December 31, 2011 I began what I hoped would be a sixty day juice fast. I had been inspired to do this after watching the movie, “Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead”. The juice fast was going very well; I had made it to day 37 and had lost a total of 46 pounds. My energy was through the roof, I felt emotionally great, everything was looking up, I was sure I could do the whole 60 days. Day thirty seven was a Sunday, my regular massage day. Neither Darlene nor I thought to question the wisdom of a massage while doing such an intense juice fast. The next morning I was feeling quite sick. My kidneys were kicking me hard for way too much abuse. The weight loss had been all they could handle now with the added toxins needing to be processed from the massage they were over whelmed and I was in a world of hurt.
Monday & Tuesday I drank the kidney flush drinks and supported my kidneys with the herbals they liked the most. Tuesday afternoon I went to bed and was out for several hours. I woke up around 9 pm to find my husband working on his computer in the lounge next to our bed. I struggled to the bathroom and then back to the bed where I slept until 2 am. I woke needing to make a fast run for the bathroom, it was all good. My kidneys no longer hurt, I felt all better.
Wednesday and Thursday I felt great. Friday I woke up with thick green puss coming out my eyes and nose. My vocal cords were so coated with the stuff I could not make a sound. My head was full of that sticky green stuff. It took several weeks and a couple of ELF’s to clear the worst of my symptoms. Even so I was weak as a kitten. The day before my crash I had easily done two miles on my treadmill. Over the next few months I continued to be very weak, I could not go more than a quarter mile on the treadmill without my knees buckling and feeling totally exhausted.
I kept expecting to begin feeling better but as the months slipped by my condition was growing worse. I regained all the weight I’d lost plus a few pounds. Motivation for doing a healing program with lacking, the idea of exerting myself in any direction required extreme effort. Whatever had infected me in February still had a hold in my system. December arrived and I was determined to do something to help myself feel better so I decided to begin by going on a raw food program. I lasted for a couple of weeks before modifying to a low carb mostly raw food program. Simply put I cut out all bread, pasta’s, and processed foods. I also started doing an ELF once a week.
With only those few minor changes I started feeling a bit better. My energy was moving up the scale. Then in January a friend needed help with his incurables program. We all decided it would be a great idea for him to stay here and do it with me. I needed the support and he needed someone to show him how it was done.
Last week we did our first week of Liver Flushing and juice fasting. We were not perfect. I’m sure we will get a good rhythm to our day as we continue on the program. This week it is Kidney Flushing and we are eating raw. Finding time for all our drinks and programs is the real challenge.
The year that began with such promise floundered in the middle but ended on an upswing. I learned a lot about myself in 2012. Discouragement need not destroy; The Lord provides the strength I need to rise above whatever life throws my way.
Saturday night we had an ELF Party. Several of us decided to support a friend having serious gallbladder issues. Over the past year or more he had mistakenly believed the pains in his upper chest and shoulder areas originated from pulled or over used muscles. Earlier in the week when he shared his story with me I suggested he try the gallbladder attack remedy. Within minutes he was completely out of pain.
In our lives, most of us will have our circumstances turned around many times. The downturns may be beyond our control and independent of our personal actions. Life’s lessons must be learned. If we fail to learn them during the good times, the Father will take us over the same track again and again, until we learn what He is trying to teach us.
The decision has been made, you want to make a difference in the world. Choosing to expand yourself beyond the small circle of family and friends who make up your community. How does it feel? What does it mean to stand up? It means to recognize and answer the call when it comes. Often the appeal is first heard as a quiet thought or conviction of heart. These are easily ignored or blown off as a passing whim for many, but to those who have chosen over and again to “Rise & Shine” when called, the passing whisper of thought is enough. They take hold of the good to be done charting the road for others to follow in their wake.
Exploring the depths of our inner world is the most important journey we can take. The study of myself has been the most important I have ever pursued. I have gotten to know myself through examining the early experiences in my life and reconciling the emotional fallout. An understanding of the damage done to the child I was has allowed me to let go of some long held misunderstandings about my responsibility for the abuse I endured. The contempt I held toward myself has been replaced with knowledge and forgiveness. Compassion for the teenager I was has replaced the shame and contempt I had felt toward myself. Throughout the years, as my teachers have passed through my life, they have each endeavored to lift me above my shame. Each was holding a piece of my personal puzzle, and answers to questions I had not even known to ask.