.

PPPS is the name I gave to what a neurologist determined I had. In May 2013 he diagnosed me with Parkinson's degree 2.
PPPS is Permanent & Progressive Parkinson's Symptoms.

The meaning of the diagnosis and the sentence that comes with it are: "You have a disease that will accompany you for the rest of your life. It will get worse over time. We will try to delay its development and try to alleviate its symptoms. Just don't delude yourself that you can recover from it. Accept the sentence, learn to live with it And maybe you'll find out that it's not so bad."

I decided that what I have is TPS. In July 2013 I set out on a journey to prove it.
TPS is Temporary Parkinson's Symptoms.
The meaning of TPS is: "The fact that medicine has not found a way to heal from these symptoms does not mean that there is no such way. I set out on a journey to find the way to heal me. I will look everywhere, inside and outside of me. I will help anyone I feel is right for me to help. I will listen to my body and my intuition and do Whatever it takes, however long it takes. That's how I'll heal, that's how I'll learn, that's how I'll develop and grow, and that's how these temporary symptoms will disappear from my body."

So I am on this journey, from PPPS to TPS. A journey that aims to introduce into the language of the human race a saying that is considered illusory and impossible today, and make it a common and routine saying. The saying is:

"Once upon a time, when I had Parkinson's, ....." When this saying becomes common and everyday, the reality and quality of life of millions of people in the world who will be diagnosed with Parkinson's will change. This statement will open the door to similar statements regarding Alzheimer's and other neurological diseases that are considered degenerative and incurable today.

This is the purpose of my journey
And here's a story about what a bullet can do:
I haven't written in almost a year. Sometimes it worried them about my condition. forgiveness. I needed this gathering, to experience and experience and feel myself without running to tell the guys. And so it was. A lot happened. And I got together. I sank in. I experienced i hurt I surrendered. I surrendered. I agreed. i completed I received And I moved.

Here are some of the significant things that happened in the past year -

I continued to study and practice with Alex Kartan, Avi Greenberg and Anbar Ben Yehuda - who help me a lot.

I spent a month studying and practicing Qigong with Rachel in China. Since then I practice every morning.

I met new teachers and therapists. It's amazing how many methods and tools are at our service. And what good and special people. I didn't persevere with most of them because there is a limit to how many are possible at the same time, but I got richer from each of them.

I realized that it was time for me to connect to my feelings, because disconnecting from them makes me not connected to my body. I started learning emotional training and it's exciting

We expanded and renovated our apartment and for that we lived outside the house for over six months. (Alex said that mammals get out of balance when they are not in their territory. And I certainly was out of balance. Since we returned to our new home I have reset amazingly).

My work (in collaboration with Osher Bati) with our clients became more intense. Many days and many hours. Very enjoyable and satisfying. Sometimes too tiring.

I realized that although I declared that I was a Parkinson's fighter, I was not fit to fight, it was not me. So I surrendered, but without giving up my intention to recover. I let Parkinson's win. And I was shaking badly and could hardly walk and it became almost impossible to dress, shower, wipe, eat, write. And I agreed to be disabled and experience it deeply. It was accompanied by deep despair, frustrations, anger and shame. I agreed to experience that too.

Alex insisted that I go to a neurologist and start taking pills. After many arguments, I agreed and went for the first time since I was diagnosed three and a half years ago, to a neurologist who prescribed me Ciprol. After much hesitation I started taking.

And we returned home, and with miraculous timing - the Sifrol and the house and the years of practice and diving to the bottom of the sand - created a miracle. 60-70 percent of the stiffness disappeared from my body. The functions are back. I enjoy writing, washing dishes, cutting vegetables, dressing and showering easily. and dance freely. stunning!

And to complete the celebration, Ron Benny thought there was another pill I should take. And it did a miracle that moves me to tears, I'm back doing something I thought I'd never experience again. And my body celebrates the grace that this ball brings back to my movements, and I'm excited about it and enjoy it like I haven't enjoyed it in many, many years. Look at my walk here before and after the ball... and in the second video you can see me really celebrating with the ball and with Alex's music in my headphones (photographed by Racheli Merhav)

And I look forward with excitement to the lessons, experiences, miracles, excitement and growth that the coming year will bring me.

Email: hashraa@gmail.com