Juices:
1 QT OJ (oops, pre-made What? must be consumed).
24 OZ carrot, celery, garlic, cucumber, parsley
Supplements:
kelp, Radiance C, FlorAlive Revive All, Arise and Shine Bladder and Nerve tonic, ParaFreedom, Silver Hydro, HMD, Stone Breaker, Kidney Detox, Max Stress B, A&S herbs, CoQ10, enzymes, probio's, chlorella, B-12, MSM with lemon water, Oolong tea, saffron tea, flax & olive oils (1 TB each), Candex, GSE, lecithin, Wormwood/black walnut tincture (been on this for the past few days also).
Treatments and exercise:
- 15 minutes green ray (nothing pivotal, just a great sense of easy in nervous system and slight ease to right lumbar area- QL maybe)
- Moon Salutations yoga 1 1/2 hr class at OceanFront (i love)
- Chiropractic treatment (Dr. Nelson is amazing and truly guru in his field. Love his alternative methods that weave with regular spinal adjustments, sacral & coccyx, polarity stretches, abdomen energetic charge. he is not scared to freakin' Crack it, then go subtle... i love. BTW, Cayce suggests spinal adjustments in the treatment of psoriasis. Goes like this, as suggested by Pagano in his Healing P book: To be administered after 1st colonic & cont. 1 x week for 12 weeks. Treatments center around 6 and 7 dorsal, 3 cervical, 9th dorsal & 4th lumbar vert. May need more sessions for stubborn P. Carl Nelson in particular once worked with Meridian Institute, now dismantled sadly, to administer adjustments for P patients as they participated in a full Cayce protocol together for research.)
- Spontaneous Kegel pulsations (oh my! i read about bicycle riding being great for urinary incontinence, which I developed slightly with the P back in London 6 years back)
- skin brushing
So post studying-meditation i fully free write, pen in meditation, within Zen flavor (my fave). Through writing in this manner, i allow my inner healer to emerge on paper (along with whatever else awaits in the folds of subconscious consciousness... to be heard--or not at all, who knows? no matter--by those with eyes, doors of perception). Suppose i'll share here:
This orange juice, pulpy and yummy as it is, causes scratches at occiput, bubbling stomach, solar plexus profusely begins to halt influx of toxins. O blood types fare not well to its fruit and secretions of luscious, tangy-sweet orange; its acidity putrefies insides and breaks down beneficial barriers of intestinal tract. Yoni yearns, Kegel clinches to soothe its searching. From Zen i am arisen, zen i shall live 'til zen at dust becomes me, to be true fruit of the Earth, cosmic Creator of our own consciousness, exalted by our own means, and thus tormented in the same-- if we choose (or not, choice is ours), or have chosen in past pulsations of pre-rhythmic body-being. Juice of the orange sits in meditation within jug upon woven Indonesian table-runner atop wooden antique dresser-drawers, reflecting light like that which rests inherent in each of us, awakening attuned invitation, a call to un-cocoon and bloom to a state of existence anew to every and all, fresh in each moment, every breath-- with purposeful, un-proposed attention, divinity arisen from the stars that speak through soul to the wholeness within that's nothing but nothing, like a flower that folds upon itself, sheds pedals like tears to regenerate as soil that nourishes mouths of all kingdoms-- like trees that sway to beats of breeze and breath of bats & bald eagles upon limbs, even biting bark as bugs, bounteous recyclers like tornadoes twisting reality that was, oh never to be again, but again in other form once again 'til never-more reborn. Torn like flesh in teeth: which way to go? Quit tugging. Jaw jerks, hurts, mandible masticating meat makes sickly and sick to think; secrete toxins too of mind, for what that's found beyond these bounds becomes One with non-conformed soul (we are) transformed to find mind a needle in birthday cake. Take another bite? Does Time bite back when hands tick backward? Lords of destiny, dare thy mock, for in stock an arsenal of affirmations; might Tick sway such revelations or transform in "twist of time?" Turn to face the folds of folly and fold all fears affront the shadow, showing face in mirror that awaits against reflection of orange pulp in plastic: Sip, or step through?---
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