I haven't written much about health. Or should I say, it was not time to write about health. I am channeling with all of my post. Know this, some of my post are better than others. It is for you to decide because my ego can often get in the way of my writing. Now, my story on my own illnesses.
I was a lurching kind of kid. Always trying the unknown, and always paying the price for it. Usually, there was nothing that I wouldn't try....As a result, I began to hurt myself accidentally.
First accident was the attempt of ice skating and floating like Dorothy Hammel on one leg. This joy ride ended with a torn knee cartilage. The early price was six weeks on crutches and water therapy. I was told by a physician that my knees would be weak. The second accident was a broken leg while holding my infant son on the street. I fell, threw my son to safety, and broke my leg in three places. The result was a blood clot to the lungs, a screw in my ankle bone, and a lifetime of weakness to the ankle. Accidents of this kind continued throughout my life. The last one was a jar of peanut butter being dropped upon my foot by a family member. It was several days before I realized the break.
This break to the foot was in unison to also dealing with the shingles which is a painful nerve disease. This was the second time I had shingles. The first was when I was about 13 years old. My physician then told me I worried too much. The gift of learning to heal began to take place with the combination of shingles, the inability to walk, and added pain from a rotor cuff that would not allow me to move my right arms. I later decided that it was nerve damage from contracting the shingles both diseases are never related.
It became apparent to me that my healing with all of this disease was going to have to take time, and I was going to be in charge of the proper decisions about the way I should approach the healing, both spiritually and physically. I began to understand that my ability to heal myself depended upon my willingness to look inside and reflect upon what the disease was teaching me. My diseases had brought me to my knees, and yet, the healing of choices were the beginning of a long and rewarding recovery. I hired a physical therapist, chose a chiropractor that had been recommended to me, and began to swim at least twice a week. Not to mention meditation and prayer for guidance though out this journey. It was either I believed I could help body heal itself or not. This was entirely up to me, but it was my journey, which was to practice what I preach or not. Throughout my life, I had been told that the body knows how to heal itself. I was now beginning to learn what I had preached to others. Either I believed self healing through proper help with my thinking along with lots of prayer and meditation could restore me to health. It took time. This was not accomplished over night no laying of the hands here, but good hard work.......
So, what were the lessons learned? First and foremost, pay attention and stay in the now. Multi tasking is another description of doing too much and getting nowhere with accidents approaching. An example of this that we all do is text while driving. Dangerous, folks stop this mess. Second, was either to practice what I believe or not. I either know that with patience, meditation, and time the body can heal itself. There is not quick fix. Most medicines only mask the illness and create side effects that will later appear as other diseases. Herbs are a better approach when needed. Third, change the negative thoughts in your mind. This became a daily practice of mine to remind myself that I was healing, feeling better, and becoming well. Fourth, work slowly in recovery with physical exercise to strengthen the muscles and improve the physical body, and last, watch what you put into the body. Is it worth it? Is this food substance nourishing the cellular systems or is it just junk? ( I am still working on this practice by altering what I continue to in jest into my system. This takes time as well.
Yes, there are times when instant healing has taken place, but remember that the root cause of all the disease is the mind thinking improperly. The ET's told me 30 years ago that there will come a time that we do not tell what disease we have so that our friends will not know how crazy we are. Funny, but true.. Watch what you think and do.
With time the body will improve with all of these
Here is my story as it unfolded spiritually.....
Early in life, I played upon the weakness to either gain sympathy or escape from having to do something like exercise. What a power play this was for me. Now I had a story to tell, and would without a conscious decision gain sympathy from my friends. I didn't see this one coming. My mind began to tell me that I was weak physically and could not do many movements such as climbing stairs, knee bends, ordinary chores. This was a an early "cake walk" for me. Then I began to age.
About the age of 50, I began to struggle with all of these aches and pains.
I was a lurching kind of kid. Always trying the unknown, and always paying the price for it. Usually, there was nothing that I wouldn't try....As a result, I began to hurt myself accidentally.
First accident was the attempt of ice skating and floating like Dorothy Hammel on one leg. This joy ride ended with a torn knee cartilage. The early price was six weeks on crutches and water therapy. I was told by a physician that my knees would be weak. The second accident was a broken leg while holding my infant son on the street. I fell, threw my son to safety, and broke my leg in three places. The result was a blood clot to the lungs, a screw in my ankle bone, and a lifetime of weakness to the ankle. Accidents of this kind continued throughout my life. The last one was a jar of peanut butter being dropped upon my foot by a family member. It was several days before I realized the break.
This break to the foot was in unison to also dealing with the shingles which is a painful nerve disease. This was the second time I had shingles. The first was when I was about 13 years old. My physician then told me I worried too much. The gift of learning to heal began to take place with the combination of shingles, the inability to walk, and added pain from a rotor cuff that would not allow me to move my right arms. I later decided that it was nerve damage from contracting the shingles both diseases are never related.
It became apparent to me that my healing with all of this disease was going to have to take time, and I was going to be in charge of the proper decisions about the way I should approach the healing, both spiritually and physically. I began to understand that my ability to heal myself depended upon my willingness to look inside and reflect upon what the disease was teaching me. My diseases had brought me to my knees, and yet, the healing of choices were the beginning of a long and rewarding recovery. I hired a physical therapist, chose a chiropractor that had been recommended to me, and began to swim at least twice a week. Not to mention meditation and prayer for guidance though out this journey. It was either I believed I could help body heal itself or not. This was entirely up to me, but it was my journey, which was to practice what I preach or not. Throughout my life, I had been told that the body knows how to heal itself. I was now beginning to learn what I had preached to others. Either I believed self healing through proper help with my thinking along with lots of prayer and meditation could restore me to health. It took time. This was not accomplished over night no laying of the hands here, but good hard work.......
So, what were the lessons learned? First and foremost, pay attention and stay in the now. Multi tasking is another description of doing too much and getting nowhere with accidents approaching. An example of this that we all do is text while driving. Dangerous, folks stop this mess. Second, was either to practice what I believe or not. I either know that with patience, meditation, and time the body can heal itself. There is not quick fix. Most medicines only mask the illness and create side effects that will later appear as other diseases. Herbs are a better approach when needed. Third, change the negative thoughts in your mind. This became a daily practice of mine to remind myself that I was healing, feeling better, and becoming well. Fourth, work slowly in recovery with physical exercise to strengthen the muscles and improve the physical body, and last, watch what you put into the body. Is it worth it? Is this food substance nourishing the cellular systems or is it just junk? ( I am still working on this practice by altering what I continue to in jest into my system. This takes time as well.
Yes, there are times when instant healing has taken place, but remember that the root cause of all the disease is the mind thinking improperly. The ET's told me 30 years ago that there will come a time that we do not tell what disease we have so that our friends will not know how crazy we are. Funny, but true.. Watch what you think and do.
With time the body will improve with all of these
Here is my story as it unfolded spiritually.....
Early in life, I played upon the weakness to either gain sympathy or escape from having to do something like exercise. What a power play this was for me. Now I had a story to tell, and would without a conscious decision gain sympathy from my friends. I didn't see this one coming. My mind began to tell me that I was weak physically and could not do many movements such as climbing stairs, knee bends, ordinary chores. This was a an early "cake walk" for me. Then I began to age.
About the age of 50, I began to struggle with all of these aches and pains.
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