Very important message from Wings...Re: Good Morning, Viet Nam! It's Trashing Day! Post your pounds!...n/m

Beloved Forum Folk,

We're talking about "trashing," which is a very important step in our healing journey. As we were talking about it on the phone, Uny asked me a personal question which I couldn't answer then, but emailed her a long answer later. She replied with some hard truth, which I needed to hear. If you have ever worked with Uny, or ever plan to, please know that she will ALWAYS tell the Truth, whether you want to hear it or not. :-)

Now *I* have to tell the Truth. I really do have so-called "incurable" muscular dystrophy. I really HAVE been doing the Incurables Program to the best of my ability in my real life. I really have lost 15 pounds of toxic waste, really do have more energy, and really can see little bulges when I flex my biceps where I didn't see them before. I really can dance a little, although nothing that you could call actually "dancing." I really can walk out to my driveway without assistance, and really can walk out to my "sunning chair" in my regular sized suburban back yard without assistance. It really does take me about 30 seconds less time to get up a flight of stairs, and I really have, on several occasions, been able to step up the bottom step of the three steps up to my house by myself without somebody helping me. I really did go from not being able to lift a glass with my right arm to drink from it to lifting and drinking from an 8 oz one, to a 10 oz one, and now,a full 16 oz Mason jar of juice, with nary a spill. I really can walk a mile now, although to do it without a walker scares me to death because my balance still isn't good because my back muscles are weak and when the wind blows with any strength, I lose my balance and fall. Several times I have been able to get out of my bathtub without really even having to think about it. I have watched myself go from not being able to lift a 5 pound bag of carrots myself to lifting a 7 pound milk jug to a 10 pound bag of onions to a 15 pound bag of grapefruit, and y'all, as I was trashing today, I just picked up a black trash bag- not far, just off the ground- to get on the scales and see how much the bag weighed. It was 25 pounds. And then I rolled the bag down the stairs, picked it up again, and walked it over to the back door to be taken down to the trash can outside. I've done this in about 3 1/2 month's time, and that's not being very consistent with the IP, either.

I've not only been able to stop the progression of this disease, I am beginning to reverse it.

There are no incurable diseases.

But I have to be honest and tell y'all that I have been doing a LOT more "talking the talk" than "walking the walk," and I PROMISED Uny (and myself) that the minute this forum got in the way of my Incurables Program healing work that I would quit/leave it. And I haven't done that.

I LOVE talking to y'all and encouraging you on your own Healing Paths. It's a JOY to meet others who are "like-minded" and it's as much a social thing for me to be here as it is a ministry (duh- that's pretty obvious). The Truth is there is a lot of suffering going on in my real world, and I have to address it square on. I can't see a complete healing in any area of my life, really, unless I do the real, live work.

Just in CASE anybody is wondering, the relationship I have with Uny is fantastic, strong, loving, and great. There hasn't been anything LIKE a fight. What there HAS been is a coach and an "athlete" agreeing on what it is going to take to win the gold medal. In order to win gold, sacrifices have to be made. It's me making that choice, not Uny.

I love each and every one of you. I'll post results as I see them.

Hugs to all, and HEAL ON!

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