Hi!

I'm here!

I could have really done with that long posting from you. ;)

I'm hanging in there, but as I said to my husband last night - by my fingernails.

It's the emotional stuff that has really go me by the short and curlies.

I do want food too - but not in a hunger way if that makes sense?
But I DO want it. I did a big shop at the organic shop of all the yummies I will be tucking into on completion. Pure hazelnut butter! Wild rice! Brazil nuts, cashews!!!Yum, yum!

I'm am heartily and utterly sick of the taste, sight and smell of the lemonade drink at the moment and I am drinking predominantly water.

I am tired of smelling and smelling like cayenne pepper all the time.

My little strings of mucoid plaque are making their daily regular appearance, much to my annoyance (right now), because I wish that my body wasn't sending me all these clear, clear signals that it still has so much to do. Sigh!

Busy. Occupied. In full swing.Doing its thing.Deeeeeeee toxing.

I have been feeling nauseous and headachey the last couple of days.
Maybe longer.

Generally, BLAH!

What am I telling myself?

The following.....

Feeling this way sucks.

Feeling this way means that I am processing more toxins OUT of my system - toxins that as they pass through me make me SICK. Imagine what damage they were doing tucked away inside of different parts of my system. So, OUT foul toxins, say I.

I figure that my body is going pretty deep to find them at this stage of the game - at a depth that it could only achieve this far into a fast. Wow. I am impressed with its thoroughness.

Going by how crook I have been feeling, it is really nasty, nasty stuff I have been releasing.

I am committed to getting the toxins out.

The pink area of my tongue is growing. About of a third now starting from the tip, is pink. The rest of it another message from my body - stories of the toxins it is grappling with.There seem to be rather alot.

This whole mind thing though.

I was out yesterday and ended up walking to a bus stop with a friend - normally I jump into a cab. She decided she'd like to walk "a while" and we ended up walking for an hour - all the way. In the Singapore heat, even in the rainy season, this is no mean feat.

However, on my arrival home I proceded to spend another two hours moving large pot plants and generally doing a major clean up outside.

When I finished - drenched in sweat - I went inside to a ringing phone. Another friend was ringing to remind me that we were heading into China Town to check out the New Year decorations in fifteen minutes. I showered changed and I was off.

I had a ball - walking , doing the garden and spending another hour or two outside in China Town.

I felt fine. I felt great.

I think exercising helped. Not focussing on the fast helped. Having fun helped.

How long am I going to stick? I don't know.

In a way I feel so ungenerous. I have spent 37 years inadvertantly polluting my body, because I did not know how to read the signals it was sending me. Signals to detox, clean out. Signals that my liver and other organs were struggling with toxins.

I what do I give it?
One day per year of my life to undo each year of my life. I know that not everyone achieves a pink tongue in 40 days.

What amazes me is how much out body sucedes in doing with that relatively tiny amount of time. I am so impressed by all that it is doing - that I want to honour it - the work it is doing.

The best way I can do that right now is to keep the environment going that allows it to work at this pace.

It is tough, but we are a team.

You asked about sex? I feel the same way about that at the moment as I do about the shakes. LOL!!!! My poor partner!!!

I do trust that improved sexual enjoyment is something I will reap
the rewards of post fast. Sigh!

Back to the lemonade....I do have a theory though. I suspect that it will start tasting good to me again soon. Just a gut instinct. I think my response at the moment is coloured by all the toxins out an about mid-flush at the moment.

Well! Them's my thoughts!!!

Tiratu