A celebration of Life

Kalvinar Russell Foulks

March 22, 1992     July 27, 1992

aka "Baby K"

Kalvinar was born to give a wealth of information to the world.  It was out of my search to find out the truth of why my son die two hours after being released from the hospital after spending a little over 4 month there.  Out of my search I found healing and the International Academy of Lymphology.  I learned the seven major discoveries in medicine and the life of a cell at the celluar level.  This is where we live and die.  I receive my certification as a Lymphologist and created The Ark of Self-Healing & Self-H.E.L.P (Health Education for Longevity & Peace) to share The science of Lymphology and The Art of Lymphasizing with all that have a ear to hear, the heart to understand, and the mind to belive in the power of the Miraculous Self-Healing Body.

A STORY OF LIFE

Once upon a time there was a spirit called Life.  It resided in the place where all wishes live. Life heard rumors of a place called The World, a place where things called Mommys and Daddys hugged you, talked to you and made you feel SPECIAL. The World seemed life a wonderful place, and Life felt that it was where it belonged.  Life was granted permission to enter The World, but warned that while a fascinating place, it also had its share of horrors and pain, as well as happiness.  Life was told that this place called The World was hard on innocent and blamless things and it would take much effort to survive in it.  Life accepted this fact and wanted to be there more than ever.  Countless times Life tried to enter The World, and many times, almost made it, only to be denied its goal.  Its friends entreated it to abandon this quest for fear of Life burning Itself out. But Life felt that getting home was worth the effort, for what is existence if you are not where you belong.  Life gathered all its strength, and assisted by the Wings of Hope, on March 22, 1992, entered The World struggling for breath--weighting only 1lb 5oz, Faith and Love, two very wise spirits, marveled at Life's determination.  They made it a boy child and christened him Kalvinar, which means "Victorious by Tenacity and Fortitude".  They guided a team of Doctors and Nurses who used all their craft to make kalvinar stronger.  They stuck large oxygen tubes in his little throat to help him breathe.  Kalvinar awoke--his throat hurt terrible.  What a noisy place--and what strange creatures inhabited it.  He became frightened.  And then, he heard a familiar voice--a voice he'd heard every day while he was in that "wating place" trying to get home.  He felt his little human heart beating, and warm hands were touching him.  He slowly opened his eyes and announced in his heart. Mommy, I am here. 

Kalvinar left love, memories and a wealth of information behind.  Because of his life I was able to learn a great truth.  Never force nature and respect the power of the self-healing body.  It is because of the love I have for my son and life that I do the work that I do.  Please join me in my efforts to share lifesaving information with all.

In the name of Our Lord and Savor I thank you for your kindness

The Family of Kalvinar Russell Foulks