I started taking GUITAR LESSONS recently, and my boyfriend was giving me a hard time about it. Did you ask him to teach you ‘Stairway to Heaven’? Not exactly. But it occurred to me that a healing path kind of feels like one to an extent. In the beginning, I would get frustrated. I would go through some MONUMENTAL ORDEAL and think hooray! Now, that I’ve been through all that I’m going to be back to normal again. Inevitably, I would be disappointed. It would seem like things were getting better. Then I’d have what would seem to be a big SETBACK. How can this be happening, I’d think? I’ve been doing everything right. Why does this keep happening?
Now that more time has passed, I have the benefit of hindsight. One thing that I’m realizing is a person recovering from chronic illness should have more realistic expectations. For one, everything is a process. Kind of like this VIDEO that RAWDAWG RORY posted recently (I love Rawdawg Rory). When you’re going through the process, it seems never-ending at times. But when you look backwards, it’s really amazing how the body sort of prioritizes things. It’s so elegant. It innately knows what to tackle first. Admittedly, when it was all happening, I had no idea what was going on. Looking back though, it makes a lot of sense.
Needless to say, I climbed another stair last week. The during part was pretty intense. I knew something was up when I lost my (usually voracious) appetite. At first, I thought this was a cue to juice fast. But I think my body had other things in mind. One thing I’ve learned over time is to submit to the elegant wisdom and to just try to support as much as possible. So, I rode the wave. This one had some pretty rough waters (nausea, chills, vomiting, supernaps, fatigue, bizarre skin eruptions, and you know the drill). But I’m feeling better now. My immune system has been kind of BEATEN DOWN until recently. I finally started getting normal numbers in the last month or so. Now it’s maybe strong enough to start cleaning house again. And I feel like I’ve finally knocked my CANDIDA infection into submission somewhat. I suspect that was what a lot of that episode was about. So I’m really focused on keeping it under control until I get my digestion in order. I’ve been on a ZERO SUGAR kick (no sweeteners, fruits, dates etc.). Strangely, it’s all happening very naturally and without much fussing. I haven’t had any difficult cravings. It just seems like what I’m supposed to do. To me, that is a sign that this is either an episode of the twilight zone or some kind of bizarre healing crisis!
I’ve also been ADDICTED to this lately. Strangely, I HATED it until about a week ago. It’s the fermented kimchee at ECOPOLITAN (Minneapolis’ raw food restaurant).
I’ve been kind of splurging a little lately. My current kitchen is kind of small and being shared with a carnivore (NOT THAT THERE’S ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT). I recently cleaned a huge puddle of rotten deli meat juice out of the vegetable drawer. So anyway, this is probably the most I’ve eaten at Ecopolitan in my entire life. Here is their tostada plate.
The taco salad is great too.
I meant to take a picture of the sausage pizza, but umm…I was busy. I can honestly say that that was the only pizza I’ve ever liked (except maybe THIS one). It really tastes like sausage.
So, I guess you could say I had a bit of a breakthrough recently. On a lot of levels. I’ve been getting a steady stream of good news this week. More on that later…