A broken soul & the 28 day cleanse

It’s not often that one reads about having a cracked or “broken soul,” when reading a book about food and wellness, but I did. Me being me, the first time I read this, I dismissed it as I eagerly absorbed the rest of the book’s content. (It could have been the surroundings: poolside, feet beyond the view of the top of the book, and my focus was on looking good rather than feeling good, but I digress). That was six months and two deaths ago. Yesterday, my focus was feeling good, and thus, the broken soul notion jumped out at me.

The book that ended my migraines

If you are following along, it’s found in book two by William Anthony, the Medical Medium. The short story is that at 4, Anthony had a spirit appear that stood by his grandmother, and who aided him in putting his hands on his grandmother’s chest and repeat the words “lung cancer.” The room went quiet, ad the grandmother was so unnerved that the next week she saw the doctor who told her that yes, she did have lung cancer, despite having no symptoms. Spirit, as Anthony calls his guide, has been with him every day of his life, ever since. He’s diagnosed the medical conditions of thousands over the decades, and more importantly, given specific direction for what to eat to heal the body…and soul.

Whether or not you believe the above, I will tell you this: I’d been suffering from severe, debilitating migraines starting a few years and nothing, save serious drugs, helped me out (and I despise even taking an aspirin). To that point, I’d been spoiled. Never so much as had even a menstrual cramp. Well, life changed and no amount of help, both western and non (think homeopathy, herbs, essential oils…changed a thing). Had I been rich and eccentric, I would have visited a shaman in Africa if I thought it would help.

Knowing my desperation, my next door neighbor (a doctor, ironically) tentatively suggested this book and it’s sequel. I read both in the span of about twenty-four hours. The sections are specific, and designed to aid one in self-healing. I looked up migraines, and got the “recipe” for a smoothie and other herbs to take.

The result: my migraine left within an hour. When the next one started to come on, I repeated the concoction. What’s more, as I read about the triggers of unhealthy food (and consequently my bad food intake) I have had only one migraine, and that was because like a rebellious teenager, I willfully and wantonly abused my body.

Back to the soul

The first read-through was six months ago. Last week, I was feeling emotional down, mentally drained and frankly, scraping the bottom of my personal barrel. When you read my sassier blogs, it’s because I have my moments of happy, and that’s when I tend to write…when I’m up, not down. Well, I go back to the book and essentially learn that my soul is aching and my (bad) food intake is exacerbating the problem. This didn’t take me entirely by surprise, but what did was the connection of the (good) energy of the food and how this can literally fill in the gaps/cracks/holes in the soul.

The notion being that God created life. Every living thing has positive energy, particularly food. The specific energy in any given plant or fruit aids a particular part of the body, and the root energy behind it, or the soul. Anthony contends that over a period of time, negative events crack the soul (divorce, death, etc.) and that if not filled with the positive energy (from the best source), then they remain.

Now, I like to think that I’m a normal, highly-functioning person. Yet, as I reflect on my forty years-plus of life, I have to admit that yeah, I probably have some of this ick still in my body….as in, it’s literally in my body in the form of toxins. So, going back to the soul concept, I may have rid myself of the bad spouse, but the toxins may yet reside in my body. When a trigger hits me, then I go for my comfort food, and instead of getting the badness out of me, I am just adding more toxins.

The outcome

At this point, I’m bought in. I’m nodding my head, and think I’ll do anything to feel better at any level. The next chapter is…a cleanse. I am wondering why it took me another six months of pain and punishment to essentially say: Yes, I am worth it and yes, the best thing I can do for myself is get clean and see what happens. (Just so you know, I’ve never, ever, been able to maintain a diet, cleanse or other notion for more than five days. E.V.E.R.).

Day one: fruits and vegies as prescribed by what’s in the book and what’s in my kitchen.

3 main meals with some grazing in between. Easy to manage. My mood goes mellow around 10 am. By 12 I’m starving but the salad and smoothie works wonders. At night, I have the prescribed salad and more fruit but I am sooo tired. My body is shutting down, or so I envision.

2 am. I feel a headache coming on. I knows it’s withdrawal symptoms from the sugar/whatever badness is in my system. I breakdown and take a pain pill because I can tell I’m going to puke if I don’t. Sleep until 4:30 am, and my eyes pop open, and I am wide awake. As in Wide. Awake. I give it up, take a shower, bond with the dog and drink some water.

Day two: I have my water, then my smoothie, but before I hit yoga at 9:30, I’m jittery. I’m not a coffee drinker and am generally very sensitive to caffeine (it triggers headaches) but seriously, I might as well have taken 3 caffiene tablets.

The hour-long class is wonderful until I realize I’m causing the horrific stinking smell that’s surrounding me (GROSS). Nothing like marinating in your own ammonia smell.

Still, I figure “it’s working!!!” That’s good. I just apologize to my fellow classmates and leave as quickly as I can to spare then, and myself.

11 am: I stop by the store, load up on more fruits and veggies and inhale 2 bananas No headaches, still jittery, but feeling really good.

Day 2-4. no issue and I have dropped 7 pounds. Weight loss wasn’t the primary goal (and still isn’t) but it’s nice nonetheless.

Day 5. In the morning I’m fine, but I sense I’m heading for a fall. We got the news my beloved cat is dying of an incurable disease (next blog probably) and we have made the decision to put him down. While I don’t have cravings, I’m unsure how I’ll handle it. The time comes, the deed is done, and around 9 pm, I lose it. I buckle to my trigger go-to of hot chocolate, which is really half-cream, half-milk, and Ghiradelli chocolate. It’s 10:42 pm now, and I don’t feel any better. In fact, I feel worse. ugh. Now I’ll regroup and get back on it again tomorrow.

That’s it, right up present. If you want to join this journey with me, do so. No time like the present. If not, I’ll periodically give an update and you can laugh and cry with me.


The secret to living longer: Leaving the past behind

Do you ever meet a person that tilts your world? By that, I mean that what’s said stays around, seeping in layer after layer?

Two days ago I had the opportunity to interview a master yogi I’ll call Roberto. His actual title could be that of doctor, former police officer, father, husband and motivational speaker, because he is all of those things. He’s also one of the most successful network marketing professionals in the US. I won’t tell you his name though, because he’s going to be profiled in the current business book I’m writing on the subject of people who succeed and why.

The yogi told me this: “The majority of doctors agree that most medical issues are stress related. The media has it wrong. It’s not diabetes or cancer or heart failure that causes death, it’s stress. Those are simply manifestations of the cause.”

His words of wisdom that have been on my mind for the week?

Did you know that yoga practitioners
teach that hair is an extension of
wisdom, and that’s why a lot of men
don’t shave/cut their hair & why the women
have longer hair? I just learned this after 20
years of doing yoga!

“You can’t change yesterday and you can’t control the future. Live in the present.” Translation: do the best can on what you can, appreciate the little things (you woke up, the sun was shining, or if it’s grey and raining, that it’s raining because moisture is good).

Roberto then told me about leading a group of millionaire/billionaire hedge fund managers through a session on meditation. He’d been called in because the CEO of the group was worried about the suicide rate (can you imagine being the boss of a firm that has those kind of personnel issues? It’s not like we’re talking grumpiness about uniforms).

“Half-way through, I have several 35-ish type guys break down sobbing,” Robert tells me. The men are suddenly “aware” to the fact that they have zero purpose in life other than making money. And the majority of that money is derived from taking money from the pockets of others, who more often than not, know that it’s a grandkids college education or a retirement that’s being put at risk, and/or lost. The guilt of earning money on the backs of others who lose it was, in the words of the CEO, “literally killing then.”

Robert then said “people who live longer haven’t won and don’t win. Those who live longer in peace and comfort are the ones who win. You can still make a lot of money and have peace,” a motto, by the way, that Robert whole-heartedly believes in. “Who doesn’t want to make money? We all have a right to do that. But it has to be done in the correct way.”

This is my summary of the Master Yogi’s living in peace:

1. Guided by principles. Is what one does guided by a set of principles that stand the test of time.
2. Founded on good intentions. I like the word intention, because it means one is not setting out to screw another human being. The good intention is to put people to work, and if this is supported by principles, that work isn’t going to happen in a schloppy factory somewhere.
3. Leave the past behind. To err is human. That happened yesterday. Today is different. Today is for learning and for making difference decisions.
4. Look to the future, but don’t try and control it. The results of the your decisions today will show up tomorrow. The results may have unintended consequences–some good, some ill. Yet if the decision is based in solid principles and guided by good intentions, then the probability of a bad outcome is much lower. Even so, don’t worry about tomorrow. You did your best now let it go.
5. Daily meditation. A firm believer in meditation, Robert stressed that meditation can be moving (yoga, or even walking or Tai chi) but the goal is ‘quiet.’

I would modify the last line only slightly. I grew up repeating the phrase “do your best and let God do the rest.” You can substitute God with the God of your choosing, Karma, the Universe, or whatever force you believe it. It all comes down to the notion it’s I’ve taking it from my hands and put it in the hands of a higher being, and I’ve given all the stress and worry and angst that goes along with it.

In my kitchen, I have this phrase that says (in summary), thoughts becomes actions, actions become habits, habits become character etc. Robert started me thinking again…being more conscious of my every thought, action etc. And with that, I’m off to have a great Saturday.