It seems that no matter what I do in life there is always going to be someone that thinks they know me, thinks they know what goes on in my head, or thinks they know why I feel the way I do about one thing or another. I get enough of that from my family, BELIEVE ME, and I so do not need it from acquaintances and friends. Someone very special in my life has taught me to speak up more for myself than I used to, so again since it’s my blog, I’m just putting it all out there. I figure that if someone came here to read my words then they either want to hear what I am thinking and they can take it, or… they didn’t really want to and they’ll leave if they find out they’re sorry they opened the page. Either way, it works out fine for me.
I am very outspoken about natural remedies – for lack of a better term. It is the FIRST way that we human beings care for ourselves. It include the food we eat, and the water and other things that we drink. It includes choosing the environment for the air that we breathe, and things that get on our skin. It includes the people that we spend time face-to-face with (or don’t), and the physical activities that we choose. It is our natural world that we live in every day. THAT is your life, your breath, your very being on this planet. You are an intrinsic part of nature whether you want to be or not. You affect others, and others affect you. The same is true of all substances that you come in contact with. That is what is natural.
We all make choices within this realm. Some choose altered substances that are unstable in their effects and outcomes – those are called synthetic. That includes not just medication, but also foods, and drinks, and products. Those choices have an effect on you that are both short term and long term, and are often unseen. I am a proud Native American woman and I am very close to nature in my heart and the basic way that I live my life. I try to be as conservative, natural, and earth-based as I can within this exploded society that we live in. It’s not easy. It is however the best and healthiest thing that I can do for myself, and for my niece and nephew’s future. My impact here is more than on me… it will be on their adult life as well. That includes not only what I leave behind when it comes to pollution, but also what I add to the pool of knowledge in this society. If I am a lump and do nothing when I see something that could be helpful to others, then I am negligent and worthless for the space that I occupy. I am outspoken about my beliefs for that reason. No one is required to see things the way that I do. Truths are uttered every day, all around the world, by geniuses and madmen alike. Find truth where it is, and forget the rest.
I will myself to have a better life. No one is going to do that for me. I make choices for myself that I can see positive results from. I eat real food that doesn’t come in a box or a can. I take my 5-HTP so I can rest and not have panic attacks. I take my SAM-e and omega-3s to help reduce pain. I drink my purified water to stay hydrated without sucking down chlorine and fluoride (and God knows what else) en masse. I check my juice labels for HFCS so I can avoid it. I eat my fresh vegetables with my meals to help my digestion. I get my grass-fed beef when I can afford it, and avoid hormones in anything that might contain it. These are not hard things to understand.
Medication is a last resort. That doesn’t mean that I eschew it. If it were not for synthesized medications I would have died as a child a long time ago. I’m not an idiot. I just take my time evaluating with the information that is available to me like an intelligent human being – and make educated choices from that. If that means my quality of life is improved, then anyone with any decency should be happy for me. If someone else learns something from it and gets the same result, then all the better. If I didn’t care about that, I would keep it to myself. How selfish would that be???
Consider the people that are told that they can control developing diabetes with dietary changes… and then they ignore it, eat what they want, and end up on insulin anyway. I knew someone that used to say, “I’d rather eat what I want and die.” Notice that was pastense. What do you think happened to her? She could have eaten right, not needed meds, and lived longer… to see her grandchildren. Instead, she ate what she wanted, ended up on meds, stayed very overweight, ended up in a wheelchair, lost a toe, then a foot, then a leg, then died. She wasn’t old enough to warrant that. I miss her. I don’t intend to be that person. I still have things to do.