Getting edgy, mild panic palpitations and a crazed glint in the eye… thoughts about my food stash and where my next hit was coming from.
Hopefully from something sugary.
Maybe from something to make it all better.
Definitely playing snakes and ladders that’d take me right back to the beginning!
It’s only food after all.
And that’s what I had to keep telling my family too! If I couldn’t have that fresh loaf of juiciness with all the sugary toppings, how could I sit there and watch them eat it too?
Eliminating toxins is the livers job and they usually exit the body in bowel movements or through the skin’s pores.
Spring cleaning my body the first time was an evolutionary revelation, decluttering me of unnecessary stuff that I’d held onto for years, helping me to shine my light.
I thought myself as being health-full and was surprised at the truth.
Headaches, drowsiness, irritability, congestion, insomnia and stomach bloating had me worrying about chronic fatigue symptoms returning, a bug picked up or worse, some terrible fatal disease yet unknown by medical establishments.
However, knowing that raw foods couldn’t possibly harm me, I settled down and watched the symptoms wash over me like gentle waves, grateful for when my engine gently purred along.
This not only fed me emotionally, but got me through some testing times.
Over time I found supporting my body with hydrocolon therapy and dry skin brushing stopped the need for excuses in continuing the yo-yo effect of returning to toxic foods.
In reality, I needed to slow down and allow my body to gently wake up to the new me.
Gradually, as the weeks turned into months, I remember the light bulb moment when I saw my clothes were hanging off me and that I’d accomplished a long time goal.
That’s when I perked up and listened with eager ears.
Don’t get worried and trust your bodies innate wisdom to heal itself.
Knowing my body’s looking after me when I look after it keeps my thoughts positive and my health banks full.