Saturday, August 25, 2007
The good news: My dad is doing better. My sister called and said the infection hadn't reached his blood, as the doctors had feared, and well, he's improving now. Finally.
Thanks so much for your prayers! Things were pretty shaky there for awhile (I spared you some scary details).
And thanks, too, for your comments to my last post. I appreciate hearing from those of you who have been where I am now and where I have been for some years now, too. I mean, years ago I felt alone amongst Tom and Naomi when it came to making some healthy changes, but now, thank-goodness, Naomi is even more on board than I am. And Tom is trying to play along, even though it's hard for him sometimes.
All my life I've watched people lose the Game of Life too early. I've seen some folks become old, frail, sickly at 50.
I want to win the Game of Life. So I am making changes.
Of course, you talk about change and people get scared. That's the first thing to remember. Years ago I heard in a sermon that if you are making some changes, get ready to receive some flak and criticism from those closest to you. Why? Because seeing that you are changing is a reminder that they are not. And that is threatening. And just downright annoying.
When I talk about 'going natural' mostly I'm just talking about leaving fancy, new-and-improved products alone. Like leaving aluminum cans, microwave ovens, plastic wrap alone. And returning to basics. Back to foods which have not taken showers in pesticides or been chemically altered. Back to foods God invented--not ones man invented and then poured into boxes, with contents living longer than even I will. Or food from animals led down the winding antibiotic trail.
I'm talking about making the majority of my diet about organic fruits and vegetables--and doing so creatively. Making them the main part of the meal, rather than just the tiny circle of color on the edge of my plate. About eating sprouted alive wheat bread instead of processed dead wheat bread (and using peanut butter made with just peanuts). Taking daily doses of pure pomegranate or cherry juice (or others) rather than doses of pills or liquid medications which come in eerie shades of green or red or brown.
I'm talking about growing gardens. Taking daily walks and doing stretching exercises before I even leave my bed. Using detergents which don't harm my hands, my brain or my planet. Recycling. Not worrying, but trusting, instead. Relaxing, even in a crisis. Forgiving people and handing out lots and lots of mercy--realizing that's just as vital as anything I let slide down my throat or rub across my skin.