The emphasis on satisfying the body’s needs continues in my household and it’s not just me! My dear Beloved has been suffering with an injury that is changing the way he treats his physical self, or at least is encouraging him to do things differently. Thank the Goddess that I am on the other hand experiencing greater strength in my body and increased energy. We seem to take it in turns when it comes to having big challenges and this time is no exception. So when we moved into a house sit this week I had to do all the packing and lugging over the day and then go and work an overnight shift that same evening. And I was tired but I managed it all without getting overwhelmed and was able to be there for my Beloved as an emotional support too.
The fact that I was able to do that tells me that the healing program I am engaged in is working. That and also my approach when I have a lot to do which I call, slow and steady wins the race. So I am getting better and the pre-cancerous lesion is also looking like it’s changing, it seems to be fading which has to be good right? I will get it checked later this month but the signs are all good that using food as medicine is producing a much healthier body. Seems a bit bloody obvious really but we live in a world where the medical profession has completely ignored this fact up to now. I read an article the other day that talks about studies showing that cancer is a disease of the modern era. Again it seems very bloody obvious but there are so many vested interests that don’t want us to know this. And how it can be possible to treat cancer and other health issues without resorting to drugs or chemotherapy.
http://www.sciencepunch.com/research-finally-confirms-cancer-purely-man-made-disease/
Anyway that’s it for me now, I could go on and on about vested interests causing immense suffering but lets save that for another time. I am eating the right fuel for my body and feeling great so I am currently living proof of the efficacy of food as medicine!
Whenever I do manage a post it tends to be all about food as medicine and this will be no exception I am sure. The latest episode in my gustatory adventures is all about going back to the ketogenic diet which is where I started this journey three months ago. This time I am measuring the fat burning process and the indicator that tells me I’m doing it right is ketones. Now if you know me you know you won’t get a detailed technical explanation of this, it’s just not my style and I’m sure there are many resources out there that describe it better than I could. All I need to know is that when there are ketones in my urine I am burning the right kind of fat and so far it seems to be going well. And that’s in spite of a day this week when I gave in to desire and had a couple of bliss balls. Normally quite healthy but not ketogenic but the ketones keep appearing hooray!
I’m not keeping up the promise of weekly posts at the moment but you know there are times when life takes over and you are too much ‘in’ the experience to write about it. Still there I think as it has been a big time for the love bubble of Kerry and Brendan. A 7 day juice fast which included 4 coffee enemas and as many trips into Brisbane (the closest big smoke) for my Beloved as he navigated the loss of his mum. Yes a big time indeed but this blog is primarily about sharing what goes on inside of me, my Beloved’s internal sea of shifting feelings and moods is his to share or not as he pleases. So for me the little bit of resistance that is curling up inside of me is all about finishing that last bit of work for my tax. Not actually such a lot of time required but getting to it seems especially challenging.
It’s been a while and I may only stay with you for a fairly brief moment as I have been very busy with my health program, with work and with all the ongoing healing processes. To say nothing of some lovely people connections here and there even as my Beloved and I have been somewhat on retreat when we don’t have to work. And for me being on retreat does not include looking at a computer screen, not even very often for entertainment of any kind really. Reading is so relaxing and I have been reading through a series of books after many years and enjoying being absorbed back into that story. The beautiful bush around our shack is always a delight as are the birds during the day and the stars at night. Nature is very healing, technology can be too but you have to be discerning.
I’m writing this on day two of a fast and at the moment I’m feeling light and energised, full of sunlight if that makes any sense to you! So far I’ve only done two days of this particular process and my experience so far is that I can go up and down during the day so I’m hoping to get this post done while I am still on more of an up. I did this for two days last week and it conjured up a funny kind of space where my thoughts were often in a cloud of confusion, at times I felt quite lost. And so I’m here once again and there are similar feelings going on but I must say when I tune into my body it is actually quite content.
As I drive down an unknown street in the darkness just before dawn, there is a sense of uncertainty and adventure even through my deep weariness. Then before me a huge shape rises up like the finger of a giant pointing to the sky, outlined against the barely dawning sky. Suddenly I am full of a fear that takes hold of me and shakes me down to my primordial roots. Even though I know perfectly well that it is one of the Glasshouse Mountains it seems like a monstrous creature looming over me and threatening me with I know not what…………….
Falling into the swirling pool of sacred union as we lay upon finely spun rainbows and travel into dimensions of delight and joy. Shedding energies dark and deep I feel a space unfold within, a sacred vessel to receive and to channel the energies of divine union. One body, one being, we are pure sensation as the tantric journey opens our hearts ever deeper and the healing goes deep and deeper. And so it is time for that healing to go to the forbidden places that mindfulness has been afraid to go, the anger never allowed to form, the grief underneath, the sense that the world is full of sorrow. New life springs forth even as energies release into the Mother of transformation, the alchemical smelting pot that turns despair into hope. Candles and coloured lanterns and balls, a happy flowered skull holds a candle like a friendly All Hallows Day spirit come to warm us with her sweet tempered light
Summer used to be my favourite month but it is rapidly becoming a time that feels like it can only be endured as the temperatures soar. My base temperature is much hotter than it used to be before I began to experience menopause but I don’t think there is anyone who isn’t over this extreme weather. And then there is the extreme state of politics in the world which may seem worse now we have Trump but personally I think he is simply a big reflection of what our culture has created in the world. And if that is our mirror it is quite obvious that fundamental change is needed because on the current trajectory we are rapidly heading towards the extinction of the human race. I can’t imagine Mother Earth shedding too many tears for us and whatever creatures manage to survive in spite of us will be dancing upon our mass graves.
Through the Vortex 