Date:   10/16/2007 5:59:51 PM ( 17 y ago)
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Sunshine,

One possible reason I called myself Fledgling, is because I am a gal who is very basically 'chicken'.

Golly, R.G. noticed how cautious I am...poor man.

I have one of those minds that must dot all the i's and cross all the t's, and still develops its own version of 'how to'.

But, it's also a steel trap...when I prove to myself that something is true and useful, for me, wild horses couldn't change my mind.

For example, just the other day I realized that dead parasites in, say, the muscles, CAN'T swim to the digestive tract for removal by the bowels.

They have to melt, or something...and that melt is toxic...hence the reason for the term 'toxins', which, of course, make a person feel awful for however long it takes to get them out of the body.

I have been worried that every little 'prickle', stab, and twinge was proof positive of some impending disaster. Hah!

I've since learned better.

There are so many variables in why a person got into an ill position, and how to get out of it, that I wonder how R.G. keeps his cool at all...especially with a computer screen in the way...all the different words we use to express what we mean...and our innocence in the ways of complicated parasites.

Parasites and their toxins, alone, may make and keep us feeling 'awful'...certain that we are in deep doo-doo.

So much HAS to be up to us. We alone can untangle our own situation.

Yes, we can do it, because we, alone, know our exact habits...and we, alone, can choose the alternatives that work for us.

Not long ago I came down from the bedroom, declaring loudly that I didn't care if I had to change everything I'd been doing all my life, I was going to do it because I am so darn tired of being afflicted by critters.

Whose body IS this, anyhow?

Meanwhile, back in this suspicious head, I was realizing that I have always lacked MOVEMENT, never mind why. And, the episodes of movement I have experienced in the last few months required me to move strenuously and beyond anything I'd done in two years.

Plus, I am pushing 70, and have a lot of excesses, toxins, and leftovers stored, everywhere. Why the heck WOULDN'T my lymph glands stab me as dormant stuff gets moving???

My biggest obstacle has been that I have never done any of this before. I didn't know what to expect...what is 'normal'...hence, the worry.

My second biggest obstacle has been my requirement of guarantees. There aren't any. So, I've had to read, and read, and read...trying to see between the lines...to figure out all the options, so I could pick and choose my own way, without error.

That's an exercise in futility, believe me.

My first saving grace was that I recognized R.G.'s reasons for doing 'business'. I happen to know a thing or two about profit-making business.

Humaworm is NOT it!

R.G. is a cattleman, who has unique training in parasite cleansing from his family's efforts and history.

Not only does R.G. love his heritage of keeping bodies free from critters, and practice the finest he knows with every living creature in his charge, he has studied extensively. How many ordinary folk do you know who can hold their own with accredited scholars?

Read his website, people, even the technical stuff. I once asked who had written one article, which I had found outstanding. Very quietly R.G. said that he did.

AND, this modest man cares so deeply for humanity and the golden rule that he sticks his neck way out in attempting to teach us, at least, the basic facts about parasites...without scaring us.

If I hadn't recognized R.G.'s sincerity, I very much doubt I'd have trusted him.

I'd have stayed on the downward path, never knowing my symptoms weren't just 'old age'.

The rest is up to us, folks.

We need to test and try and each discover what works for us, lifts us to well-being.

I'd be willing to bet that almost every doctor and scientist is sincerely trying to help humanity. But, there is just too much to know...one person can't know it all.

And maybe the knowing doesn't work anyway...maybe Nature can handle any turnaround we desire, but our brains and logic can't.

Maybe we should stop flogging our thinkers and trust our intuitions more.

Time and time again I've discovered that my intuition has been trying to tell me simple facts, for years, and I missed them, sure I had it right...when I didn't.

We can't know what, or how much, we don't yet know. That's why we have instinct.

The first best thing I did for my well-being was to trust my instincts about R.G.

The second best thing I did, was to read, and let my instincts guide me to the stuff that 'resonated', stood out, for me.

So far, Aha! moments happen almost daily, usually in areas my intuition has been harping about for years. (Like MOVE...you weren't born with roots.)

The third best thing I did for my well-being was to think about what I am 'for'...letting the rest slide away into disuse.

I find that, if I focus on the happiest of outcomes, my sub-conscious dutifully serves me up ways...one at a time, so I 'get' it, and in rapidfire order, so I don't lose heart.

Now, just tell me why I was digging around in the Salt forum, and found this post by Daisy4, from long ago...


http://curezone.com/forums/fm.asp?i=378721#i


Not only did my experimental footbaths (following the instructions given) result in the reduction of edema on the tops of my feet...all anxiety vanished. One morning I looked and it was no longer there...not a prickle or a tinge! Gone!

Today I conclude that anxiety and worry came from the parasites, themselves, and from their melting toxins.

By allowing the 1% solution of Himalayan crystal salt to access the fluid between the cells of my feet, and to balance the mineral content of the fluid by osmosis (all without my having to figure it out with pen and paper), I had reduced my load of toxins to the point that my feelings were calm and content.

Me! Calm and content! That's a miracle!

So, how did my sub-conscious know to take me to that post? Probably it is smarter than I am.

Last night my Aha! moment was that we absorb other peoples stories as our own.

No wonder my instinct has been to avoid the most pathetic and depressing tales on television. But where there is human spirit, and hope, I'm in there like a dirty shirt!

I like your thinking, Sunshine. It will take you far.

My best,

Fledgling




 

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