It blizzard-ed this week in my sweet hometown, Chicago. Just to be clear, a blizzard happened in April. In the spring. The husband and I thought we could be part-time mid-westerners, because we see the irreplaceable value of our children’s grandparents and extended (crazy) family (who still lives there despite the obvious weather problems). We lasted four long cold months (end of summer through the beginning of spring). Read more
Dougie and I began our Monday Moon-day celebration with a calming, warming winter drink that both supports the immune system and aids in gentle cleansing. Plus, to us…it’s pure deliciousness. Read more
Cleansing our cells from the build-up of various environmental toxins was a huge part of our recovery. In fact, we’re still doing it. When my son was first labeled with autism, he tested positive for many heavy metals, toxins, viruses as well as nutrient deficiencies. But lacked the core strength to detoxify.
Learning to be patient with our bodies’ natural cleansing abilities and building strength so that we could detoxify without risk of re-absorbing those toxins is one of the hardest lessons I’ve had to learn.
As a mom who discovers that her child is loaded with mercury, cadmium, aluminum, antimony, lead (and more), but deficient in the nutrients he needs to develop his brain, detoxify poisons, and live and grow — I wanted to simply kill the “beast” right away. But, my intuition set me on a slower path.
Our bodies go through natural phases of cleansing and re-building. We need the rebuilding phase to strengthen our detoxification systems.
It’s spring now (finally) for most of us. And, according to Traditional Chinese Medicine — spring is the season for cleansing. Your liver has more functions than we can count, and plays a major role in your ability to cleanse yourself of toxins. Your liver must filter every single food, chemical, and even emotion that passes through you.
I thought I’d share this interview that my husband Doug did for Body Ecology last year. In it, he talks about the delicate balance we needed to create in order to detoxify our son. If you need help or have questions about detoxifying your child on the spectrum, don’t hesitate to ask. We are here. And, now may be the perfect time for you to start,
Q: It’s liver cleansing season. Doug, can you tell us how important detoxification was to your family during Dougie’s recovery and if you have changed his diet or added detoxification techniques during this time of year to help him cleanse more?
A: Well, it was clear to me very early on that my son, Dougie was filled with poisons. Many parents have different stories. But our son’s health gradually declined as a result of countless ear infections, throat infections, colds, fevers — you name it. At this point, of course, he was also regressing developmentally, but I didn’t link the two right away. At first, we went the traditionally accepted route and sought medical doctors and medicines to tackle his infections. But, Dougie kept getting sicker. Once he had the croup he kept getting it over and over again. It seemed that he never healed from one infection when another one popped up.
There was a part of me that always understood that there was this deeply rooted source of sickness inside of Dougie, and that maybe if we could conquer that we could get our little boy back. I wasn’t too familiar with the terms of detoxification yet.
At a certain point, the medicine just became too much. My wife, Gina and Dougie were both sick for at least six months without relief from coughs, fatigue digestive pain, and pneumonia. Gina’s health and the fact that she could express her feelings helped us gauge what was going on with Dougie a little easier. Once, we sat in the E.R. for Gina because we were certain that she had mono. They tested her. She had it. But, the doctor just told her to go home and rest. We were like, “What? Don’t you have a medicine for this?” And the ER doctor looked my wife in the eyes and said, “Honey you have been on way too many medications. They are not going to work for you anymore.” We were actually angry with him. We were just taught that there was a pill to solve any ailment. Gina couldn’t rest. She had to care for a sick baby all of the time. And they both kept getting sicker.
Soon after, we visited a new pediatrician for Dougie with the hopes of finding an answer to his chronic illness. We left with cough medicine, electrolyte enhancer, and another prescription for antibiotics. But we also left with a sense of hopelessness.
As Dougie screamed on the pediatrician’s table that day, with his eyes and nose full of mucous and his cough brutal, the doctor spent no more than ten minutes with him before just writing out a prescription and stating that we should give him a flu shot that same day.
And you know what? We would’ve done it. We always trusted doctors up until this point. But, Gina remembered her mom telling her that children should never be vaccinated when sick. We wondered if maybe the vaccine could cure his illness. We had no idea what vaccines really did. We just chose to listen to my mother-in-law’s advice for once. At the time we declined the flu shot, we had no idea of our rights to even do so. Gina just said that we would bring Dougie back for the vaccine when his infections were cleared. Thankfully we never did.
So, when my wife was boiling up the garlic tea to help Dougie push out his sickness, I completely understood that we needed to get rid of the infections that were causing him pain. I understood that the medications were somehow suppressing his natural ability to heal. After all, I could get sick with a cold and get well in two days. But, we chose the best doctors for Dougie, with the feeling that giving our son lots of medicines when he was ill, was giving him so much more than our parents could give us. He was vaccinated 24 times by the age of 18 months. We really thought we were doing the best for him.
We got letters in the mail from the mayor of our city reminding us when to vaccinate. We posted it on our fridge. We were new parents and we were proud to be able to provide such outstanding care for Dougie.
I wanted him to be healthy. My wife and I would do anything in our power to help relieve his pain.
We began detoxing him right away. Even before we found Body Ecology. Even before we completely took him off the prescription medicines, over-the- counter fever reducers and French fries, Gina was giving him Epsom salt baths and trying to get him to drink garlic and ginger tea, which were things she learned about through her research.
Still, we were both afraid of what might happen to Dougie if we removed the antibiotics. We knew that pneumonia could be deadly. Gina and her mom would hold Dougie down to make sure he got his correct dosage. Gina would be on the phone with the doctor’s office asking for advice for how to get the medicine into him. I remember her asking the nurse one day, “When can I stop giving him these medicines, they make him so unhappy?” Our doctors and nurses felt for us. But they did not have answers that helped us. Poor Dougie got to a point where he didn¹t trust us at all. He would seal his mouth shut so tight that if we wanted to feed him anything, he resisted.
I grew impatient with my wife when her attempts at natural healing didn’t seem to work. But, looking back I have to admit that although we were getting him to drink homemade detox teas, we kept him on medications from the doctor for quite some time and we didn’t really change his diet.
I mention all of these details because it took this much time and this much accumulation of toxicity — infections, medications, vaccinations and the negative stress to create the toxic build up inside Dougie. It took so much time for me to fully grasp his toxic load. Over time, we found out that he has tremendously high levels of cadmium, antimony, mercury and other heavy metals.
We saw his health improve quickly after we began the Body Ecology Diet with Dougie.
I understand now that he couldn¹t properly detoxify because he was still being poisoned. Even my stress over trying to get the medications into him and worrying about his health added to his toxic load. Our family home energy was thick with stress.
Little by little we began to recover his physical health by adding fermented foods like coconut kefir and cultured green salsa. We also gradually got rid of gluten, casein, sugar, and processed foods. I listened to Donna Gates’ Detoxification series recently, and learned that the body cannot detoxify if it has no energy. Dougie was completely depleted of energy when we first began Body Ecology.
But in very little time, he began coming back to us. Once the coughs and infections were under control, boy did we see detox! I mean he released so much junk in his stool. As a parent, it was very sad to see that all of these things were stored inside my baby’s body.
But, we had to go slowly. His body was still very fragile. Often times I would come home from work and Dougie would be frantic and tantrumming. We didn’t have all the answers as to why he was acting in such extreme behaviors. We doubted the diet at times.
However, Gina was determined that this diet would work, and until she had a
really great grasp on how to do it effectively for Dougie , we did not practice any other forms of detox for him. Of course, we always felt like we could be doing more, but in the end, I think slow and steady progress is what got us this far.
After about a year of Doing Body Ecology, Gina got up the courage to do home enemas on herself and Dougie to help further detox. I was against this at first. It sounded really strange. But, when Dougie began asking for enemas, I knew they were doing something great for him.
In fact, although Dougie was non-verbal for a long time, when he was receiving an enema, he would often speak full and complete sentences. This was a sign to us that the build-up of toxins had something to do with his lack in verbal language. Gina added home enemas, skin brushing castor oil packs, sound and movement therapy, massage, Reiki and raw foods to our detox plan back in April of 2007 and Dougie’s development soared.
We’ve never gone back. These detox tools remain a part of our life. We rotate them in and out. We are at a point where we don¹t do enemas unless Dougie asks for them. Because, we know he will ask if he needs them. I think it’s important also to understand that although most of us are detoxing daily, our kids with toxic overload seem to be very fragile. They cannot handle very deep cleanses. So you always have to be building them up, energizing them, nourishing them, and making digestion easy so that they don¹t have extra stuff to release.
During the season of liver detox, Gina likes to add in a special fermented beet juice and cultured beet cracker made with turmeric and artichoke among other things. Dougie loves these and they definitely help him cleanse.In fact, because of my wife, my son has learned more about his body than most adults I know. He will tell us when something is good for his tummy or his brain.
We continue to see him detoxify from the many poisons that were built up inside of him. But, the process is much easier now that we have a real handle on how detoxification works naturally in the body.
Doug recently left his job and moved his family across the country in order to spend more valuable time with his son, Dougie. His wife, Gina runs a one-year autism recovery program for families who want to use Body Ecology, raw foods, energetic and sensory healing to overcome the toxicities related to the autism diagnosis.
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One day soon, I’ll have a book out about the amazing experience I had visiting the spirit world, and being led by my guides to a complete 24 hr + journey through many of my lifetimes. I finally have a computer, and am busy getting the post-it-note and toilet paper scrolls together and ready for release.
The journey happened in early 2010, and I spent that year absorbing it. What I feel most strongly about sharing here now is the affect it had on my eating. I’ve touched on it through other blogs and on Face Book. But, my understanding is unfolding beautifully and I thought you’d like to know.
During my “journey,” my body was open like a a channel for spiritual messages to come through. Think… mediumship. The “Gina” in me was quiet and voices spoke through me to give me information about my health and life purpose. Those same guides also held my hand and flew me through centuries of experience that showed me how I wound up HERE. My husband wrote down every word. I don’t remember much of the words, but at points I recall looking down at myself talking and being kind of shocked by what was coming out of my mouth.
I keep hearing this one line “She is NOT a vegetarian” over and over and over.
Clearly, these spirit guides detailed that I was headed for huge health dilemmas if I didn’t start eating white fish, black beans, tons of fermented greens, warm soups, and foods to support my blood and kidneys. Reishi was also key, as well as cumin, curry and turmeric. They actually told me to get back to my “Indian” roots. Ones which I do not have in this lifetime.
They told me that the vegetarian thing was a form of self-sacrifice for me, that I needn’t make anymore. They referred to me honing in and conserving my energy,
I saw what could happen if I didn’t comply.
And, when I was able to validate every historical fact they showed me.. including my names (as obscure and hard to find as they were) – deciding to believe what my future holds if I listen to their guidance was an easy choice.
But darn me if it hasn’t been hell on high heels to implement. I really want(ed) to be a vegetarian. Well, until today. Yeah, it’s taken me THAT long to be okay with this. I’ve gone through stages. I’ve had moments of KNOWING I was doing the right thing. I ate the fish. I felt great. And, I lived another day in gratitude.
I heard Jesus and Einstein were vegetarians. So, was St Francis, a guide of mine who visited me on the day of my journey. Plus, I am Type A blood type – someone with low hydrochloric acid, and I have a very hard time breaking down animal protein. The thought of eating something that once had a life, a body, feelings and even perhaps a family grossed me out. It also REALLY pulls at my heart strings. I love animals. LOVE THEM. I used to dig hotdogs until I found out I could be eating hundreds of animals parts. Plus, don’t get me stared on the complete toxicity of all animal products – including the drugs and “food” they’re given, inhumane treatment, filthy and unnatural living conditions, carbon footprint, human gluttony. And the by-products they leave in our system when they go undigested.
I took the pain to some of my spiritual advisors and teachers. They all agreed that I needed to include animal products for the better of my health.
As I meditated on it more, I kept getting messages that it was okay. But I’d always find myself on either some health blog or human kindness/consciousness blog that fueled the doubt in my choice.
When I first became raw vegan, my psychic visions and healing ability spiked, and that’s when I was able to begin sharing it professionally. The raw vegan way of life really raised my vibe, and I loved how I felt as a raw vegan.
The problem was that it didn’t physically sustain me. Perhaps it could if I could afford mega supplementation. But, eating is fun. I want to eat my food. As it was, I was taking alga’s, hemp and chia, coconut kefir, EFAs, herbs, superfoods, and tons of fermented foods. TONS OF FERMENTED FOODS.
You know what I learned? Sometimes you need to get low in order to get HIGH. In Buddhism they have a saying that goes “As above, so below.” 3 servings of spirulina could get me so loopy I’d be floating with the fairies. Yeah, I could probably give you the winning lottery numbers if you asked, but I sure couldn’t keep the house clean. Plus, my skin was pretty dry, I was too thin for comfort and the deep circles under my eyes shouldn’t be there.
If raw veganism was perfect for me, I would’ve felt better. Plain and simple. I considered devoting 3 hours a day to energetically medicate myself with the energies of the animal products I needed. But, sheesh — if I did that, then I’d have less time with my family and you.
In this life, I chose to be human and work with people to heal and find Bliss. For that, I need to get into and become more flowy inside my own beautiful bod. A place I haven’t really been in so long. I needed to work on getting grounded. And, bringing myself into this earth body would in fact connect me more deeply to my upper chakras. “As above, so below.” see?
I always consider the messages I receive in client sessions. There are times when I “know” that someone needs fish, lamb, eggs etc. But, inside I felt it my responsibility to live this high spiritual life, and I didn’t want to let go of the energy that raw food gave me. According to my Chinese Doctor, I was high on Chi and low on Jing (source energy that is stored in your kidneys). If Jing runs out, so do we.
One way to nourish your Jing is to spend time with plant life. And, when I became more conscious of my communication with the trees, I realized that they have always talked to me. There’s a money tree in my healing room who shares daily love with me. And, a rubber tree in front of our apartment that I NEED to hug before I come up the stairs. My husband used to get annoyed with me when I’d sporadically HAVE to stop and lay in the grass during our walks in Chicago. My heart stung with emptiness when I denied myself that gift.
At the farmer’s market, I slowly flow my way from vendor to vendor and only purchase the produce that vibes with me. The greens and veggies I can “feel.”
Now, I was starting to question eating these magnificent vegetable-creatures. Was I becoming insane? Perhaps a bit, lol! There are people who can live on breath alone, but they are not me.
I began handling my veggies with more love and care and spending more time giving thanks for their gift to me. My journey taught me that time and space doesn’t exist. I saw the reason why I am here and learned from the animals and some of their representatives that they don’t mind being eaten as long as it is done with respect. Our bodies are not us. And, truthfully, I would not desire to be eaten, but there are greater causes I’d give my life to. I don’t take a bug’s life without pure necessity, and even then.. I pray its soul moves on without pain.
Maybe a day will come when I hunt wild meat and eat it raw. Certainly this would be healthiest all around, in my opinion. But probably not. My man though, he says he’ll hunt for me, and to do it all “Avatar” style.
For right now, I’m content as I move forward with a bite of turkey or some sushi that makes me feel amazing. It’s ironic how little meat/animal products I require considering all the mental/emotional traumas I put myself through over it. Bone broth is next, thanks to my friend Debbie at the Grass-Fed Momma. Debbie is one of those people who have made this “okay” for me.
The spirits want us all to know that we do not have all of the information about food. I think that’s apparent in the recent health debates where everyone has scientific proof that their way is the best way of eating. We make up our own truth and reasons and that is okay. Food is one Easy way to affect our energy. And, our bodies always crave balance. When we eat, nutritionally, the goal is absorption. Fermented foods help with absorption, and when I have them with my animal foods they make me feel amazing. Energetically, food can do so much deeper work. The vibration connected to what you are eating means so much more than the calories and nutrients. If you are denying yourself nourishment of any kind for the sake of what someone else says is the “right” way to eat, you will lose. But, you can only know this if you can hone in on your needs and trust your intuition.
I send you love and open-mindedness for your own journey.
I feel amazing because I am listening to the voices in my mind. I am just flippin thankful that my mind is open and I am enjoying this LIFE.
Please let me know if I can help you.
Let us not forget that experimenting is fun. Food is delish,and it’s another way we connect to the people we love. And, as long as we are breathing here, we can change our minds.