“Nothing’s that wrong with me.”
Look around you, at how many people are chalking odd symptoms up to “just getting older”.
Look at how many kids are on prescriptions (7 out of 10 kids–did you know?).
Look at how many people can’t lift heavy things, can’t walk around the block, can’t cope with the necessary physical effort that’s required to do life. (Myself included with some of these – but I’m working on it!)
We’re not fine–it’s NOT normal to be sick or weak and just resign ourselves to it. We deserve health!
I got my third Reiki attunement from very dear friends back in 2016.
These friends are powerful energy workers and healers, and I’m happy that we See eye to eye in many matters, both mundane and spiritual. That’s an uncommon friendship feature, when you stop and really think about it.
Too many relationships seem to come with energetic hooks that squeeze people via expectations and limits.
This ultimately leads to frustration for the one who’s got the energetic hooks lodged in their psyche!Continue reading →
So in my last post in this series, I was feeling very unsettled and confused because wheat, the major ingredient in my diet, was suddenly being implicated as unhealthy, and the cause of my husband’s suspected Celiac disease.
This Celiac thing turned our world upside-down.
At first I approached it like a random allergy, as if he was allergic to strawberries or latex:
It occurred to me recently that I am living a largely theoretical life.
I may have clever or even divine inspirations, but I hesitate to act on them. I think of doing amazing, life-changing, progress-oriented things, but it seems that too often, I don’t follow through, or external things get in the way and for whatever reason, the progress is stunted.
For example, I have sworn off caffeine more times than I can count, yet at this very moment, there is a half-empty bottle of soda nearby.
So in my last post in this series, I left off at the point where I was a complacent vegan who felt “pretty good” about my choices from an ethical and a nutritional standpoint, and was more or less satisfied with my diet for the time being.
Then, gradually, I lost my passion for veganism.
Now, I was never one of those street-corner supporters, denouncing the evils of flesh food to anyone who would listen (ok, maybe in my head, tho).
From the start, I had been quietly passionate about lessening animal cruelty and helping the environment–and being vegan was the most tangible way I thought that I could effect positive change.
Somewhere along the line, I lost passion for most other things in my life, as well. I was in the grips of a deep depression.
I’ve been a vegetarian for about 17 years–but I’m currently experiencing an inner earthquake of thoughts on health, ethics, nutrition and more–and I need to write about it. The next few posts are going to chronicle my thought process and dietary evolution up to the precarious, interesting point of view I’m at now.
I first went veg as a teen, along with my mother, who was becoming veg again for the third or fourth time in her life (she had a habit of not staying true to herSelf in the face of ridicule or opposition from those closest to her). I remember wanting Long John Silver’s chicken strips, and fish sandwiches from Burger King (we ate out a LOT), and then feeling so guilty after eating them. Continue reading →
Change is inevitable. However, in my life, I seem to follow a sort of holding pattern for years at a time, and then changes hit fast and furiously, all at once.
I am not sure if I create this pattern through my own subconscious, or…? Regardless, it’s clear that now seems to be the time for one of these change-storms.
I’m on the path (albeit stumbling!) of veganism again, or at the very least, a much healthier diet with fewer processed foods. I’ve made a commitment to putting my family first, and to being a patient, gentle and respectful parent.