I am making Green Smoothies every morning.
I am in Alaska, and my friend Jon is lovin the energy!
He is losing weight, and feeling the liquid light in the green foods…
I use wheatgrass, kamut grass, sunflower sprouts, that we grow right here in Alaska! I juice carrots and celery, and add organic baby spring mix. Top off this mixture with some frozen fruit, (banana’s, peaches, berries…), and well water. This mix is like rocket fuel! I am losing still more weight and toxic matter.
Last moth after reading Dr. Richard Anderson’s, Cleanse and Purify Thyself, I followed his instructions.. as much as I could… and after seventeen years of progressively eating cleaner, more organic, and eating a total vegan diet.. I was horrified to pass a worm one morning… scary episode!
There are many stories that led up to this event, and I will blog more on the subject after the flurry of sawdust slows down, but for now, back to wood chuckin!
I am making Green Smoothies every morning.
When, I prayed and asked for help… the people that showed up, were, well… unexpectedly amazing, both in who they were, and why… “they” were responding to my secret cry for help.
If I put in my plea for help in only one place… and these beautiful people showed up… were they listening to the source, that I was appealling to for help?!
Jobs came, taking care of people, being a care giver for the disabled, and the elderly, gave me a new sense of purpose, and also gave me lessons in helping people with more challenges than I was dealing with at the time.
The thing that I found most amazing besides the “time” I was given to heal.. was that, these people who came… when I prayed (in my secret closet).
I am still friends with many of them, I interact with them on many levels of friendship, including now being able to help those who helped me! I am stoked!
Many people came to my assistance, Herb Dealers, Remedial Health Practioners, Chiropractors, M.D.’s, N.D.’s, Homeopath’s, Naturopaths, Dieticians, Food Guru’s…
Many people came to my assistance in the form of books, tapes, lectures, pamphlets, and even partying with one health nut, (what an adenture that was)!
It proves that in the 11th hour f our desperation…help will make it’s way through whatever is hindering it!
I would like to share the “Heroes List” I have for these great people:
Rick South, Jaimah Sandstrom, Kimberly Plumadore, Pat Branhum, Suzy Burke, Dorothy Thompson, Marrietta Perce, Dianne Echelle, Linn Echelle, Kerri Langlais, Isabelle Eschausier, Peter Sklivas, Alexander Sands, Bill Cronin, Kara MacLean, Joy O’Connell, Rita Veator, Julie Howell, Mike Francis, Steve Russo, Robert Reid, Robert Yarosh, Kathy Foley, Juliano, David Wolf, Bruce Brewer, Panman, Keith Hickey, Jenny Gugglielmo, Krishna Das, Donna Hendrick, Richard Herrin, Jim Harris, Jim Liddlell, Henry Perce,Holly Rogers, John Dibona, Maggie Ross, Caroline Maciel, Aurora Bliss, Dr. Douglas Graham, Dr. Loren Lochman, Dr Donald Tgettis, Tranquillino Nunez, Ed Soucy, …(to be continued)
The summer after my son turned 3, I had reached critical mass. I was weighed in on a warehouse scale at 418 lbs… I was wearing size 60 waist pants, and and they were leaving big whelps on my gut they were so tight. I needed to get up! I was doing everything my son was doing… he was my movement co-ordinator, and coach… His coaching anthem: “Dad can we go…?” HO! that was my time to move!
I was living near a lake, fed by a meandering Texas river, that ran behind my house aways. There were sand pits there, both moving and still. I and my son went to the pits, and we played, while I moved around in the water. I took a #1 kids pool-donut, and put it (deflated) over my head, then inflated it to a comfortable snugness around my neck, so that no matter what, my head wasn’t going under… then went down into the water.
While my son and I played, I could do all manner of running, exercise, stretching, and even some slow-motion gymnastics! The soft washed sand underneath me, was so deep, my ankles were just above it… it made running in place both incredibly hard, and easy at the same time. The resistance of the sand, the water boyancy, the weight-lessness, and the tranquility, gave me a conducive environment to work my re-habilitation plan.
I was told I would not be able to work, or function normally… because of my injuries, operations, and subsequent health challenges.
The Government agencies didn’t give me much hope… menial job, sitting down, operating a machine…etc.
I prayed to the creative genius and asked for help! Help came. I’ll blog about that in “…and they came, with helps.”
Movement was a motivator… to my cornered mind. I had been backed into a mental posture of “Can’t”. That to me is one of the worst 4 letter curse words… it goes right along with “Don’t”.
I had become dependent on their remedies for pain relief, and I could take the effects it was having on me. So I decided to do something about it.
I have become a dopeless hope fiend, I will keep moving… Tom sez: “If ya never slow down, ya never get old”
Today, I hike, bike, climb, jump, squat, dance, swim, work, yoga, and love every minit of it!
“What do you want to be when you grow up”? asked The Giver. ALIVE!
… was the response
The reasons I write… and more specifically, this wordpress site, is…
I write for personal edification, yours and mine. I write to share information with others that might be seeking like I was, and not knowing where to start.
I write for the future…
I write so that others might know… to think outside the box, and bypass the normal routes, to find their own answers.
I write to expose the answers I have found, or have been given… to help my health.
I write to expose the best of all thoughts, to anybody who would like to hear it…albeit the conclusions of a madman!
I write so as to satisfy my conscience, that I have done all I could do, talked till I’m blu, written down all that has transpired, so others will see, do what I can for those who wanna know, think about better, and more enlivening ways to live, think and act so that the uninformed can see, speak… to convey the truth, as I see it.
I want to immerse myself in the dense thought, and see what I become… because of the immersion!
I write to educate, myself and others. If I do research for others, it’s more education for them, and me. If I do research for myself… well…?!??!
Anthony Keides From The Red Hot Chilli Peppers sez: “Give it away, give it away, give it away, now…!”
…comes voices from the allopathic and traditional western medicine arena. I must say, if studied.. a good measure of integral thinking. I think there is more to the recipe…but this is a good start! I’m rootin for ya!
I found this article… I love the concept of the simple principles of “don’t retire,” “move around,” “get your sleep,” “consume whole foods, not supplements,” click the link to read more. Vibrant health doesn’t need to be difficult!
10 Healthy Habits That May Help You Live to 100
You don’t need to eat yogurt and live on a mountaintop, but you do need to floss.
By Deborah Kotz, U.S. News & World Report
“The biggest factor that determines how well you age is not your genes but how well you live. Not convinced? A new study of 20,000 British citizens published in the British Medical Journal shows that you can cut your risk of having a stroke in half by doing the following four things: being active for 30 minutes a day, eating five daily servings of fruit and vegetables, and avoiding cigarettes and excess alcohol…”
Dr. Doug Graham said we are addicted to crunch!
Loren Lochman says we are addicted to the feeling of being full!
Well I am a Krunchaholic that loves bein full!
What do I do, when the Krunch monster takes over the brain? …and all nutritional reason goes out the mental window? I am on the prowl for Krunch!
If I keep everything dangerous outta the house, I usually will make do with the pre-planned foods. If I am on the loose… the rules can change bigtime! I’ll compromise, and pay for it with my body… and sometimes my pain level… just to satisfy the crunch attack. Not the best choice!
The overeating of good things. I’ll be up late and over eat nuts, and seeds looking for crunch, knowing that it is better if they are soaked… I still go for the dried ones for the crunch’n’chew factor.
Produce just doesn’t have the same ‘chew’.
I am by no means a chef… making food is a facinating chore to me… I am Chef Boy’R’Duh in the kitchen. I get in there and go to thrashin around, tryin to make some food. Oh I eat all right, but when I get done it looks like the cooking channel blew up! Half the ingredients for the recipe have been picked through or eaten completely, my food presentation and arrangement skills leave a lot to be desired… ever dish I own is dirty… FORGET IT!!?!? Just eat the flippin ingredients!
to be continued…