Whoa. The blood is pumping, adrenals working overtime, brain overloaded, heart leaping and mind worrying. It’s a “like whoa” time. I am interested, I am engaged, I’m ready to go. There is so much information that I have obtained over the last 3 days that it is hard to remember it all. But, as I was in there taking feverish notes, I was thinking of you all the whole time. “What can I remember that will be beneficial to them?” So many things. These first twenty hours of class kickstarted the next four years of my life. It showed me how much of a ride this is going to be; how different I will be at the end. I already feel a little different. I won’t be using the microwave anymore or eating anything from it, I won’t be drinking while I eat and I won’t drink out of water bottles-just to name a few changes. I can see the changes I will be slowly making. I am so geeked to share it all with you. Unfortunately (yet very fortunately) there is way more than I can say in one posting. You guys will get bored and stop reading. So, for the next week – or however long it may take – I will tackle certain topics that we touched on and that I have information on.
Let me just give you for now a little tidbit and then an excerpt of my journal that I wrote on the first day. The first tidbit regards this wonderful creation that we are living in. Yes, I believe in God and creation and all that good stuff, but Christianity has little to do with what I am about to say. It plays a part, but if you wish to look at it scientifically, go for it. Think about this body, this vessel that we all own. They are all so different, yet so the same. We all have, with mutations and losses and problems set aside, the same body inside. They were all created to do the same things – to digest, to pump blood, to move, and on and on it goes. This, my friends, did not come about by chance. How could it? Our bodies are capable of functioning without our input. All of the things that our bodies do to keep us alive, we don’t have to tell them to do - they do it on “auto-pilot”. You don’t have to say – “Okay gallbladder, some fats are coming so release the bile so I can digest it” – no! The body does it on its own! It is spectacular my friends, spectacular. It gives me a better appreciation of what I have been given. And a better understanding of what I need to do. We need to take care of it. We cannot pump it with preservatives, fluoride-infested water, artificial sugars and fat enlaced foods and expect it to function properly. If you want your body to do what it is supposed to, you need to help it out by giving it the nourishment it needs. That’s what this whole journey of mine is about – figuring out how to treat our bodies right so they function correctly and we live the long and healthy life we were intended to.
So here’s the condensed version of my journal from day one:
“Well, day one. Not necessarily the best day ever – extenuating circumstances and all. But, I made it and am here. The Bed and Breakfast I am staying in is really cute, homey and smells good-just the way I like things. =] And would you believe there is not a Starbucks in sight?! I work at a Starbucks yet when I am there I don’t really want anything to drink. But when I have no access, I immediately get odd cravings. Hate that….
So, 4:50pm comes along and it is time for me to go into the school. Typical first day anxieties – where is my classroom? Will I have anyone to sit by? Do I have everything I need? On and on the doubts, fears and anxieties go. But, I figured that out in not too long of a time and was in my class. We got this one book that the instructor (who also started the school) made regarding the whole topic of this class, which is officially entitled – Body Systems, Anatomy and Physiology. Of course, my book was put together wrong and the pages are all out of order and in the wrong direction. Just my luck, right? Oh well, I can still read and comprehend it. The class got off to an unfortunate yet understandable late start. One of the instructors/students suddenly passed away this week and our instructor needed to tell the other class about it. It is my first day, I do not know who this woman was at all yet my eyes tear up. Things like that make me think “I guess I am cut out for this, I have a little bit of that empathy they are talking about.” Not to toot my own horn or anything, I have a LOT to learn in the empathy department, but I think I have some. I just hurt for people when things like that happen.
So we started class. I happened to be the one who traveled the furthest – 2.5 hours. Lucky me. So the instructor, her name is Bessheen, gave the background story of he she came upon Naturopathy and starting the school and all that. It is a fascinating story that I would do no justice to in any fashion by trying to tell it. It was totally a God thing though. The only thing I can repeat that she said was “You know how you come to the point where you finally realize what path you are on? Then you look back and find out you were on it all along but just didn’t realize it at the time?” (My paraphrase mind you. She said so much there is no way I could really quote anything she said) It’s so true. I am not nearly far along my path at all and there is a lot that I still am not recognizing yet. But looking back on things, I can see how I was on this path the whole time.”
That’s it for now. Not all that much interesting stuff, but enough for you to read for now. How about a teaser for tomorrow’s entry? Okay:
Did you know that Americans have 5-60lbs of rotting fecal matter in their bowels? Well they do! And tomorrow I will discuss my recent knowledge on poop and the intestines!