Our
Inspiration - The Loss of
a Seven Year Old Boy, Andraez
Formerly a
blog entry by his father,
Gordy
Lee, this is a brave account
of the story of Andreaz.
The inspiration
that has led to the creation
of The Secret
to The Unlimited Child™
has been evolving since the
loss of a seven year old boy,
Andraez. His spirit wishes
you to read, feel, and take
with you a piece of enlightenment.
The series of
events that have led to the
creation of The Secret to
The Unlimited Child™
have been quite extraordinary,
and have played out to be
an incredible life changing
journey for myself and my
family.
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There was a time in early 2002
when everything seemed perfect.
Harmony, balance and happiness were
ours. My wife, Joey, and I enjoyed
interacting and watching our young
three boys, Joshua 11, Andraez 7,
and Zachary 6, as their unique personalities
developed and their worlds formed.
I was enjoying a hobby-turned-business
where I fixed up cars and sold them.
Kids-n-Cars was the name, as I helped
4 different children's charities.
Andraez wanted to own that business
someday. Eventually came a time
for me to move on, however, because
the business of my dreams had knocked
on my door long enough.
From back in my younger days I
was always fascinated with the infinite
possibilities of the human mind.
I had studied psychophysiological
medicine and psychoneuroimmunology,
as well as went to school to become
a Master Hypnotist and Clinical
Hypnotherapist. Through the eyes
of college professors and teachers,
parents and grandparents, business
owners and managers, I became aware
of an increasing concern regarding
a negative shift in the attitudes
in children and the ensuing potential
self-destructive results. I believe
strongly in the laws of success,
one of them being"find a need
and fill it". I saw such a
need within our youth. Children
needed a way to get back on track,
back to Grandma's morals, ethics,
values, disciplines and worthiness
levels. Negative outside influences
were on the rise, and there needed
to be some type of counter-measure.
This light bulb illuminated for
me, well before my children were
even conceived, and I knew that
one day, when the timing was right,
I would develop my idea.
So when this day came and I decided
to rent the office and begin the
task of creating the program (then
called "Genius Child"),
great excitement within was unleashed.
My kids thought it was cool, but
particularly Andraez seemed attracted
to the idea that Dad was going to
do something that could help children
of the world. I was not surprised
of his insight, as he was my little
man who I'd catch on my computer
here and there listening to my Yanni
collection. Felitsa was
his favorite. He was such an advanced
7 year old. He would regularly want
to be at my office while I worked.
Only one month into the project,
however, came the news that would
turn our lives upside down.
Andraez had recently had pain in
his shoulder. After a week of exams,
testing and probing, our little
Andraez was diagnosed with osteosarcoma
bone cancer. The tumor in his shoulder
extended down to his elbow, and
had metastasized to his ribs and
lungs already.
Overnight, my office became headquarters
for planning a massive defensive
against an enemy that statistically
showed it would not likely be beaten.
Although medical prognosis' came
in as high as an 80% survival rate,
I found that parents of children
with the same ailment offered statistics
much more accurate, and saddening.
Mild cases of this cancer when combined
with the suggested treatment plan
were leading to horrible, painful
journeys for these kids, which ended
all the same: in death. I cried
as I read their stories, over 300
cases. Andraez's cancer was the
most advanced I had seen, and his
tumor was documented as "massive".
High dose chemo, removal of his
arm at the shoulder as well as parts
of his ribs and lungs were to be
just the beginning.
I was his Father, his Dad, and
I had a job to do, an overwhelming
responsibility regarding his dignity,
honor and quality of life, whatever
of that which was to remain.
When I brought my findings to the
docs, they fell silent. I had the
evidence, which undeniably countered
their misleading statistics. I requested
we move towards plan B, whatever
that might be. I was shocked to
hear there was not a plan B, and
that the protocol was to forward
as "required". When I
suggested a look into alternatives
or Integrated Medicine, their "alarms"
went off! I was quickly shut down
on the idea and was informed that
if the patient is under the age
of 16 that the parent has no medical
choice as to the protocol. Child
Protective Services was immediately
directed to our door the next day,
where they threatened to make Andraez
ward of the state if we resisted
the forward movement of their protocol.
My wife and I now had to make the
biggest decision of our lives.
It just so happened that a friend
of ours from China had connections
to what possibly could be a better
option. I spoke with a Qui Gong
Master Healer who was an expert
in Chinese herbal remedies, and
more importantly, had cured over
200 "incurable" cancer
patients.
With CPS, the docs, and time applying
unthinkable pressure, the decision,
with the help of Andraez, was made.
And so only a few days before Christmas
2002, Andraez and I set off on a
747 to the distant east, missing
what would have been his last Christmas
with his family. We had escaped
"the system".
The day after our arrival, this
Master Healer, with two other Master
Healers met with us. They stretched
out their hands and closed their
eyes, as if to feel some kind of
energy surrounding Andraez. After
less than 10 minutes of this, they
spoke with the interpreter for a
few minutes, bowed to Andraez, and
left. Her translation of what had
just occurred floored me. She said
that they identified Andraez as
one of the "Ancient Ones",
and that what he had come here to
do in this lifetime was nearly completed.
His journey here was at its end,
and there was no reason left for
him to remain. I was told He was
the Teacher, and I was the Student.
The seeds he needed to plant were
nearly all in place, and I was to
pay great attention as to what was
to follow. They could not save the
soul whose time was done here, and
wished to leave.
I was devastated, yet, somehow
in his eyes he reassured me things
would be OK, and I knew these Masters
were right. The next 28 days in
China, together, we began the lessons
of how to let go, and for me more
than anything, how to be a good
student.
The day we arrived back home, we
celebrated a late Christmas. That
was a Saturday. Sunday morning,
CPS showed up at our home. In summary,
if we did not immediately agree
to the protocol set forth by the
docs, not only would Andraez become
ward of the state, but our other
two boys as well. The reason was
because we would be deemed irresponsible
parents. We agreed to the protocol,
began showing up for more testing
and preparation, as we strategically
planned our entire family's disappearing
act. And so, we left, our journey
taking us several places, all the
while continuing alternative treatments
throughout the "underground"
who took us in. A normally very
painful cancer was held to a minimum.
The important thing was that our
family was together again. We enjoyed
many, many things together, and
Andraez got to experience anything
he desired within our capabilities.
He saw his recent weeks as an incredible
adventure, and smiled often as to
how famous he'd become, especially
while in China. I remember the two
little girls from Poland who sent
him encouragement and kisses though
his email. He smiled and blushed.
Sadly, the day came when once again
when our family had to separate.
While the rest of the family had
to get back home to keep that part
of life afloat, Andraez and I had
to journey on to a more aggressive
treatment. It was the last time
he would spend with his brothers
and Mom, as the Andraez they've
always known.
A few weeks later, a night came
when I had him snuggled up against
me as we lay back against the hotel
room headboard, while Andraez enjoyed
watching his long awaited "Sponge
Bob's Lost Episode". After
the show, he was flipping channels
and stopped when he recognized a
familiar face. "Dad, that's
the guy from Shallow Hal."
He was referring to Tony Robbins,
who at this time was introducing
his new product, "Get the Edge".
Andraez asked me what he did and
I explained how Tony helps people
with their lives and businesses.
Andraez was quick to respond with,
"He's going to help you with
Genius Child, Dad", and he
insisted several times that I write
down the 800 number. I remember
how I didn't want to let go of him
to go across the room for that note
pad, but I did, for Him.
It was only minutes later, that
Andraez's breathing worsened, and
he couldn't catch his breath. We
left for the hospital, where he
was committed to ICU. That was a
Tuesday. Mom flew in the next day,
and Make-a-Wish brought him Christmas-in-bed.
We were informed that Andraez was
dying, and he wouldn't be able to
leave the hospital which stretched
three thousand miles from home.
To our amazement, a gift from above
came through in the form of some
heartfelt hospital staff; a $17k
medical leer jet flight was arranged
and paid for, including the volunteer
doctor and nurse which was to chaperone
us on our 6 hour flight back home.
Yes, Andraez would get to spend
his final days at home. An air force
base granted us permission to land,
where a hospital transport was waiting
for us. That was a Friday night.
Friends and family came to visit
him over the weekend, and all were
looking forward to his going home
on Monday morning.
But when Monday morning came, his
going home turned out different
than we had hoped. At 7am, on the
7th floor, our 7 letter named child
Andraez, pushed off his oxygen mask
and said, "Turn off my lungs".
"What?" we replied, shocked,
and he said it again clearly, "Turn
off my lungs". I tried to put
the mask back on anyway, but he
put his hand on my wrist and gently
pushed it away, letting go of the
oxygen that kept him alive. And
as he did so, I still remember the
look in his eyes, that look that
somehow said it was time for him
to go, and please, dad, let me go.
My arm went limp. He smiled. I hugged
him, telling him how much I loved
him and how proud I was to be his
father, and that he could go to
the "other side" that
we'd talked about where we'll see
him again soon.
Within a minute or two he relaxed
as he let go his final breath, and
Andraez, indeed made it home.
About a month after Andraez's "transition",
I began the hard journey of getting
back into the swing of things. A
short time into it however, my license
to do business in the state was
revoked for minor "late paper
trail infractions", and my
appeal, which is normally granted
to all, was rejected without reason.
After much investigation including
hiring a well-connected attorney,
the conclusion was that I was being
"spanked" by the state
for taking the actions I had taken
with Andraez. This was a giant that
I had no desire to do battle with,
and so the decision was made to
sell off everything we could and
move to Grants Pass, Oregon. Here
our healing could begin.
Just before leaving the state,
however, a ray of hope came shining
through. My best friend Roberto
finally convinced me to go out and
try to get back into life, and so
to the sports bar we went. After
a short time there, I surprisingly
heard a familiar voice on the TV.
I looked up to see to my amazement
that same Tony Robbins infomercial,
the one I had completely forgotten
about the night Andraez was admitted
to ICU. I immediately got watery
eyes, excused myself and raced home.
There, for the first time I dared
to open Andraez's little suitcase,
something I couldn't bear to do
prior. I had to dig through his
clothes, his little shoes, his hat,
his scent, before I found it. That
piece of hotel room note paper with
the 800 number on it that Andraez
insisted I write down.
"He's going to help you with
the Genius Child business, Dad."
I
called the number right then
and there. The next day, I
was introduced to Mimi Peak,
one of Tony's Master Elite
Coaches, who said she would
be honored to coach a man
who provided the dignified
path for his child as I had.
And so, in honor of Andraez,
my Children's Life Empowerment
Program was once again awakened.
It would now be different,
with much more power, insight
and love, fueled by an infinite
energy source.
Since then the name of the
program has more fittingly
been changed to "The
Secret to the Unlimited Child™".
And now I proudly present
to the world, a dad's dream
becoming a reality, and a
gift inspired by a very special
little boy, our angel, Andraez
Diego Lee. |
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