Re: feeling terrible

Shoot! That sounds like it was a walk in the park. Not what you wanted to hear.

It wasn't.

That's what I began to feel two or three weeks in...as my fears began to subside.

I was pretty low BEFORE Humaworm...in some ways I was desperate...thinking I was on the way out. I was clutching at straws.

I had decided to restore myself on my own.

Deep inside I still felt like me...me when I was a kid, and invincible. (Don't let seniors fool you, we all feel like kids, inside.)

Humaworm, cleansings of all kinds, are not quick fixes, as we have come to expect from the medical world of today. They are continuums...and may be directly connected to your beliefs in possibilities...the famous 'placebo effect'...I think.

When a symptom disappears and well-being is restored in an area, it is not exactly a 'high'. It is a feeling of 'rightness', a 'homecoming' to your rightful place. Often, you don't really know exactly how you got there.

The herbals, of course, but there are other things that changed, too...and not all of them completely physical.

It doesn't really matter how you traveled, arriving is lovely...and we forget the downs. Yup. They disappear, even as the signs of critters go down the drain.

Follow your instincts.

If your 'cleansing effects' are a bit too much, cut back. Your systems will tell you it is okay to go back to the dosing.

After a while you'll notice amazing bonuses you didn't expect at all...like no cellulite in my thighs. Ohmigosh! Something worked very, very well. That's HUGE!


You and I are completely different from each other. Even if we had exactly the same number, of the same varieties, in the same places...our freedoms would come in completely different ways.

Luckily R.G. has seen thousands of different cases, and can suggest things...but I'll bet he sees new situations every day, and will forever.

So, we ride the roller coaster of hope, doubt, and imagination. R.G. holds our hands, assuring us. All along the way we are guided from within. Our bodies know what's best, I think.

The day your worst irritations are gone is a beautiful day, indeed. You are home-free.

My best,

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