I awoke this morning feeling a bit odd. Not a scratchy throat; not nausea; something more subtle. Something was on its way, and I wanted to nip it in the bud.
I dosed myself with grapefruit seed extract. Now GSE is tricky, because it's a viscous liquid that has The Worst Taste I have ever experienced. But I've learned that if I dilute it into a protein drink, the viscosity of both liquids blend nicely, and the flavor of the protein drink masks the bitterness of the GSE. The other trick about GSE is that it can really upset your stomach. So as soon as I dosed myself, I felt the first niggly nausea starting to coalesce. I grabbed something out of the fridge, protein rich, and ate a few bites and got ahead of the nausea. Whew. You'd think I'd remember from GSE regimen to GSE regimen that I need something in my stomach first.
ANYway. . . . 'round about 11:00 I started to feel a bit odd again. Time for more GSE. FIRST, I was going to eat lunch, and a SALT sandwich sounded really good. So I got out the stripples, avocado, lettuce, but not the tomato, and made a yummy SALT-minus-the-T sandwich. It wasn't very good. It looked great, it smelled great, I usually LOVE them, but my taste is off, because of whatever this thing is that's being subdued by the GSE in my bloodstream. Currently the GSE is winning the battle, and here I am, happily typing away.
I expect some day to have complete control over that secret yogic power that allows us to heal ourselves. For now, I need a sidekick, and oftentimes my sidekick is GSE. Colds and flu, all those insidious little pranksters that can lay us low, GSE helps me triumph every time. It takes 2 or 3 days for the prankster to go away completely, but during those days, I keep up my usual routine, pausing every 3 or 4 hours, when I start to feel a bit icky, to take another dose of GSE, and I'm up and running again. For me, it works. When I use it.
Now, I've told LOTS of other people about this method, and I know of only 1 other person that has the same empowering results that I experience, and she's the person that told ME about GSE. That gives me pause. Are other people not doing it right? Does GSE help only a small group of people? Or is it perhaps that I believe it's going to help, and so it does help?
I'm all for the placebo effect. Give me the placebo and let my optimistic attitude carry the day. That's fine with me. I get well, plus I don't have to deal with side effects. But what is the placebo effect? Does it depend on right attitude?
We're moving into a higher age, where we're becoming more aware of subtle energies. Body work, energy work, hands-on healers, all kinds of techniques are being discovered, taught, and learned by more and more people. Subtle health techniques are healing more and more people. The subtly of healing energy is exquisite and captivating. It's a wondrous time to be living on this planet, watching this subtle wisdom emerge from the shadows.
I drip essential oils onto my forearms every morning. They enhance my metabolism and soothe my arthritis. When I don't use them for 3 or 4 days, my energy dips and my old running injury grinds away at the tenderized edges of my hip, and I start limping. When I go back to the oils, my energy returns and my hip sighs happily into quiet warmth. The oils work. When I use them.
If we meditate every day; if we energize and listen for aum, if we pray, or chant, whatever combination of techniques we've pieced together that connect us to the inner peace of the divine, we move through our days more centered, more intuitive, more ready for whatever our day brings to us.
These are subtle energies, but the techniques to connect with them work. The techniques work, if you use them. Our only job is to remember to use them.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Rise to the occasion
Back when I still worked an 8 to 5 job, I'd lie in bed every morning after the alarm went off, and wish that I could just stay in bed. Please, please, please. I'd think of time-saving tips that would let me lie there a few more minutes, snoozing. I would decide what I was going to wear that day; I could do that laying there, rather than waiting until I was showered and standing in front of the closet door; which shoes, which dress. . .
Oftentimes I would trick myself. I don't have to get up for work; I only have to get up and take a shower. Somehow that seemed less onerous, and it would usually get me out of bed and into the shower. Once in the shower, I could summon the energy to plan the day, go get dressed, breakfast, and out to the car. By then I was okay. I rose to the occasion a step at a time.
Oftentimes, after a particularly fatiguing day, I would go to yoga class and move through the asanas, regaining my center and smoothing away the hecticness of the day. And then we would move into relaxation, finally laying flat on our backs in savasana, with soft music wafting through the room, deeply contented and whole.
Then the instructor would start talking, softly, softly, and I would think, "Oh no. . . I cannot move. I cannot get up off of this floor." And the instructor would wisely say, "Wiggle your toes. Gently rotate your ankles. . ." and she would coax us out of corpse pose. And every time, class after class, by simply wiggling my toes, the energy would stir again, and I could imagine the possibility of moving my ankles and bending my knees, roll over onto my side, and gradually climb up onto my feet, regaining functionality. Victory.
Those toe wiggles taught me that moving energy produces more energy. By moving our bodies, by at least starting the overwhelming task, by simply getting the energy moving, everything changes. By taking a little step forward, energetic momentum kicks in and takes us even further forward. Sometimes we have to trick ourselves into moving that first bit of energy, but that's a much easier task than contemplating the enormity of everything that's in front of us.
Little by little we can rise to each occasion, until we learn to trust that it really will happen. Then we can rise a little more promptly, a little more steadily, a little more consciously. No matter the size of the task, if we start where we are and begin moving forward, we focus our energy and it carves out room in front of us so we can keep taking steps forward, until, wow, we've done it.
Oftentimes I would trick myself. I don't have to get up for work; I only have to get up and take a shower. Somehow that seemed less onerous, and it would usually get me out of bed and into the shower. Once in the shower, I could summon the energy to plan the day, go get dressed, breakfast, and out to the car. By then I was okay. I rose to the occasion a step at a time.
Oftentimes, after a particularly fatiguing day, I would go to yoga class and move through the asanas, regaining my center and smoothing away the hecticness of the day. And then we would move into relaxation, finally laying flat on our backs in savasana, with soft music wafting through the room, deeply contented and whole.
Then the instructor would start talking, softly, softly, and I would think, "Oh no. . . I cannot move. I cannot get up off of this floor." And the instructor would wisely say, "Wiggle your toes. Gently rotate your ankles. . ." and she would coax us out of corpse pose. And every time, class after class, by simply wiggling my toes, the energy would stir again, and I could imagine the possibility of moving my ankles and bending my knees, roll over onto my side, and gradually climb up onto my feet, regaining functionality. Victory.
Those toe wiggles taught me that moving energy produces more energy. By moving our bodies, by at least starting the overwhelming task, by simply getting the energy moving, everything changes. By taking a little step forward, energetic momentum kicks in and takes us even further forward. Sometimes we have to trick ourselves into moving that first bit of energy, but that's a much easier task than contemplating the enormity of everything that's in front of us.
Little by little we can rise to each occasion, until we learn to trust that it really will happen. Then we can rise a little more promptly, a little more steadily, a little more consciously. No matter the size of the task, if we start where we are and begin moving forward, we focus our energy and it carves out room in front of us so we can keep taking steps forward, until, wow, we've done it.
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