The good Lord will give me courage for what I need to do
There are underlying reasons why I fight to get through
People are being maimed, lives are being destroyed
By Medtronic medical devices doctors treat like a toy

I’ve been shocked back to life by these stories
And I have been silent for far too long
The newspapers are finally gathering the facts
And I pray that these stories will help right these wrongs

I have a device that grew into my spine
Because it was forgotten for seven years
No one did anything when I cried out for help
And they said I exaggerated when they saw my tears

For thirty-five years I fought this medical madness alone
God helped me keep diligent notes and I wrote poetry
And for thirty-five long years, my losses accumulated
As the Worker’s Compensation board tried to crucify me

Let it be known that God watches over his angels
And for those that turned their back’s and turned away
Remember I didn’t die but I came back to life
And I know, God will take care of restitution one day

Don’t lose hope my angels you’re alive for a reason
And as we gather with our stories and show them our scars
God will help us heal so we can go forward
And put an end to this medical system that has so many flaws

(c) Giggles the Poet
December 4, 2018



I spoke with the secretary of the lawyers handling the class action lawsuit against Medtronic and she said that they couldn’t do anything because the machine that grew into my spine and forgotten, wasn’t the same device as the pacemakers.  I am shocked and angry that once again like in 2009 when there was a class action suit against Medtronic the lawyers said the same thing.  It shouldn’t matter what kind of device it is, it’s still a Medtronic machine and it almost killed me twice.  I lost two jobs and it ruined my life.  The fact that I have it grown into my spine should be a good reason to take my case.  How can they just turn their backs on human beings that are injured further by these devices?

She said that I could start my own lawsuit?  And where am I to find the money to fight this case???  I’m on Workers Compensation disability…..I’m ashamed to know that I will see no justice for what happened over the last 35 years.  Well, God will see that restitution and justice be had…..and all I can say is God have mercy on their soul when they meet my maker.

My angels, never give up, no matter who turns away.  There will be justice…..



Links to the IMPLANT FILES











A child’s education turns out to be cruel
If they learn about sex Ed., and not life coping rules
And ultimately, my angel, it’s the children that will pay
Because nine months later, a new life is on its way


Education can be a gift, and some of it will have a great purpose
But, it’s useless when they have to figure out how to hire a wet nurse
Help children know more, show them how much more they can dream
Of a much greater future, let them know what that means


Demand now that high schools implement more life strategies
Children can’t learn something help them to see
Children won’t get to have a mind until they are taught how it can expand
If you don’t know, then learn together, think twice and take command


Change the patterns that keep on growing in each generation
The technology we have today can help us unite our nation
Children don’t need to walk the roads, that you all walked down before
They are autonomous, give them back their mind, and you’ll see so much more


It is up to you, my angel if you let society make you cower
Get control of your mind right now, because a child is like a flower
They will grow if you give them love, knowledge and feel the sun
Or they will wither and die in the darkness, paying for their mistakes alone


© Giggles the Poet
April 6, 2018, 3:00 am



Hello, my angel, I hope this note finds you well and inspired. There of been a lot more investigations in Toronto and the United States, regarding Medtronic medical devices that are doing more harm than good and sometimes killing people.  See links at bottom of the page.

I was one of those guinea pigs then had two Medtronic devices in my body to help with nerve damage the result of misdiagnosis in 1985. My story below is what I sent to the investigators and the reporters as well as the Minister of health.

It’s time I broke my silence and showed proof that I have regarding consequences I suffered after having these devices put in my body and forgotten For seven years when the malfunctioned.  I pray to God that this does not happen to anyone else and that my story will make a difference in getting these issues taken more seriously. It’s a long story but it may save your life.reading it or somebody else’s that you love


There have been a lot of investigations lately regarding Medtronic medical devices malfunctioning.  My website has my story  Awareness and inspiration.

In 1985, at the age of 22, I had a work-related accident, I broke a rib in my upper back and it was misdiagnosed as “rhomboid muscle strain”   The doctor only did a regular X-ray which only showed a “hot-spot” as they called it.  And it was then that I went into the corrupt Worker’s Compensation system and the abuse and my walk-through medical madness began.

I knew that there was more wrong than muscle problems, yet nobody believed me. I was hysterical with pain and Worker’s Compensation labelled me and wrote me up as having PSTD and low back pain, among other things.  The first few months of being in the system I forced to go to their Rehab center, which was later closed because of abuse drugs and prostitution issues.

Despite the severity of my pain, I had to travel by bus for 40 minutes to the rehab five days a week from 9-5 pm.  I was forced to do a program of ultrasound, lifting weights and swimming which only made the pain worse causing me to collapse to the floor in pain, and they wrote me up as being uncooperative and bringing attention to myself.

Lifting weights and swimming caused my back to go into severe spasms making it hard to breathe.  Many times, after rehab I had to go to a doctor to have needles in my neck back and chest to stop the spasms and pain to help me breathe better.

Despite my telling Worker’s Compensation doctor at the clinic that I was getting worse they didn’t care and didn’t believe that I had anything physically wrong and suggested I go to see a psychiatrist. This lasted for several months and if I refuse to go, they would cut off my benefits, which they did many times.

From the reports I read in my medical file from Worker’s Compensation, they believed that I was not in any physical pain and that I was holding out for a disability pension.

These reports continued until 2008 saying “I cause problems for the adjudicators and that I was suffering from low back problems “. WSIB never really knew the extent of my injuries.

In 1985 saw a total of 18 specialists the first year and I was prostituted through pain clinics.  I was given anti-psychotic medications because they thought this was in my head.

God made me a great writer in 1985 and I kept detailed notes of everything that I was going through and every doctor I saw including prescription that I had been given. God made me a poet and for every loss, a poem was written.  Writing poetry became my lifeline and saved me from losing my mind.

I had a CT scan done December 1985 eight months after my injury. The CT scan showed a badly fractured rib in the T4 area of my upper back.  I was relieved that I finally had proof of a physical injury, but that did not seem to matter, and nobody did anything, but send me to pain clinics and I was put through painful nerve blocks among other modalities to try and stop the pain.

In December 1985, I had to admit myself into the hospital I was having breathing problems. I had been seeing a Nero surgeon there and he finally came into see me a week later

I showed him the CT scan and he sort of brushed it aside saying that he would do his own treatments.  Despite the pain I was in as he examined me, he didn’t care, and he did nothing.  He started me on nerve blocks which were so painful, and they seemed to make things worse.

While I was in the hospital, I was put through painful Spinal tap, tomogram and a body scan which only showed a hotspot in my upper back which doctors assumed was a tumour and I was told to come back in six months to see what developed.

I wasn’t getting anything more than Tylenol three to deal with the pain, which didn’t help, the pain was unbearable, breathing hurt to the point that I had to contact a doctor that I had been seeing and I had to leave the hospital to get a prescription of stronger pain medication.  He gave me a prescription of Demerol to help me and I went back to the hospital.

Several weeks later, I found out I was pregnant 14 weeks, and unfortunately, I was told that I could not have the pregnancy continue because of the medications and radiation and I had to have an abortion.  This sent me into such a state of depression all I wanted to do was die.

My husband tried to talk to the doctor to get some answers as to what was going on, and he seems to be avoiding us.  The painful nerve blocks weren’t doing anything but causing more pain and further depression.  All the nerve blocks did be freeze the muscles in the area around the broken rib and the freezing wore off hours later.

Eventually, I signed myself out of the hospital because I couldn’t take the pain or the painful nerve blocks anymore. I was a walking zombie, in a deep depression.   I had to return a couple of weeks later to have my child taken it out of my body and that was the worst day of my life. But nobody seems to care

Despite the pain and depression, I had to still find help to get this rib out of my body.  I was in such a state that I could barely talk.   I ended up writing a letter which I gave to doctors that I saw.  The letter explained everything I was going through since my accident and I pleaded with them to help me, to take this rib out of my body.  In my letter, I told them that I was overdosing on Sominex doing 50mg up to 10 a day, on top of the other medications, in order to keep the pain down to a level that was bearable.   But my letter didn’t seem to matter.  They said the rib would heal on its own…despite it being almost a year.

Sometimes I had to call poison control because I had done so much medication that I was afraid to close my eyes in case I died.   I explained to them it wasn’t my intention to kill myself but to manage the pain until I could find somebody to help me.

A doctor I was working with got me an appointment with a colleague of his.  I saw him in March and I gave him the same letter to read, I couldn’t speak without crying.  He read the letter respectfully in front of me. The letter also said f he sent me away I would go home and put myself to sleep permanently because I could not deal with this pain.

He examined me, and it only took a few seconds to realize that I was in trouble and this broken rib was not going to heal.

March 4, 1986, almost a year later I had my 1st operation to have the broken rib removed.   Because it had been left in my body for so long it had done internal damage causing nerve damage.  Callus had formed around the rib trapping nerves which had to be removed.

It wasn’t long after I left the hospital that Worker’s Compensation started harassing me about returning to work, they received the operational report but there was no mention of nerve damage.

After the operation, I was dealing with a different kind of pain as I was dealing with burning and spasms from the nerve damage nobody recognized I started working with a neurologist Send me to behavioural modification   Sent me to behavioural modification for my behaviour and deal with the pain better.

The operational report was not clear enough about me returning to work, and within a few months Worker’s Compensation assumed I was able to work and cut off my benefits and I had to find a job despite the severe pain, I had to pay rent and keep a roof over my head.

I contacted a lawyer to help get me reinstated.  I tried working as long as I could, but the pain, burning and spasms were too much to bear.  I contacted the surgeon and he sent a letter to WSIB telling them I couldn’t work.  And I was sent to a Neurosurgeon.   I went through more pain clinics and eventually went through behavioural modification to try to deal with my pain better.

After I finished Behavioural Modification, I went back to see the neurologist.  He suggested trying a medical device.  He said that it helped with nerve pain.

At this point, I was ready to try anything to help with the pain and burning.  I wasn’t told anything more

n 1991, I had my second operation to have a Pieces II implanted in my upper body.  I was semi-conscious during the operation because the machine had to be tested.  When it was tested, I was put to sleep to finish the operation.

When I woke up and freaked out to see wires hanging out of my back.  I was told that it was only temporary as they wanted to see if I got good results.

The device worked, and it took away the burning and pain. I had my third operation to put the wires in my back and the surgeon programmed the device, locked it into place and I went home.

I had 750 amps of electricity run through my body 24/7.  I needed 8-volt batteries which ran out in 4 hours.  Medtronic said that the device was running quite high and I eventually had industrial batteries which lasted longer.

These devices were a miracle, the electricity reduced my pain and I was able to return to the workforce.  I couldn’t return to my old job and had to be retrained for another career.  I still encountered difficulties trying to get use the force of electricity going through my body which drained me.

In 1992, I started a new job.  I tried to forget the nightmare I went through and tried to rebuild my life.  For almost seven years I lived a pain-free life.  Workers Compensation checked up on me once and after that, I was left alone.  When I had problems and needed more pain control, I contacted Medtronic and they would walk me through changing the settings.

In 1998 while at work, I was leaning up against my co-worker’s desk when I felt a jolt of electricity go through me with such force that it paralyzed me.  I couldn’t cry out, as my body contorted and my heart hurt, I thought I was going to die.  Eventually, my co-worker noticed something wrong and unplugged the device, my body collapsed to the floor and I had to leave work.

I saw my doctor and contacted the surgeon whom I had not seen since the operation.  He assumed the wires slipped and said he would operate to replace the device.

When I was electrocuted, I had to go back onto the worker’s compensation system, they called this a re-occurrence of my injury. I was not electrocuted, in 1985 I had a broken rib.  I was reinstated to WSIB and put back on my 1985 salary of $6 hr…despite making $10.00 hr with this job.

I had my 4th operation May 1998. I was implanted with a Quad X-Trail.  I thought I would return to work within a few months, but unfortunately, the operation wasn’t done correctly.   I went back to the surgeon who did the first implant and he wasn’t sure what happens said the wire might have slipped.

He set up a surgery date and I had my surgery in May 1998.   When the surgeon first walked into the OR he looked at me and asked me which leg we are operating on today.  Being sedated I sort of laughed it off but bells ringing in my head. During the operation, I wasn’t frozen enough and I started screaming and crying in pain.  I could feel what he was doing in my back.  I was crying, and this upset the surgeon he was telling me to calm down eventually the anesthesiologist put me out.

I was supposed to be semi-conscious when this machine was put in my body, as they did in 1991, to test the device to make sure it was stimulating in the right place. unfortunately, it wasn’t tested in the operating room before being sewed up.

I went home and a week later when I turn the device on, I felt the electricity running down the lower parts of my body, down my legs and when I turned it up higher to try and control the pain in my back, I lost the use of my legs.

When I tried walking, I would fall.   I contacted my doctor and I contacted the surgeon.  I was quite upset and left messages for him that I needed to see him.

I went to see him, but his demeanour was changed.  He sat across the room from me and he seemed upset that I had caused such a ruckus. I told him what was happening, that I couldn’t walk without falling.

He tried adjusting the machine and asked me to walk and saw that my legs were jiggling, and I was falling. He sat across the room from me and said there was nothing more he could do that I would have to live with pain or paralysis and that is what he said in the letter to my doctor.

He didn’t do an x-ray or anything else except get up and leave the room.  I was shocked and in tears that he expected me to live like this.  I couldn’t understand what was happening.  I felt like I was in a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

Because of him not helping me I had to find another surgeon. My doctor found me another surgeon who did an x-ray and realize that the wires were not in the right place as per the 1991 x-ray that was done.

He said that the wires would need to be readjusted but he said he would not be able to do it because the surgeon was a colleague of his and he didn’t want to step on any toes.  He told me to go back to the surgeon to get the wires fixed.   But by this time the relationship was damaged between us and I did not trust him, so I had to find another surgeon.

I spend the summer feeling like a prisoner in my house because I couldn’t get out anywhere, I couldn’t walk properly.  My doctor tried to get me into physiotherapy and we were fighting with Worker’s Compensation to get taxis.  My adjudicator denied the request several times and asked me to measure the distance between my apartment to the bus stop because he didn’t think I had anything seriously physically wrong and he said he didn’t care.  I fell down the stairs one day and hit my head causing a concussion.

My doctor contacted Medtronic in the U.S. and was told this device should have been monitored.  She eventually got a rep from Medtronic to try and help.  A rep came out to her office and we spent hours trying to adjust the device, but nothing worked.  This was causing my doctor so much stress, she wanted to refer me to another doctor.  I wrote her a letter pleading with her to stay with me.

She continued as my doctor and I was invited to her office on a Saturday.  It was then that I was introduced to her husband who was familiar with medical deuces.  And he confirmed that there was a hardware malfunction.

In 1999, my doctor found a new surgeon in Mississauga and I went to see him in he examined me and did an x-ray comparing both X-rays he that he would operate and reposition the wires. He said he would contact me with a surgical date he would have to get permission from WSIB

Days turned into months and months turn into years and the surgeon had not contacted me or my doctor my doctor send him letters faxes and tried calling and they were all ignored I tried calling him and left him any messages pleading with him to help me because I was in so much pain and depression is getting the better of me eventually my daughters husband took it upon himself to go to the surgeons office. Not leaving until he got an operation date.

In 2000, I got a call from work saying that they were letting me go because I have been off for so long.  I was heartbroken and that only adds to my depression because I thought that I would be back to work within a couple of months, but this medical madness had gotten worse.

After each electrocution, it took sometimes years to find medical help…..and when I did, I was abused by the medical system and Workers Compensation, only because I didn’t look the part, they wanted to see a person in pain in….

Had it not been for my co-workers on both occasions unplugging the device, it would have killed me.  I was paralyzed and couldn’t even cry out as the electricity kept going higher, my heart hurt, and I thought I was going to die.

I was ignored when I went to the hospital in 2009 with electricity running through my head, I waited for eight hours and all the doctor did was tell me to go to another town, or to the US to get help.  I wasn’t examined, and he gave me five muscle relaxants and that was it.  I spent the night with ice on my head and pain that was unbearable.

The next day I wrote my story and sent it to Peter Silverman, a reporter for City TV at the time.  God was watching over me for sure because within a few hours, I got a call from him and he called this a horror story and gave me the name of a neurologist as well as a Lawyer.  I couldn’t believe that out of all the emails this man must get, that he saw mine so quickly.

Nobody investigated these incidents, and this was swept under the rug by Medtronic and the Workers Compensation Board.  WSIB bought both devices without knowing why and without even talking to me.  And they stopped asking for doctor’s reports which might have saved me from going through what I did.

I was never notified about the device needing to be monitored, nor was I notified when the device was obsolete or needed to be replaced.

All the while I was dealing with a Medtronic CSR who would help me reprogram the machine when I needed, she never once warned me about these devices being removed/replaced.

I had my Fifth operation in 2002 The surgeon came in and held my hand saying that he would help me, and I had nothing to worry about.

Unfortunately, the machine was not tested while I was in the operating room and once again when I turned the machine on the electricity was running down the lower part of my body it would go no higher than my abdomen. I screamed from the stress so upset I had to be sedated and the doctor came in saying that he would fix this and set a surgical date for two weeks. So, I left the hospital until my surgery date.

Two weeks later I went back to the hospital to have my 6th operation my body was mangled, and I was walking in a fog of depression. The machine was tested in the OR and when I turned it on it was working in the right place. I was so grateful despite all I had to go through

My last electrocution was in 2008 while working for the Federal MP, Tom Wappel…I was sitting at my desk talking to my co-worker when I moved my arm and felt a jolt of electricity run through my body paralyzing me once again.

It took awhile for my co-worker to notice something was wrong, she thought I was having a seizure…. all I could hear was her screaming not knowing what to do.  Eventually, she unplugged the device and my body collapsed.

My body has been so traumatized since this began in 1985, I no longer reacted. When I regained my senses, I got up and called Workers Comp and Medtronic.  Medtronic rep told me that this device was obsolete in 2003 and should have been removed.  I was told to find a surgeon and have the device removed/replaced.  They sent me out a loner and I was too afraid to turn it on.

I couldn’t find anyone to remove the device because they weren’t familiar with the device being in the thoracic area.

I saw a few surgeons between 2008-2009 but they couldn’t do anything they were not familiar with this device being on the thoracic spine and they didn’t want or didn’t feel comfortable doing the operation I was told to call my previous surgeon, But he had retired shortly after my operation.

I did contact the previous surgeon and found out that he was semi-retired so I went to see him, and he said that he would operate and told me he would contact WSIB.  And the same thing happened like in 2000, he forgot about me and did not respond to my phone calls or letters. So, I contacted the college of physicians and surgeons and asked them to investigate this whole case. I was sent a letter telling me that they couldn’t force the surgeon to do anything, but they would send him a letter.

I had been in contact with the WSIB be throughout this and I was told that they had not heard from the surgeon. He eventually called me saying that he sent to Worker’s Compensation to approve the operation but had not heard from them.

He apologizes for not answering my letters or calls and agreed to do the operation. And he asked me to stop the investigation with the College of physicians and surgeons. Which I did because I needed to have a machine removed and I was afraid he would not do it.

They also investigated surgeon who had done the botched operation into008. And his letter to them said he was not aware of the problems that I had told them about. Which was a lie because I have a letter stating what he did and said. But the college of the oceans and surgeons really did nothing except send them a letter.

I did find a letter in my Worker’s Compensation file he had sent them, but they had not responded. Yet they told me that they had not heard anything from him.

The 7th Operation was in 2010, unfortunately, the surgeon could only remove the transmitter and a small wire……the machine had grown into my spine and couldn’t be removed, and the wires were covered in so much scar tissue, they couldn’t be removed.  So, I am left with a device on my spine and I don’t’ know what the consequences will be in the future.  I cannot work, due to the pain and medications.

I went back for a check up and the surgeon sent me to have an MRI.  The day I went for the MRI, was another wake-up call.  The technician came out and spoke to me and said: “you can’t have an MRI because of the device in your body.”  She said that the MRI would pull the device from my body…….

I was stunned.  The surgeon should have known that this would have happened!!  What if the technician didn’t notice I wrote down on the form that I had a stimulator in my body, or what if I forgot to mention it.   All I can say was that fear went through me as hard as the electricity that I had to deal with.

I contacted the Administrator of the hospital.  But, got a sorry…..he was semi-retired, ready to retire, what could they do?

I have never been compensated for the 7 operations that caused further injuries and the Workers Compensation Board crucified me for 35 years, saying in reports that I had low-back problems and caused problems with the adjudicators.  I was fighting for my life and wouldn’t let these people throw me to the wolves…. cut off my benefits or ignore my voice.

Worker’s Compensation barely knows what is wrong with me and they don’t care by their reports I was finally put on permanent disability in 2015 And my supplement was reduced. Despite me making more money at both new jobs I was still being paid six dollars an hour from my 1985 job.

get a disability award they call it of $500 a month which is a tragedy considering what my body and mind have gone through in the scars and patched operations that I had to go through and having these machines almost kill me.

We are being used as guinea pigs and we are maimed further by ignorance.   I know one day God will see restitution, but I will never stop fighting for my rights I’ve been fighting for justice for 35 years……it’s time the truth be told.

If we have a problem with our automobile, we get better attention and care from the people assigned to our case. Worker’s Compensation literally sends people into poverty we are injured further by their ignorance. Because I would not fit in their box they crucified me for being injured trying to make it seem like it was all in my head we are labelled and sent into a whole new different concentration camp.

I know God keeps me alive for a reason.  Sometimes I don’t know that reason and wonder if death would be easier.  To know I survived an abusive childhood, not knowing a foundation long enough to call it home….from one foster home to another…..and when I left at seventeen, I left without taking anything with me……

I came to Toronto in 1979 and made a great life for myself, lots of friends, a home, started school, had dreams……a place that was safe and people who loved me I was free from chaos or destruction.

To have all that taken away and have to spend the rest of my life maimed by ignorance, being abused by the medical system and the Workers Compensation system.   to only know 6 years of freedom.

I fought for my life…..not this life.  And because I stood up to them, or went above their heads, my life turned into a nightmare.  No apologies for the loss of 2 children that I could have by my side now….and never given time to mourn, until I was editing my book, “GIVE ME A SECOND,” that was published in August and had to read over my life story, told through poems that God helped me write.  I’m so thankful that I have my writing because I would have given in…..and I wouldn’t be on this earth.

Sad to say that such evil exists in human beings, and I sat with the devil all my life it seems…….there is nothing wrong with my mind, now or then, to say that I was causing myself pain…..If my mind could survive my childhood, it certainly wouldn’t be turning against me and causing pain.

I met with the President and Vice President of the WSIB many times, asking them to investigate my file because of the convoluted mess that was inside and nothing came of it.  I was asked to do a video so the WSIB could understand the problems we go through, I went through, he said that it would sensitize their workers.  OMG….if anyone needs to be sensitized, they shouldn’t be in the position of helping injured people.

I watched the video, (and I’ll put it online) but it broke my heart to hear myself tell this nightmare to the same people that caused it.

WSIB paid thousands of dollars for these devices to be put in our bodies, yet they know nothing about the device, nor did they have any information about these devices in my medical file.  They never contacted me before or after the operations, and they stopped asking for medical reports once I went back to the workforce.  To know this is scary.

We are the only ones that can protect our children and theirs……for the Government to turn a blind eye for so long according to reports that have been in the news lately…….and the FDA…

I sent reports to the FDA, called them, as well as the Human Rights Commissioner Barbara Hall and the Labour Minister, I spoke with several MP’s, got the “oh I’m so sorry” speel…….and my file or notes probably went into a file and that’s it….

Nobody did anything…..I had to fight for my life, so once I contacted anyone, I didn’t have time to sit and follow up with them….they should have contacted me…….God made me a writer and I wrote everything down…, I can go back one day and ask them WHY?

I recently saw a lawyer who said that I needed to look like I was in pain…that I should look dishevelled if I wanted to go after WSIB for compensation.  To hear that made me cry……a tear slid down my face and I got up and left the office.  OMG….is that what it comes down to?

Unfortunately yes, because when I investigated my WSIB medical file, I saw reports that said, “She didn’t look in pain,” or look uncomfortable enough for them to believe I had anything wrong.    I had one doctor say, “you can’t be in too much pain if you’re smiling!!”  it still makes my heart hurt.

I’m usually silent and that got me nowhere…I don’t like to make a ruckus…but reading the newspapers and hearing people are being killed, or paralyzed by these devices…..and doctors are using them carelessly, without informing the patient of the full consequences……

The INBETWEEN’S, what a person doesn’t say makes a difference.  And there is so much more that I haven’t said about WSIB’s LMR return to work training schools.  That is another horror story.


I returned the cross that I had to bear in 2015 when I had my last meeting with WSIB.  I finally got them to recognize me as being permanently injured and was put on “permanent disability.”  The same manager who wrote in reports that “I had low back problems, and caused problems for my adjudicators” was now the Director.  And I met him eye to eye to tell him how he ruined my life.  All he did was hang his head….

I had a lawyer with me from the Injured Workers Consultants Group, but since I’ve been handling this case for 35 years, he was there as a sounding board.  I had the floor and I laid and their dirt out for them.

I made them a promise that one day I’d be back to take them down.  That I would be rich enough to shut their doors and open a place that would help people respectfully and not put them in poverty.

We pay into this system from the day we are working……so, we are the ones who should decide on how things are run, not following some hundred-year-old policy.  The lawyer said that there wasn’t enough money for them to compensate me for the damages done to my body, mind and life over the last 35 years.

They had a scale for assessing someone’s injuries…and that is how we are deemed.  I get a $500 disability!!!  monthly…that’s a crime.  And when they put me on permanent disability, my income was reduced by $200.

I wish I was a lawyer, I’d take them to court and have this case heard by the Supreme Court of Canada.  There are so many human rights violations and it was all swept under their rugs.

The poems in my book tell a story in a way that shows growth, not regret.  Not bitterness, but new perceptions……I won’t let them take that from me.  And I’ve written many poems for them over the years, sending poetry along with my report on what was happening at the time.

All I can say is God have mercy on their soul……

Thank you for reading my story


Brenda Keough

647 298 3587

At this point, I have nothing to lose, but God kept me here to protect his angels, and I won’t let this go.  Today, I am a Counsellor, Empowerment Coach, Mentor and Advocate., helping God’s angels with life challenges.  Since I’ve been a prisoner in my home more than I’ve been in society, I made it my sanctuary.  I learn every day and write poetry on what I learn.  .  I am now working on my second book of poetry and it is far different than my first. So, I’m here if you need help.

My mission and passion are showing God’s angels how beautiful and unique they are and how powerful the mind is.  I have amassed a library of training and self-development that I share with my clients.  Everyone should have the opportunity to get to know the real person they are…not what society dictates.

You can recreate your life and create your life by design.   Show the world your uniqueness…..and STEP INTO YOUR GREATNESS.

Nothing like this will happen again, not on my watch.  Next week I’m going to the Star to speak with a reporter and I’ll keep going until we are noticed, and our stories are known and something is done.

God bless, my angels, thank you for coming into my world.   We’re in it together….

                                                   INSPIRATION IS OUR NAME Awareness and inspiration. Sign up and help me fight this war the more voices that we have the more we can change the systems. These scars are my armour, but this should never happen to a human being God will take care of restitution this is the result of 7 operations.  The disc you see was put in my abdomen, that was the transmitter that went haywire, it looks corrosive…..and I wonder what the machine on my spine looks like and if that too gets corrosive.

The other box that looks like a transistor radio, was programmed and locked into place and had a cover….and to this day Medtronic hasn’t told me how it could override the program, sending such electricity through my body that paralyzed me instantly……..OMG to think that one investigation spoke of a man who was paralyzed by his device……I thank the good Lord for looking out for me.

LINKS to Investigative reports on Medtronic Medical Devices

Knowledge is power and I’ve learned many lessons…..…/this-company-has-paid-millions-to…




Angels, the biggest obstacle you face today, is not what’s outside your door, but what’s inside your mind……can you challenge yourself to challenge yourself?   You’ve fought with life and everyone else all your life……this will be the greatest challenge and fight of your life, for your life.

Are you worth it? I think you are 🙂 and if you are still breathing…God does as well to complete or even understand your mission, you need to understand your mind. When you balance both, therein lies your power, riches and new world.

Unless you know how to control your thoughts, responses, actions, triggers, etc….your mind, and energy is all over the place, and your body is off balance.

Are you sick and tired of feeling sick and tired….lol that is the case of negative vibes within the body and mind that if not controlled, ages you faster, and the vibes you send out unknowingly, only bring negative things your way.

G.Y.O.A. lol the version of that is GET OFF YOUR ASS… BECAUSE LIFE IS TOO SHORT and tomorrow may not come,

I have trained for years on mind management, pain management and have overcome destruction that many would have killed many. God gave me a mission, and I have the resources, Sound therapy, magic for the mind, and various other training that I myself used to get me to where I am today.

God leads, and I learn. God speaks and I write. I’m a writer first, a Poet, then I am a Counsellor, Empowerment Coach, Nero-coach, retraining the mind of his angels. The ones that believe in themselves enough to take on the challenge, of their mind and getting out of their own way.

Truth be told, the only one blocking you from your dreams is the story you tell yourself in your mind. And we can get rid of those stories, replacing them with empowering ones, thoughts that once changed will change your energy and vibrations to make and match the universe…..I will teach you about energy in ways you haven’t heard about. Hundreds of resources, music mind maps and more can be yours.

And what you learn, your family will learn as well. You only pay for Consulting/Counselling, not programs, training and other resources. That is my gift to you for your bravery and courage, wanting to know something no one in your life knows, or ever taught you. a REBIRTH and I will be with you all the way. …..the world is your oyster…..and you are THE CREATOR OF YOUR WORLD…..but first you must release the generational programmed limiting beliefs that were taught throughout the ages, by others who where taught the same.

TIME IS TICKING…AND IT IS PRECIOUS AS ARE YOU, ANGEL.  As I always say, “I’LL SLEEP WHEN I’M DEAD!.  And my mission is just beginning 🙂  Angels, take care of angels.

What is your WHY?  Because if someone said you can’t ….I SAY YOU CAN 🙂 
Children today have a greater advantage…technology is teaching them to empower themselves and work with their minds, not like when we grew up…told to sit, shut up and stop dreaming…..

Are you a robot of society, or are you your own person, with your own thoughts and mind? If you are, you are one of the lucky few….

When you change the thoughts in your mind, you change what you see.
Love and hugs

Giggles the Poet


No matter what your age, children as well can learn these tools, skills, and techniques and rebuild their brain’s DNA, repairing neurological connections and strengthen new connections that give you the greatest vision and power you never dreamed possible…..
Drop the excuses, crutches, drugs or alcohol…..and get to know the beautiful you beneath the generational beliefs. Undo the programming and awaken your soul.
Thanks to God, I came back from the dead on three occasions, and from training my brain…..DEATH WILL HAVE TO WAIT…

I have a new world to build, and I have an army of angels by my side.

If you are ready to face yourself and get out of your own way. Contact me and see how you too can BE THE CHANGE THAT THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE.

There is an alternative to everything. Close your eyes and open your mind
don’t let this be your world.

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Hello angels, welcome to my story.  One I hope that will inspire you to become greater than what I had to live through……through this journey, I have rebuilt my mind and body, after 34 years of medical madness, I’m EMPOWERED AND EMPOWER OTHERS TO STEP INTO THEIR GREATNESS.



They say that “SILENCE IS GOLDEN” But, nothing could be further from the truth. Silence keeps us unaware and hidden in the layers of society, as patterns continue from generation to generation without change.


I broke my silence in 2015, going on-line at Cosmofunnel to tell this story and met others with similar experiences with Neurotransmitters and .So often we are overlooked by doctors and our voices are silenced by medications……BREAK YOUR SILENCE….and learn how to use the power of your mind and LIFE SKILLS FOR PILLS.


I recently put up a video that explains my poem….



Old memories plague me in the darkness
And as they rear their ugly head
They only remind me of all that I’ve lost
My life, my freedom, and my children are dead
Dear God, please forgive my anger
For these many transgressions that I see
But all the madness that I have lived through
Almost got the better of me
I have no need for food or sleep
What I crave most are the sun and air
But, when I look out the window of my sanctuary
I see no signs of the truth out there
Dear God, it’s you I’ve turned to the most
For answers, for courage and faith
And as I read these medical reports of cruelty
Anger washes over me, replacing the hate
My Lord, I have, but five days to go
Can I hold onto the hope this doctor will come to my aid?
I can’t close my eyes; I can’t find any rest
From the pain these surgeons continually create
I see clearly such torture in one operation
And I shake with the echo of hearing my pleas
During this procedure, I felt what they were doing
And when I slipped into unconsciousness, fear followed me
When I woke up in recovery, I felt only doom
Because all I’ve done for so long was cry and beg
Now I felt something different when I turned on my machine
The current was not reaching my back but was running down both my legs
The first surgeon that implanted this medical device
Offered me a choice between paralysis and pain
And as I read these words again in my medical file
It leaves me reeling in sorrow, reeling in shame
Once again, I was sent back to my prison of silence
I lost the job that I loved and my friends of nine years
I kept searching for help, but no one would touch me
And each night I lay down, on my pillow of tears
It took three long years to find another surgeon
He said he would operate and put the wires in place
He smiled as he spoke and promised to help
I smiled back through my fear, as I looked up at his face
I believed what he promised, but I felt like a fool
As I waited daily in my bed for his call
Depression took over, as days turned into months
He couldn’t be reached; I was climbing the walls
My doctor’s husband took over and went to his office
Not leaving until he got my surgery date
Workers Compensation harassed me, wouldn’t leave me in peace
They wanted me back to work, and they wouldn’t wait
The day finally came; I had my fifth operation
Another stranger opened me up, creating a mess
When I woke up much later, I felt such foreboding
I turned on my machine, and I screamed from the stress
Something was wrong; the current was closer
But, it still gave me no comfort as it had done years before
I looked up at my doctor, and as I was being sedated
I wondered how I would get over being sliced open once more
Two weeks later, I was back for my next operation
I tried to prepare my mind for what was to come
This sixth operation was finally completed
I went home feeling gratitude for what he had done
Alone with my sorrow, my body felt mangled
I recovered slowly a few more years gone
I asked God for assistance in clearing my heart
As I tried to forgive the ones who had done me wrong
Five years passed, and I got lost in depression and pills
Now, I needed Workers Compensation to help me update my skills
The office software had changed from five years ago
And when I asked my adjudicator for help, but I received a flat “No.”
I was still in grave shock as I hung up the phone
There was no one beside, me I felt completely alone
I needed some hope I then called her manager
The kindness in his voice helped soothe some of my anger
I have paid into this system from the time I was ten
They cared nothing about me or the hell I’d been in
I asked them for help; their stoic response caused me shame
It seemed every report they wrote, said, “I had low back pain”
I questioned my pension wondering what that was based on
When I told them the truth, they treated me like a con
I asked them why would I lie, or pretend to have pain?
They paid me such meagre wages; I had nothing to gain
These machines, they paid thousands of dollars for, electrocuted me twice
I know if it happened again, death would be rolling the dice
The adjudicator asked me nothing, and they cared even less
My depression got worse, my mind and body were a mangled mess
When I cried on the phone, they had no empathy
They said those were the rules; they had to follow policy
I had to hustle my body, even though I was a wreck
Other resources wouldn’t help me, and I would receive no cheque
It has been twenty-nine years and all that I know
Are the mangled scars on my back, things that won’t show
I still fight in a system that refuses to care
And each day I ask God, what’s the reason I’m here?
© Brenda Keough
March 13, 2014


Silence serves no purpose other than letting the patterns of ignorance, chaos, and destruction continue from one generation to the next…. it’s time to BREAK YOUR SILENCE! The facts that stare me in the face when I opened my Workers Compensation medical file, was enough to make me BREAK MY SILENCE. Now I have a voice.


A broken rib in 1985 and a misdiagnosis, of “Rhomboid muscle strain,” caused the biggest challenges I have ever experienced in my life. Sending me on a fight for my life, rights to medical attention and to find someone to acknowledge I had a broken rib and not “muscle problems.”


But, too many times I was turned away because they believed I only suffered from PSTD. I knew that if I survived my childhood, I could survive anything, and there were many times I didn’t think I would see the next day, but I made it, by the grace of God…..I found a way and kept going.


I was judged on my appearance because I didn’t look the way anyone wanted, and they couldn’t see the pain, it was said that I was exaggerating, and when they found out about my abusive childhood, they said I was dealing with PSTD?


I trusted the Psychiatrist Workers Comp sent me too, and despite them saying that “information was confidential,” I found my life throughout my medical file and that was used against me. Nothing was confidential and all that I said in private, was in my files for everyone else to judge further….

I often wondered, had I told them a different story, I wonder what would have been different?


Misdiagnosis happens more than we think, or hear about. To think that a simple broken rib would cause such so much internal damage, heartache, losses, and destruction in this day is a crime.


This picture above is the result of six unnecessary operations I suffered after the broken rib was removed in 1986, almost a year later, when a CT scan was finally done.
The result of that was that I was left with internal damage to muscles and nerve damage that caused further problems and pain.


Then five years later in 1991, I was introduced to a medical device that was forgotten time and again, causing more internal damage and problems. And Workers Compensation who paid for these devices without knowing why seems to know nothing more and didn’t care, but the lies I see in their reports they sent out, reports that only caused more judgements and crucified me in the process


The picture next to it is called a Medtronic Neurotransmitter, (spinal column stimulator.) This was inserted into my body in 1991, then 1998, 2000 – as an experiment, to stop nerve pain. Prior to my having this inserted in my thoracic spine, it was only used for the lower extremities. So, I became the guinea pig they forgot to monitor, and I paid the price and it almost cost me my life on two occasions.


I wore these devices 24/7. This device would send 750 amps of electricity through my nervous system, stopping the pain. and was able to return to the workforce at least for seven years….and for seven years I lived not in the past, but tried to rebuild my world. I could never have any more children after I lost the 2nd child that was growing inside me. Everything was taken from me, time and again.


I was never monitored medically, as these machines are supposed to be, nor did the manufacturer, or WSIB monitor these, instead they pushed me back into the workforce, and I was forgotten by everyone for seven years. They are supposed to be monitored every six months and changed three years later.


The device became a part of me like breathing….it did stop pain…it was my miracle, but a curse. And now it’s grown into my spine, the wires can’t be found, and I don’t know what will happen in the future, but I will never wear another device, or be cut open again.
Unfortunately, I was left to suffer the consequences of this device malfunctioning and electrocuting me internally on two occasions while at work. Had I not been at work, I would have died.


On two occasions while at new jobs, and without warning, the machine suddenly went haywire when I shifted my body, and as the force of electricity rose in my body, I was paralysed, couldn’t cry out, could only cry silently, as my body contorted, and my heart hurt almost beating out of my chest, I almost blacked out from the force. Had it not been for my co-workers unplugging the cord from the transmitter, or had I been anywhere else that day, it would have killed me.


These electrocutions, botched surgeries, and further injuries have been swept under the carpet by each Workers Compensation adjudicator on my case. They didn’t care how much I had to fight each time for medical care and they still have no idea about what really happened, nor do they care. I searched for medical help that came much too late, delayed by an adjudicator.

Because of ignorance, I lost two children and the losses continued accumulating, but for every loss God made up for with beautiful words of poetry that kept me sane, helping me find a better perspective on looking at the situations I was up against. giving me the courage and strength to fight for my rights……


I will have my first book out in the New Year, I call it “GIVE ME A SECOND.

INSPIRATIONAL POETRY.” That is where the heartache began and ended….now I get to rewrite my story with a different ending. I’m grateful I survived so I can continue advocating and God’s writing which has turned into Counselling poetry…..


I can only pray that my experiences, won’t become the experience of someone else. I was twenty-two when this happened. A frightened young girl, in pain and up against some pretty big doctors….and I fought these battles, for the most part, requesting my medical case be investigated, but like my words, they were lost on many.


We need to make changes to the way we are treated by this Workers Compensation Board and by the doctors who are like a revolving door, they write prescriptions after prescriptions without care, not investigating, nor looking us in the eye asking, “what is going on,” as in my case.


And the only one suffering the consequences is us, our mind, body, life and financial futures. We are reduced to a poverty level that never changes. Losing our health benefits, medical benefits and sometimes our houses and families, because we have no help from our Government and doctors don’t want to work with WSIB cases. As I was turned away so often….


I did what God wanted me to do…kept detail notes and names, and that my angels, is what will come back to haunt this country and those involved.

It’s time doctor’s realized that we do know our bodies and they should be happy to share in our knowledge, instead of silencing us with medications that will, in the end, kill us, or make us addicts, or just “text-book” guessing, instead of investigating.


Had a doctor done a CT scan at the time, my life I know would not have been like this. But, because they saw nothing on a X-ray, and only reports before seeing me, that was my cross to bear. And many said they didn’t care. WSIB’s convoluted reports from day one stated first that I was a 63-year old with “low back problems….and the “low back problems reports that crucified me never changed until 2008.


God will take care of justice and retribution and I will find a way to make changes to this corrupt Workers Compensation system that discards injured workers like garbage, and their carelessness, lack of understanding is causing only us more depression, injuries and sometimes death.


We think we have a system in place to protect us when we are injured, but we don’t. And if we don’t, WHY ARE WE PAYING INTO THIS SYSTEM? We don’t have a system that protects us when we are injured on the job, we have a system that puts us into a new “CONCENTRATION CAMP,” we are assigned a number and they do everything in their power to get us off the system from day one.


The Workers Compensation adjudicator’s shame us, and we are crucified and we alone, pay a heavy price for being injured, physically, mentally, emotionally and financially. It’s a system that buries their dead under outdated policies.


I can only hope that my story will help you protect yourself, and your children, as well future generations from knowing, or experiencing these nightmares. I have God to thank for my life, from the time I was born, I was born only knowing a world of chaos, abuse, pain, and losses. It was God that protected me as a child, and it was God that protected me as much as he could as an adult. And I thank him every day for giving me the strength, courage, and wisdom to grow and know that the world I build now, offers me so much more.


My mission has just begun……AND GOD HAVE MERCY ON THEIR SOULS or anyone else that gets in the way of me helping others.




I fought WSIB every year for 32 years. In meetings, many times, and was asked to do a video for them in 2010, to sensitize their workers, into understanding the problems we face…still face. Nothing was done.   And I have a copy of that video as well, it broke my heart to hear it.


I survived seven unnecessary operations, two electrocutions and years of taking chemicals for pain, depression, walking through a fog…which leaves me with a lifetime of nerve damage known as Complex Regional Pain Syndrome.


Nobody recognizes this to this day.  I’ve never been compensated for the further injuries and losses.  And the injustice is that I was out there many times, rebuilding my life, making more money than I did in 1985…and because of negligence, I get put back on this WSIB system after both electrocutions caused me to be taken down…and WSIB called it a “recurrence of my injury.” My injury was a broken rib, NOT Electrocutions and NOT “Rhomboid muscle strain,” as was misdiagnosed.


It is only because of forgotten medical devices malfunctioning….never getting medical attention when I needed it, waiting for years for help, while I paid the price and lost my jobs, and place in society. And to know that I have a machine that grew into my spine and cannot be removed scares me.


I became my own lawyer fighting this case for 34 years. I am still on Workers Compensation Disability getting the $6hr, that I got in 1985, combined with my disability pension which is a travesty that will be corrected hopefully one day…and it all adds up to $1200.00. monthly. And each year they want to cut me off.


I became a Counsellor in 2014, “with Honours,” I work with clients to EMPOWER THEM through retraining and working on their ENERGY & VIBRATIONS.  God gave me a mission, and my passion is advocating and helping mend the mind of other angels, helping them find their purpose and make their mark with more understanding and empowering life skills, tools.


I have thousands of resources, and do up content for my clients specific to their needs.   I share the same Brain training and resources that got me out of hell, giving me a new lease on life. I am trying to rebuild my life after 34 years, and one day I dream of making a living my way, to finally get off this unforgiving system.


I became a stronger advocate after I learned to heal through my study of Counselling. then I found a way to heal my mind, body, and spirit, through Brain Training and Frequency music.


I call that my Fork in the Road, a new truth was born from a consciousness I didn’t know I had – a truth that provides answers for the Spirit, Mind, and Body. I will share information concerning self-healing using sound, vibration, and frequencies that can clear, cleanse, balance, and focus our lives in all its forms.


Some of the frequencies of music I used, and still use today are called the ancient Solfeggio frequencies are part of a process that can assist us in creating the possibility of lives without stress, illness, and sickness, and sometimes pain. You learn a new level of mind command and a new way of reducing pain.  I’ll always have pain, but, I can now live with that in a whole new way without pills, as God leads me into a future of change.


Together we will go to the cutting edge of scientific discoveries regarding sound and healing, and gather in this crucial time of change and transformation on the planet. Join me and others who do not live in fear of the future. Just tune your inner ear and listen to these wonderful new ideas and technologies.


I share the techniques of working with sound and, more specifically all the resources that helped me get to where I am now. My hope is that we can all find the harmonics of our own individual music, and that through this process we will be enabled to live balanced lives.


I’m out of the mind maze of 32 years, I retrained my brain, and grew in ways I’ve never thought I’d live to see.


God kept me alive for a reason….I’m coming back like a tsunami, to give voice to the past that they forget…and the injured workers they maim.


God speaks to me daily and I write counselling poetry.  My angels, I hope through me, you too will find the courage to want to know more…..because you can.  I came back from the dead and so can you….Rebuild your life your way, YOU ARE THE CREATOR 🙂


If you would like to have access to free content, music, brain tips and strategies, please feel free to join me, “Advice and Healing page links to free stuff.” on Facebook,   I put up information that will empower your mind and you in ways you only dreamed.


You can contact me for a free 30 minute session to find out how to THINK BETTER AND REWRITE YOUR STORY….


I’m making it 🙂 and so can you, my angels. Together we can take this system out and change it to one that is caring and respectful. I can live with pain, but I won’t live with Workers Compensation destroying others…….not on my watch!!


Giggles Counselling & Consulting

MOTIVERSITY – School of Mind Management






Step into your greatness. You can change the meanings of what you think… creative and challenge any negativity…..






You do get to choose the meanings in your mind….

I stand alone, but 10, 000,000 or more stand with me….






Lord, thank you for helping me rebuild my broken mind and finally let go of FEAR






Lord, each day I am blessed by these brave souls in my life
We are all on a journey to eliminate our subconscious strife
I am here to give support to those who need it the most
Because we are all blessed with the spirit of the divine holy ghost


Lord, I’m so thankful and I’m so grateful that we are winning the game
And Lord, now I can show these beautiful angels how to release and reframe
And as they train each day, they are changing their internal dictionary
And as they detoxify their mind and body, they are setting themselves free


Each day through brain training, they change their internal monologue
And removing the chaos and confusion, that caused them a lifetime of brain fog
As we all do our homework we become the new guards of our mind
And the more that we reprogram our brain, the more opportunities we will find


Lord, I thank you for these angels, for these blessings and my for my new voice
And I thank you most for keeping me alive and for giving me a choice
Because as my angels have me smiling and they make me feel so proud
When they gave me permission to help them remove their mental cloud


Of anxiety and depression that followed them on their journey
That took away their successes, leaving them lost and yearning
Lord, you gave me a mission to create a better place for your children
To help them become better leaders, becoming confident women and men


Angels, the future is always changing fast and we must do the same
So, remember when you wake up every morning, what is the price you’re paying
Will you leave your mind in the past or angel will you give me a chance?
Commit to the program because with fear, you’ll learn to create a new dance


Self-development is a lifetime commitment, and you’ll make each dream come true
But my angel each day, the action and progress is left up to you
I have faith you can do this, as I have seen many people grow
So, look at yourself in the mirror angel, and ask yourself, where you want to go?


Because when I see the changes that are happening in the world today
I know with confidence, there’s nothing on this earth that will ever block our way
And when we change it will lead us to glory, to greater faith and success
So, Lord, just keep us breathing daily and we will take care of cleaning up our mess


(c) Giggles the Poet
March 13, 2017
6:37 pm.


Hello courageous soul, thank you for visiting and reading my poetry.  Please leave me a comment, as I’d like to hear from you, it’s always great to make new friends and share my new world and journey 🙂


Fear can leave us paralysed, it can cause us to lose out on many things and opportunities because our subconscious is programmed/hard-wired from our experiences to throw back doubts that shut us down.  That is all we know.  When you get to understand that you weren’t born with fear, it’s not your character make-up, it’s something learned through experiences, it’s easier to look into the mind and understand where it truly comes from and your consciousness can help you eliminate it completely.


When you feel fear, you can use that as fuel to get you going.  Talk to your mind and tell if you are in charge and what it is telling you, you don’t and won’t believe.  Did you know that your subconscious runs on autopilot without you knowing it?  And that your subconscious will ACCEPT AND BELIEVE anything you tell it.  Fill your subconscious with fear, and that is all it will repeat and know….but fill it with positive information and that is what it will repeat and know.


This time you are in the driver’s seat.  But, you have to train your mind to do that….it needs to shift from one negative thought to a positive thought automatically and that is where brain training with frequency music help you do.


Frequency music is powerful music that helps repair and rebuilds new neural pathways. (please READ the DISCLAIMER BEFORE USING)  The more you LISTEN and work on your thinking, the more new connections you are going to make.  We didn’t have this technology when we were growing up and we didn’t know the life tools that we can learn today.


So, don’t be hard on yourself angel, you no longer need to believe all the negative things your subconscious has hung onto.  You can do anything you put your mind to….and when you do that, you will feel and see a different outcome in every area of your life….


I’ve lived a lifetime of fear and it wasn’t until I retrained my brain with Neuroscience frequency music that I was able to watch it disappear and overtime, you are able to replace the feelings with logic.


There are 4 Rs to understanding fear and negative thinking:



RECOGNIZE –  it’s easier to let things go when you RECOGNIZE where it’s coming from.  Challenge your thinking and if it’s not serving you, let it go.


REFRAME = When you REFRAME, you’re putting into your mind and subconscious a new meaning for that fear, I’ve changed FEAR to FOCUS EMPOWERMENT ACTION AND RESILIENCE.  Re framing gives you the power to see negative thoughts differently


REPROGRAM = Reprogramming your mind involves listening to FREQUENCY MUSIC.  Frequency music is a powerful brain-reprogramming training program, music that uses sounds, layered technology with words that will help you rebuild your brain’s DNA over time.  I  also record music for clients with specific problems, such as anxiety, depression


RELEASE =  Once you This music will help you detoxify both mentally and physically, it’s a program that you listen to daily for 45 minutes, preferably in the morning, as you will start each day with a much calmer mindset and you can set your intentions for that day.


You also use AFFIRMATIONS that I put together for you to record in your own voice and listen to each day to reprogram your internal dictionary.  The more positive information you put into your mind, the easier it is to stop your mind from running on autopilot and you will be in command of your thinking.   And when you get to that point, you are balanced physically, emotionally and spiritually with the universe…..and you will feel empowered building more confidence for when life challenges come your way, you’ll no longer just react, you’ve built up a new method of reacting.


RELEASE = When you follow a program of brain training, you are able to release the negativity that your subconscious has been repeating.  Your body and mind detoxify negativity and your vibrational patterns change, you become one with your mind, heart, and spirit.


I have an arsenal of programs that will help you live the life you only dreamed of.  As a client, these programs are included in your counselling package, along with a multitude of other training, free links to make your life easier and other training programs.  The same stuff I bought to help me get out of medical madness, stop the chemicals and rebuild a new life by my design.


God kept me alive and I believe he leads me everywhere.  And over the last decade, I have become a library of resources and information to help mend the minds of his angels.  I am living proof that the mind and body can repair itself and if my mangled body and mind could, I know, and I believe these resources will do the same for you.


Show the children and their children that the powerhouse God gave them at birth is theirs to totally command.  Give them the tools we didn’t have when we were kids, as you will help them empower themselves communicate better if they are up against bullies, help them choose their paths, without doubts or confusion.  And show them that they too can build their future however they want.


If you need anything specific, please reach out, because I have it to share.


Wishing you all a great life and mind journey, may inspiration find you daily  🙂


Love and hugs
Giggles the Poet



Hello angels, I hope you had an inspiring day!!!  

A great quote

Formal education will make you a living……Self-education will make you rich! If you don’t do it for you….do it for your family….

If you’re not willing to risk the unusual….you will have to settle for the ordinary….

I will NEVER SETTLE…..Say that affirmation daily and feel your power….




My Angels set your intentions for this beautiful day
Don’t let negativity take you away
Power is yours, but first, you must choose
Will you show up for yourself, or will you continue to lose?

Don’t make resolutions you don’t plan to keep
Stop your robotic behaviour, wake up from that sleep
Time is just passing, and what have you done
If you don’t set your intentions, then the devil has won

Don’t make any more false promises, to your own self be true
God gave you a great mind, it knows what to do
But, it’s full of confusion, chaos, and fear
You’ll always see something different, and keep saying life isn’t fair

So, today set your intentions, tell yourself the truth
You can’t change the past, or get back your youth
But, you can train your mind to always see something more
And when you set your intentions, be ready to open that door….

(c) Giggles the Poet
November 7, 2017
3:29 pm




Be kind to your mind

My Angels, I help you do the work


MAKE YOUR MIND YOUR BITCH…..because you can



I’m FREE….


Hello my angels, just popping in to say I deeply immersed at the end of my book….and my publisher offered me a marketing package….at no charge….awesome……!!!! whoop whoop


Angels, I want you to believe in something better, in you, and for you ….if you learn and know what you want…and how to really think and make it happen…..


I’ve made a complete overhaul, waking with energy that helps me build a bigger mind and stronger soul and body. I feel like I’m picking up where I left off at twenty two….where my life changed exponentially…..forever


God has helped me over the last few years, being more diligent with his poetry, where sometimes the truth will be found….I have always written myself into a new life…..and this time it’s an extraordinary life…..I created by getting out of my own way and training my mind to know only peace, harmony and happiness…..sure, I’ll face more challenges, but, I get to choose how I see them…and what meaning is attached…


the changes I’ve seen, I make happen, and I challenge life like a lioness. Never backing down now from facts and fiction… has made me proud and awed for the spirit God kept protected even from me until I heard my mind, body heart……and I sat still without judgement….what an incredible awakening… a new me……

watch this daily if you are stuck…confused, low in energy, watch it even if you don’t think you have any issues…..this will change your life in one hour…


This too is worth everyone in your life’s attention

– How to Rebuild a Broken Relationship – Tony Robbins Relationships–M

one hour of learning will change your mindset…and give you something more to focus on…….


If I can reverse the damages to my mind and body……free my body of toxins and overflow with gratitude for making it…….my angels, you can too free your mind and body …


Put both hands over your hearts and be still…calm the mind by taking in 3 deep breaths, blowing out heavily through the mouth….this calms your nervous system and gives you more energy and clarity to deal with your worries and doubts, problems.


You can’t fix a problem with the brain that created it. You can build a better brain and habits, daily ….who doesn’t want to “AGE BACKWARDS AND RECLAIM YOUR BRAIN.” MAKE YOUR MIND YOUR BITCH….SKILLS FOR PILLS… Your question is WHY? Do you think you don’t deserve to get rid of the crap in your mind….or the crap in your life…..remember this is your journey…and your life……Don’t just think any more on things you can’t change…start thinking about how to change what you you’ll have all the support you need on this awesome life journey…..


We are all brothers and sisters looking for the same thing….

Contribution-giving beyond yourself.


Tony is the greatest teacher for telling it as it is in a whole new way…..everything I learn daily from him, I write and grow and my soul is overflowing right now and I’m in training like Rocky….to strengthen and train further these brain programs….

Be kind to your mind

Love and hugs ]
Giggles the poet