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Hehe. This made me laugh. [02 Nov 2006|10:13pm]
Vegan Steven
(from 'A Little Book of Vegan Poems')

There was a young vegan
Called Steven,
Who just would not kill for no reason,
This kid would not eat
No cheese or no meat
And he hated the foxhunting season.
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[28 Oct 2006|05:25pm]
I wrote an article a while ago and I wanted to write a few health notes about it in here.

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I wrote that mostly at night when I was wake thinking about things (I have so many ideas that keep me awake at night) and edited it the next day. I seem to collect ideas from places, carry them with me and turn them into things as I go along connecting the dots.
Along these same lines in the article, I thought that as my body is a being and not a thing (it has its own preferances, responces and language) and thinks and feels my thoughts with me, what ever I say or think about myself, my life or the world I am telling it the same and shaping how we both experiences things. I am it's translator for the world in a sense. It occured to me it was like I have a child, or someone in a trance, and I am programming them with my words, behaviour and thoughts.
I understood the edges of this, even if I hadn't understood it as deeply and with as much livliness and colour as I do now, but it effected me enough that eventually whenever I thought the word "myself" there was a kind of eco of the words "my cells" around it. I hadn't planned this, but it was like a ghost speaking from several lofty places in the back of my head, or like an after image of a flash. This meant though that whenever I thought "myself" I inevitably thought the words "my cells" and soon I started to get a mental film of all the cells in my body listening, or being washed with the emotions (hormones and other chemicals) my thoughts and perceptions for us were creating at that time. I saw my cells being programmed by my mind.

When we speak to ourselves (our cells) we are speaking to a community.

I started becoming really aware of all the negative thoughts I was repeating about myself (especially if the thought contained the word "myself" in it) more and more and getting that eco and that image. It begged the question, "if this is a programme I'm entering into my cells, or if this is how I'm teaching them how to behave or feel about me..." well, I didn't want my cells to feel that way about me or the community they were building!* I didn't want to pollute the enviroment they were in either with those bad feelings: it'd be like washing them in slow poision, possibly making them stupid or sick (or both).

I keep mentioning Bruce Lipton. I still haven't brought his book, but apparently this is what his work is all about. I'd love to learn more to write some really good articles... I want to expand my miiiind.

*As in my body.
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A Quote [23 Oct 2006|09:58pm]
"Most psychologists treat the mind as disembodied, a phenomenon with little or no connection to the physical body. Conversely physicians treat the body with no regard to the mind or the emotions. But the body and mind are not separate, and we cannot treat one without the other.

Research has shown that the body can and must be healed through the mind and the mind can and must be healed through the body."

From "Molecules of Emotion"
by Candace B. Pert, Ph.D., published by Scribner

Quote collected from here
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A free film about GM Foods [28 Sep 2006|03:30pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

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The Future of Food.
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[15 Sep 2006|02:41pm]
I'm so up and down this week (I feel like mostly down, but that sounds so negative.) Getting to sleep has been horrible as for some reason I'm much much more sore this week and it keeps me awake. I prefer my regular insomnia! Admittedly I have eaten some cooked food (things like broccoli and my mum's homemade vegetabley things) to go with my raw stuff, and maybe this is what is creating the soreness. I did really annoy myself after I ate what I ate but I've decided to just go with it; not judge myself and spend time looking after me and my thoughts. Be soft, be easy.

I was looking up Louise Hay last night and I realised I've neglected that part of my healing for a while. At first it was like having a burden lifted (she says it's our minds that create our illnesses) but I think I cut myself off from that side of my healing a little too much. Eating the cooked food, my mood, my worse health has made me to take action about this and last night I left a notebook by my bed to record my dreams. I usually wake up a few times in the night, and even though I haven't remembered my dreams for months and months, I decided that when I woke up I'd make a note if I'd dreamed anything. I woke up about nine times and had dreamed each time. It really worked! Some dreams were really stressful but when I wrote the last one down I remembered it ended with me watching bananas on a rollercoaster all laughing and talking like children, so that cheered me up a bit. (!?)

I just hope I feel better soon. Woke up with big glands in my throat and when I went to drink from the cup by my bed I was so ill that I just wobbled the water absolutely everywhere. Sometimes I don't know how bad I feel until I try to do things like that.
Heather (my massage and reflexology type person) said that my thyroid is really surprisingly not so good this week and that could really account for having some ups and then crashing down, as well as it influencing my eating. I don't know what to do about that exactly... I think it's time to turn inwards again, and I'm firmly decided on that this time (action already taken).
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[03 Sep 2006|08:43pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

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[31 Aug 2006|08:09pm]
Sometimes I really think that understanding diet when you're ill is as important as understanding not to push yourself. (No, seriously.)

I took a closer look at Dr. Fuhrman's website today and I saw he has an artical about why "nutritional therapy should be the first-line treatment for most diseases." There's a lot of really interesting things on here, so click around if you're into or just curious about this kind of thing. ("39% of women who have heart attacks die within a year, compared to 31% of men... ...Heart disease actually kills more women than men." I didn't know that...)

This reminds me! I finished the China Study while I was away and I now want to lend it to as many people as possible, and I'm going to buy more copies of it to give away. It's that good. Deffinetly, deffinetly highly, highly recommened though :)

If you want to read ANYTHING about diet, read this. If nothing else.

PS. It's not at all about crazy raw food diets.
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[30 Jul 2006|02:03pm]
[ mood | feeling better ]

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From: http://www.msrc.co.uk/index.cfm?fuseaction=show&pageid=311

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"Just around the corner..." [24 Jul 2006|02:36pm]
I was reading a book and the phrase, "always 'just around the corner'" rested on the page, echoing at me.

"Just around the corner." My mum has said that to me about my health. "You'll get better! It's just around the corner..." It was always "just around the corner" and I believed it always would be. In those first long years after my diagnosis, we knew so little about the illness and couldn't relate to it at all; it was so unlike anything any of us had ever experienced before.
The people around me (my parents, doctors, teachers, and maybe even myself to some extent) adopted an attitude of come on, let's move this along now. My doctor at the hospital was always asking me, "what's the next step to getting better? You have to take the next step. What is it?" He once made me write some questions down on a piece of paper. I could barely hold the pen to write and he said, "Write down "Are we pushing hard enough?" No, no. You have to write it down. Write it." I found that bit of paper again two years ago, and it still made me want to cry.

It just wasn't so simply done; it's not like walking up the ladder that they loved to use to describe recovery with. Because I was too ill I couldn't "move this along" so I felt like I was often dragged. Only when we all let me have the illness - to leave it and me alone enough to recover myself, mentally and emotionally - could I start to begin to mend in some way. It reminds me of building a house out of toy bricks; how can you expect to build them up if, after you've balanced a few blocks precariously on top of one another, you just keep knocking them down over and over again? Even though it's scary to live with and accept, especially when it feels wrong to because you want just the opposite and run, if you don't you won't be able to get help (whatever that means for the person). You can only work with what you've accepted what you have to work with, but luckily help comes in so many forms and degrees. (Not everyone would need the same form of help to change.)

For me progress was often so hidden under depression, hopelessness, self-sabotage, frustration and self-blame that only in hindsight can I see how there was any progress at all. It's only from being able to look back and see and how going through what I went through was actually the way forward.

I remember my mum's mum (I've always called her by her name, June) phoning me a few times to keep my company in the day for a few minutes. I'd cry from the effort it took to literally crawl to the phone, hold it up and just listen. There was lots of things like this people did to try and help, but it was just breakingly too much.
"Remember: one more day of being ill is one more day closer to getting better!" She said cheerily this whenever she made those calls and I thought that people maybe thought in terms of some months to my recovery; I didn't tell them that, though, in the fabric of my body I deeply felt otherwise.

I remember how those years felt - indiscribeable - and then I look on the years I have before me now. Last year was still a struggle, battling inside myself with the whole "did my thoughts create this illness?" among other things. I feel more calm and more comfortable now, not on a easy road still but I've gone from "suffering" to "recovering." Thinking of myself as someone "recovering from M.E" as opposed to "an M.E sufferer" would almost have been like an insult in years past and I would never have believed myself capable of it. Last year I wasn't at home with that idea, but rejected the "suffering" label at least, but now...
People would tell me stories: "oh, so-and-so was so ill! You wouldn't believed how ill they were! They're so much better now!" and hint with their eyes that this would be me some day. It wasn't just hard to believe, it just felt like it didn't (and wouldn't) apply to me.
I realised this last week that I'm almost like one of those story people. I felt happy and hollow at the same time about that at once because I still remember. Its bitter. I remember those years and it's like that version of me is in limbo. I just feel restless while others are still living that pain right now.

I want to help. Everyone deserves to have a story.
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"Reality", Diet and Human Rights [17 Jul 2006|06:28pm]
There was a man on TV the other night talking about someone who had swam the channel to raise money for charity (they were these two celebrities). They'd both visited a really pour country and were really moved by it and the man who was talking said that how most people "come back to reality" after a visit like theirs but his friend didn't and it had stayed with him.

The more I thought about what he said, the more strange it seemed to be. Is this other country not a reality? If anything coming back is coming back to the illusion!

It reminds me of something I read on http://www.foodrevolution.org/ that I thought was interesting and was waiting to talk about it a bit on here. Maybe you could say food really changes reality, in more ways than one.

(I know this talks about the USA, but really all countries make a difference.)

"UNESCO tells us that every day, forty thousand children in the world die because of a lack of nutrition, of food. Every day, forty thousand children. And the amount of grain that we grow in the West is mostly used to feed our cattle. Eighty percent of the corn grown in this country is to feed the cattle to make meat. Ninety-five percent of the oats produced in this country is not for us to eat, but for the animals raised for food. According to this recent report that we received of all the agricultural land in the US, eighty-seven percent is used to raise animals for food. That is forty-five percent of the total land mass in the US.

"More than half of all the water consumed in the US whole purpose is to raise animals for food. It takes 2500 gallons of water to produce a pound of meat, but only 25 gallons to produce a pound of wheat. A totally vegetarian diet requires 300 gallons of water per day, while a meat-eating diet requires more than 4000 gallons of water per day.

"Raising animals for food causes more water pollution than any other industry in the US because animals raised for food produce one hundred thirty times the excrement of the entire human population. It means 87,000 pounds per second. Much of the waste from factory farms and slaughter houses flows into streams and rivers, contaminating water sources.

"Each vegetarian can save one acre of trees per year. More than 260 million acres of US forests have been cleared to grow crops to feed animals raised for meat. And another acre of trees disappears every eight seconds. The tropical rain forests are also being destroyed to create grazing land for cattle.

"In the US, animals raised for food are fed more than eighty percent of the corn we grow and more than ninety-five percent of the oats. We are eating our country, we are eating our earth, we are eating our children. And I have learned that more than half the people in this country overeat."
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Doctors [26 Jun 2006|10:54pm]
I was making one of my green drinks and thinking about the last entry I wrote. I was thinking and I want to say that I'm not against doctors, dispite recommending that often it's best to walk away from them (and I really think in a lot of cases it is, or at least to see and use them differently).
I'm not against them because it's not about the individual doctor, the person. It's definitely not about creating yet another divide, another "us and them.” Maybe even doctors feels lost, not knowing what to do or how to help. Maybe they're just on automatic or are simply comfortable doing what they do, and these can be traps for anybody (like a sickly kind of sedation).

It's the system rather than the doctor, and you have to choose a system that works and walk away from any that don't work, even a mainstream system, if you want to get results that work. A good person using a bad system still won't produce good results in anything, even health.

Most of the time when I think it would be best if someone stopped going to their doctor it's because doctors can become a security blanket (my mum used to say a lot when I felt worse or mentioned a symptom that was bothering me, "shall I make an appointment to see the doctor?" even though we both know they could do nothing.) It seems that when people give up their power in this way, either by habit, in drips and drabs or whole heartedly, they won't know how they can use their own power for themselves or what it can do for them in their own lives. They go back to the system, even if it's a bad one... you can't become independent or empowered this way and on many levels I think the journey to health is all about independence, empowerment and finding ones own wisdom.

But I wanted to celebrate some good doctors and I found Dr. Kristine Nolfi.Collapse )
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"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good people do nothing." - Edmund Burke [22 Jun 2006|07:04pm]
[ mood | tired ]

I've just watched an animal compassion film that almost made me cry (Peaceable Kingdom). Afterward I went to the supermarket with my mum to buy some food and going down the meat isles was a trip.

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Health/Self Activism [21 Jun 2006|11:17pm]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

I kept hearing about how great wheat grass (wheatgrass/wheat grass?) was supposed to be but after reading this article I'm thinking it could be a good idea to actually try and experiment with some myself.

Suddenly I can feel my Higher Rosa reading that and rasing her eyebrows at me saying, "Well yes, Rosa, who else were you waiting for to try this out for you?" I know she's wondering if I was expecting for someone else to find it, use it and drink it for me, humn?

Wheatgrass or not, I'm deffinetly a firm believer of being active in my/your health. Health Activism! It's taken me a while to get to this place, though. I've been in a big black whirl, needed to work things through on the inside first before I can do things for myself on the outside. People can get blind spots when it comes to health or just don't know where to look, and I deffinetly know that from my own life. Sometimes maybe all we need is something to reach for or believe in and then we can see more clearly or care about things again to take action. (People won't care about eating if they have it in their blind spot or think it doesn't matter that much; just in a vague sort of way, really.)

I'm going to see how it goes though before I can make a proper judgement, but here's the artical.

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[20 Jun 2006|01:02pm]
[ mood | sad ]

Sometimes I feel like I don’t even dare to dream, like the M.E has made even my spirit feel anaemic.

I went to the last hour of a wedding reception on Saturday, where my dad’s wife was the maid of honour. I walked around the field in front of the church hall with my brother after saying hello to a few people. The hall was stuffy and noisy and I needed to prepare myself for that a little.

It was dark, nice warm night air. We walked around the field once – a cricket pitch – and sat down on some about benches half way. I enjoyed it; it was different, like tasting the world outside M.E on the wind.

Back in the church hall people were dancing. I watched and imagined my future self as being one of them (dancing is a dream of mine). I liked seeing all the people having fun, but I felt very aware of myself and of my limits (heavy limbs, aching from fatigue, weighed down and blurry around the edges, prone to braking) especially seeing the young people.
I couldn’t dance with them and I wanted to escape to the field again to walk around it, but my walking-energy was spent. As I was watching, though, I saw a man, Thomas, the bride’s brother. I’d been told about Thomas before and when the bride (a close family friend) had talked about him she said that she’d like to introduce us.
I had never met him before though, but I’d known he was in a wheelchair. I watched him as he drove his around the dance floor (electric), joining in with the other people and clearly enjoying himself. When he waved his arms in the air, I could see that he had no hands.

Watching Thomas I felt that we were so different, yet there were strings of sameness (but I guess you could apply this to all humans). I felt like watching him was a quiet lesson of sorts; I thought… well… maybe my dreams of dancing aren’t so silly for this body after all.

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Papaya [12 Jun 2006|01:37pm]
[ mood | warm ]

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I love the simplicity of eating this way. There is something really wonderful about slicing open a big succulent papaya and having it for breakfast by itself; my current most beautiful, favourite fruit!
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Question Everything [02 Jun 2006|10:49pm]
"It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not to worship what is known, but to question it." Jacob Chanowski

http://www.shazzie.com is where I first read eating only raw foods. There's a section on it called "Transformations," and at first when I looked at the pictures I thought it was about weight loss (I thought it'd be something like the GI Diet or whatever). When I read what they were actualy about it seemed miraculous! A lot of them were like me – incurable, nothing that can be done to help them – but they all cured themselves.
It wasn’t just the complete recoveries or how they had above average health now; it was how simple and back to nature what they were doing seemed to be, which is something that I loved and still do about the life style.
It was like a new depth of life and it just fitted somehow, like a link that'd been overlooked*: it was natural; holistic; it actually involved me in my health and explained my suspicions about dis-ease (that bodies are not stupid but there's a reason they can’t work. The trick is to find out the root cause and make the appropriate changes so that they can function. The words “creating the right internal environment for health” come to mind, but I wasn’t sure how to fit that into a sentence…).

Without telling anyone though (I wanted to do this quietly, test the waters) I cut dairy and bread completely out of my diet for two weeks with fruit only for breakfast and mainly for snacks. I actually only really meant to try this for a week but I could already see it was slightly better this way.

At the time when I read the transformations I was curious, if a little cautious. I kept going back to the page, reading the stories again, mulled it over for a while... I could feel it more and more though that this was the way to go – really as though something was pushing me towards it, perhaps even my own body – and I knew that if I didn't at least try then I'd regret it.

I also knew that this would change my life, and that was a little frightening.

I’m so greatful; I think I even feel like a different person in myself now. I feel like I take a more active role in my life, but - back to the website again - I admit I was a little starry eyed at first after I came out of the living foods closest, but I was ready. I was realising that maybe I didn't have to be ill and this could really help, even if it wasn't the be all and end all cure. It didn't take long either to see the benifits of raw food in my own life, so why did I feel like I was missing somethng?

I think my confusion grew with websites like Shazzie.com and even now when I look at them I feel slightly dazed. They have these glamorous superfoods (I like to think of them as “raw food bling”), a lot of enthusiasm and confusion.

I wanted – needed – to break and look away from these gurus, the glamour, the "superfoods" and try and see what’s behind it all, to see simply.

I don’t think the websites or the people are a bad (seeing Shazzie’s site may have even changed my life) but looking at the website again tonight made me want to get something off my mind, although I’m not sure what. (Like why do they feel they have to sell vitamin C tablets? Vitamins are the last thing to be concerned about on a raw food diet!)

I don’t want to get distracted or attached to "a way", or even an out come. I want to stay on track, plant my feet firmly on the ground and know what I’m doing. I need to keep the glitter from my eyes so I can see clearly and do what's best for me. When I did that experiment I decided to commit to my health, to myself, not some raw guru...

The entry about fruit and greens and so on is what I guess is the foundation for the rest of the diet to evolve on: lots of fresh fruit, low fat, eating lots of greens and getting enough water and calories. I feel like this is what’s important to focus on, and the superfoods are like the icing if anything, but everything's changing. Being open to changing thoughts is being open to changing life...

*I remembered, after mentioning the juicing book, the first book that really opened my eyes to diet was a book called Cooking Without and was the second book in a series (I haven’t read the first). It mainly talked about how important blood sugar was and how dramatically it can affect the quality of our lives.
It was either in this book or in the juicing book, though (or both!) that it mentioned how the temperature where food like fruit and vegetables are kept shouldn’t been disturbed much as it can lead to loss of nutrients. I remember thinking at the time, “O-kay, that’s interesting but if you’re warning me against something that subtle and then telling me to cook them…?” it didn’t make sense then, but makes me kinda smile now. It's like there's things pointing to a diet like this from all over!
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A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. ~Lao Tzu [01 Jun 2006|12:02am]
[ mood | sad ]

Some days I feel excited and that I’m heading somewhere, like I’m on a hike to health and I’ll get better. It’s invigorating and interesting looking at this landscape that I’m in, if only because I know that I’m slowly, slowly leaving it behind. (Successfully leaving it also relies on learning and paying attention to it.)
Some days though I feel like I’m just on a mill; that I’ll go around and around the process of getting better and never arrive at better.

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Chapter from 12 Steps to Raw Food [26 May 2006|04:37pm]
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The Energetics of Health [26 May 2006|03:58pm]
[ mood | interested ]

Do you ever get those moments where it feels like you’ve only just noticed something really quite obvious that you’ve been unable to see before?

Today’s been like that for me and I’ve felt mildly excited all day because of it: I always sort of knew on the top of my head how everything was energy but somehow I didn’t realise it. I feel like today it’s sunk in on deeper levels, and even if I’m not sure if I can use it for benefits yet, it’s exciting just to have it dawn on me.

I was thinking about those energy pictures, about diet and how people like Louise Hay have cured themselves of cancer with their mind alone. It seemed so unconnected somehow, like opposites, but I realised: all healing is essentially just re-energising the body-mind-spirit* in some way. It's all about energy.

Energy follows thought, and eating is another main way to get this energy: living/raw foods have the most electricity out of anything you can eat (I quite like the mental image of eating electricity…) but it's not just about the diet; sometimes people get a hold of a piece of the puzzle and think it's the whole picture. The piece can be really truely interesting and worthy of attention, but it is still a piece. The mind, exercise, diet, relaxation, meditation, yoga and therapies like massage are all pieces, aspects of the puzzle.

I kept seeing in myself and in others how the things we'd try out for our health would only take us so far before it stopped working (if it helped at all or even lasted). I often wondered if this was because we'd just tackled one aspect out of many, or started with the wrong peice (like the proverbial boats a few entries ago that would just get pushed back time and time again by the waves of the illnesses). For me, the diet is a key piece I can now play, but all healing is really about energy!

I don't feel like I'm treading water so much anymore, knowing this.

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If you could see the energy in your food, which food would you chose to eat? If you could see the energy of your thoughts, which thoughts would you choose to think?

*Someone needs to invent a new and simpler word…
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Green! [25 May 2006|09:19pm]
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I've been making the most amazing green stuff lately!

(Ingredients for this one: an orange, a banana and a mango blended with two handfuls of kale. Don't be scared, it's really quite nice :) )
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