Oh, To Homeschool- The Genius of autism Education

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My six year old Bliss Burger is sitting next to me right now at the breakfast table yumming it up on a sweet potato. He slept so well last night. Like he does every night- sometimes between his dad and me, and sometimes in his own bed.

Waking him up for school last year, holding hands on the way to the $10,000 preschool was a dream of mine. Not his. To be honest, we sought out that school for their child-focused  learning, natural, outdoor setting, and amazing diet. The children helped raise chickens, bunnies, and plants. They cooked.  climbed. Did puppet shows. It was oh so cute, but the little man kept telling me he didn’t like it.

Here’s the thing. I was seeking a  school that would help nurture the values we have at home, allow Dougie to socialize, and um — give me a break from being his only caregiver, teacher, mommy and medicine woman. I felt  he  needed to explore. And boy was I right. But, the truth is that  even in their open-mindendness, that school we chose was way too rigid for Dougie.

His teacher didn’t really understand him, and always had issues with what he was saying (like when he would talk about Buzz Lightyear). She falsely “accused” us of owning a TV (oh no!). As if that mattered! Our boy was talking and trying to make friends. We were ecstatic.  If he’d had an awesome teacher, we may still be at that school. So, I’m stoked it  worked out this way.

Ask Dougie now how much he loves his Toy Story School (which he named our at-home un-learning), and he probably won’t be able to stop talking. In fact, he’s reading this now and tells me that he wants me to invite you to join him here.

I grew up in a world that said school was necessary. I learned that education is what is necessary. I grew up in a world that said “choose a career.” I learned to choose a journey and experience many careers. I was molded by a system that said we can’t teach our kids at home, lest they turn into hermit weirdos who wear corduroy in summer. And, I learned to say,  “Whatevha!”

Unschooling is peeling away at what the system has taught us for centuries. And, now is the time for re-awakening anyway. The old systems are no longer working.

But,  I gotta admit, regardless of how well I know my purpose here to help others and blah blah blah –the decision to  home school my son was all about him. I worried about the socialization thing first, as he was once diagnosed with autism, and well — the system tells me to worry about socialization. Then, I worried he would resent me, or he wouldn’t have enough challenge, fun, activities, friends– all that. I spent weeks and months considering this and researching my buns off.

This is what Dougie wants and needs now, and this is what’s best for him now. We all have our purposes, and those of us with children who require unschooling or home schooling have the balls and the guts to do it. Worried about socialization? Your kids will lead you. Worried about teaching subjects that you don’t know too well? Goodness, you will be surprised at how amazing new brains are. Dougie is typing, writing, spelling and reading. He can count money, pay for things at the store, make scrambled eggs, and pretty much run the place if we need him to.

We’ve been bitten by the adventure bug again, and are taking this Unschooling organic life of ours on the road. We can’t wait to spread the bliss with all of you. Take a gander at this blog for more info on our upcoming tour de love.

Gina

No More “Guilty” Pleasures, I’ll Take Plain and Simple Regular Pleasure

The other night a friend and I laughed at how I knew all the words to some obscure Air Supply song. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for those tunes my younger bro and I sang  in front of the TV while watching “Solid Gold.” Up until 2 days ago, anything 1980’s or chocolate, or crocheted,  or anything resembling a cupcake were all guilty pleasures. Not anymore. The guilt is gone and I’m jammin with my Trader Joe’s gluten-free vegan ginger snaps– that I am eating sans guilt despite the sugar.

A lot of guilt goes into and comes out of changing to the “healthier” side of things, you know what I mean? But, the worst I’ve created for myself comes from what I decide I want to eat. Once  you dive into learning what goes into our food — from the ingredients to the energy, processing, and scams behind who is making money by poisoning us with chemicals, gmos, and godknowswhat, your higher self doesn’t want to go back. Healthy food makes you feel food. It tastes good. And us smart and savvy peeps have found ways to even make it cost less, prevent and heal illness and give us enough energy to stay feeling young for long.

Coming to Chicago to visit family and  make our first Bliss Tour stop has taught me that I’ve had to let go of a little bit of my  “healthy” eating. That is because ultimately, I have to eat. I have these ideas of what I am supposed to eat, what I want, what I need, what I crave and all of that. But, my experiences here have taught me just how hard it can be for the average person to make these healthy choices. Whole Foods Market is more full of processed and sugary foods, than it is of “whole foods.”  The Farmer’s Markets cost 3x as much as the one in Santa Monica, and the discount organic market has older produce that is ready for the trash.  Believe me, you can find good, organic and healthy options here. I know it. I used to live here. But, living in California spoiled with variety, convenience and price. I never had to shop at Whole Foods in California. We bought everything at the farmer’s markets.

I initially felt guilty for making choices to buy fruit and veggies that I knew were sprayed with chemicals. Our family has gotten  sick for the first time in years. We were exposed to mold. And, I originally blamed that on my poor meal planning and poor shopping decisions.

But, I think the guilt hurts more than the pesticides.  It’s proven  that not only are emotions connected to our physical health, but that our heart vibration is the strongest vibration  we emit. If our hearts are heavy with guilt, that has the potential to harm us even more than what we eat. 

Pleasure, on the other hand… pleasure has the power to raise your heart vibration and actually bring physical healing into your body. So, what if I eat my chemical-laden grapes with the utmost gratitude and pleasure? What if I just enjoy them today because they are what I have? What if I give gratitude for the experience that helped me better understand how  most people have to struggle to get healthy food? It’s gotta work.

So, that’s what I am doing now. It’s important to me  to eat the best I can because it does make me feel my best. But, if I live rigid-style how am I going to help anyone? Diets stink.  I’m glad I discovered my guilt because I realized I was living in a diet mentality. When  you are on a diet you have “forbidden’ foods. This is never going to work in reality.

Guilt is one of those complimentary emotions granted to the good-hearted, bleeding hearts. Believe it or not, it’s one of the hardest emotions to get a handle on. It took me forever to realize how selfish it is to be guilty. How that emotion strips us away from ourselves because it often involves pleasing others. The only real remedy for this is joy — doing whatever truly makes the real you happy.

 

The next time you feel a tinge of guilt coming from your mama, your spouse or your inner critic, try smacking that experience in the face with some pure happiness. Stop what you are doing. Stop right in the middle of doing it and focus your attention on the happy part of it.  Be thankful that you have that experience.

It may be natural to feel guilty. But, that doesn’t mean it always has to be so. You can change your story. You can find the Bliss in any moment. I’m erasing guilty feelings all day long with a simple thought, and sometimes a bite of cookie.

Rock on!

 

Gina

Inspired By Today: Jennifer Carr, “Today You are You”

In case you didn’t know, I’ve got rockin friends. I’m a complete amalgamation of the inspirations bestowed upon me by the amazing people I know.  I love that I’ve called these relationships and experience into my life. A blog by my  friend Tricia Huffman, the one and only “Joyologist” inspired me to create a category here where I share  just who inspires me, and how they do it. So that you too can feel the BLISS.

Today, I am inspired by someone who has taken parent activism and home grown love and acceptance to new levels. Jennifer Carr is raising to beauties in the big city, and she somehow makes time to write books, speak in public, yoga it up and, write one of the best blogs I’ve ever read. 

Jen has a gender diverse child, and blogs about the great awakenings gifted to her as part of understanding, advocating for  and loving her child. She is a real mom who digs yoga and sometimes get stressed or confused and she shares that. I can so relate to the perfectionist in her who wants to help and get it all right all the time.

Like Jen, I have a child  whose uniqueness turned me into an activist for children’s health. I think we are all blessed with the perfect families and children who will teach us the life lessons we need to learn. Often, when I was searching for how to handle my  “problems” whole healing Dougie from autism, I steered away from “autism” websites.  I wanted something more inspiring. Something that told me everything will truly be okay.  Jennifer Carr’s site is like that.

“Today You are You ” is the name of her site, and a quote from one of my favorite authors, Dr. Suess.  Being YOU is all you really can be. So, when you really embrace that and decide that you are amazing, you will discover the many gifts you have. These are gifts that the world needs.

I believe that the world is in dire need of gender acceptance, and Love and Bliss for all of those who decide to be who they feel they truly are instead of who society pre-determines them to be. The energy of the world is shifting. Old systems are dying. These children are our future and they are creating quite a bright future. It’s parents like Jen, who actively clear the way for our children who are making that future possible.

I don’t have a gender diverse child. I don’t deal with exactly the same things that Jen does. But, I am constantly finding myself inspired by her posts and even using them to help me in my life and parenting.  We truly are all ONE.WE all want love and acceptance. We all want to be ourselves.

Today You are You, for real. What can you do today to be the youest you? What do you need to do to sigh that beautiful breath of relief that comes with being true to yourself. Do it! I’m here with you.

It’s important to note here that Jennifer Carr’s website is not only inspirational, but informational as well. If you know someone who needs help with raising and advocating for their gender diverse child , please send them to Jen’s site.

Much Love,

Gina

 

 

Autism Healing Class coming to Hartford, CT July 10

We’re so excited to meet more of you and share everything we know about healing from the toxic overload of autism and embracing the BLISSFUL beings beneath the autism mask. We recovered our child, Dougie through nutrition, energy healing, sensory learning, detoxification, homeschool/unschool and all  natural, non-invasive HOME MADE healing. And, we did it all on the tightest budget imaginable (that is.. no budget at all).

We’ve designed this groundbreaking class to share our views and methods behind the true messages of autism and how we can both accept and honor our children’s differences and help them become their healthiest, truest selves.

We want to put the power to heal yourself and your family back into your hands where it belongs. You can learn about your body, your intuition and your specific nutritional and emotional/energetic needs. And, YOU CAN SAVE YOUR FAMILY!

autism Undone Intro Class

Come discover the root causes and  natural solutions to autism. Find out how nutrition (built specifically for your needs), energy healing, sensory learning and  other natural remedies helped undo our son’s autism and illness. And, how your children can THRIVE.  The Bliss is in the JOURNEY, and life gets sweeter each day.

Coming to Hartford, CT July 10 

7/10/11

10am-6pm

The Growing Green Coopertunity

203 New Britain Ave. Hartford, CT 06106

$222


Healing autism means healing the root causes of all illness on Mama Earth, and we will show you how earth provides us with every natural solution to healing that we need. We will dig deep into energy, intention, food, detoxification, vaccinations and more.

Read Healing Earth’s autism here.

Each class is uniquely tailored to the students in it. So, please come get your questions answered, and learn something new with us!

Get the Goods on:

  • Detoxification
  • Vaccination and natural immunization
  • Immune Building
  • Supplements and Super Foods
  • Body Ecology Diet
  • Raw Foods
  • Beginning Lifestyle change on a budget
  • Tricks for getting picky eaters to try new things
  • Starting slowly and taking baby steps for lasting results
  • Using energy, intuition and intention to guide your way
  • Gut/Brain Connection
  • Candida/Yeast infections
  • Fermented Foods and Probiotics
  • Colon Health
  • Sensory Learning
  • Unschooling

Get your personal questions answered (if we don’t have an answer we will find it).

$222

Prepay through PayPal to secure your seat by June 28, 2011

Guess what? we can raise healthy kids! In fact, we can raise vibrant kids — autism just may prove to be  what we need to become healthier and more radiant than ever!

If you love someone with autism and want to make their lives brighter, you will LOVE this class. See you there!

Contact Gina@BlissedLife.com with questions or comments

Gina

Autism Healing Class coming to Asheville, NC July 3 with Emily Shaules

We’re so excited to meet more of you and share everything we know about healing from the toxic overload of autism and embracing the BLISSFUL beings beneath the autism mask. We recovered our child, Dougie through nutrition, energy healing, sensory learning, detoxification, homeschool/unschool and all  natural, non-invasive HOME MADE healing. And, we did it all on the tightest budget imaginable (that is.. no budget at all).

We’ve designed this groundbreaking class to share our views and methods behind the true messages of autism and how we can both accept and honor our children’s differences and help them become their healthiest, truest selves.

We want to put the power to heal yourself and your family back into your hands where it belongs. You can learn about your body, your intuition and your specific nutritional and emotional/energetic needs. And, YOU CAN SAVE YOUR FAMILY!

autism Undone Intro Class

Come discover the root causes and  natural solutions to autism. Find out how nutrition (built specifically for your needs), energy healing, sensory learning and  other natural remedies helped undo our son’s autism and illness. And, how your children can THRIVE.  The Bliss is in the JOURNEY, and life gets sweeter each day.

Coming To Asheville, NC July 3 with Emily Shaules of Raw Breakthrough

Emily, a former attorney, healed herself of Fibromyalgia, Ulcerative Colitis  and many other “incurable” illnesses through nutrition and lifestyle changes.  She coaches people worldwide how

ow to do the same.  Emily lives in Asheville.

7/3/11

10am-6pm

Rose Pilates: 670 Weaverville Hwy., Ste. 2, Asheville NC 28804

$222


Each guest will receive an e-copy of Gina’s new book, “Are You Eating Your Bugs? — Your Probiotic Diet to Bliss” and a complete intro pack that guides you through implementing diet changes and our healing methods in your home. 

PLUS: Special presentation on Detoxification By Emily Shaules of Raw Breakthrough

Healing autism means healing the root causes of all illness on Mama Earth, and we will show you how earth provides us with every natural solution to healing that we need. We will dig deep into energy, intention, food, detoxification, vaccinations and more.

Read Healing Earth’s autism here.

Each class is uniquely tailored to the students in it. So, please come get your questions answered, and learn something new with us!

Get the Goods on:

  • Detoxification
  • Vaccination and natural immunization
  • Immune Building
  • Supplements and Super Foods
  • Body Ecology Diet
  • Raw Foods
  • Beginning Lifestyle change on a budget
  • Tricks for getting picky eaters to try new things
  • Starting slowly and taking baby steps for lasting results
  • Using energy, intuition and intention to guide your way
  • Gut/Brain Connection
  • Candida/Yeast infections
  • Fermented Foods and Probiotics
  • Colon Health
  • Sensory Learning
  • Unschooling

Get your personal questions answered (if we don’t have an answer we will find it).

$222

Prepay through PayPal to secure your seat by June 28, 2011

Guess what? we can raise healthy kids! In fact, we can raise vibrant kids — autism just may prove to be  what we need to become healthier and more radiant than ever!

If you love someone with autism and want to make their lives brighter, you will LOVE this class. See you there!

This class is for adults only (unless nursing).

Contact Gina@BlissedLife.com with questions or comments

Gina

Autism Recovery: Autism Dads — You Can Embrace a Healthy Diet and Lifestyle!

When my son was born I thought that I was simply one of the luckiest parents on the planet.  He grew to have great communication and motor skills.  Moreover, he was happy.  He was the picture of health, and we did everything in our power to give him the best that could be provided by the highest recommended doctors that we could find.  Life was good, and then it happened… I took my son to get one too many vaccinations and my beautiful boy stopped smiling.  I couldn’t understand.  I thought that we were doing everything possible for him.

We took him back to the doctor to ask why he had stopped walking and talking.  They told us that he was just sick and prescribed him more medicine.  My wife looks back at those days and can still see the nurses trying to persuade us not to treat our child with these immunizations and antibiotics, but we couldn’t understand why they were directing us away from the doctors orders.  We were believers.  We thought that it was the best way, and there was nothing more important to us then getting our little Dougie back to perfect health.  Still, to hear them say that he was autistic and was never going to talk again seemed horrible.  How could they say that when they had all the medicine in the world to cure him.

We were dragging his little body through the mud of western medicine.  Destroying his immune system and making it impossible for him to heal.  It got to the point where he was refusing to eat anything but pizza.  So much for the natural foods full of nutrients that my wife had been making him from birth.  If he saw a pea on his plate he would throw a fit and refuse to eat.  I would say that he needed to go back to the doctor and my wife would urge me otherwise, stating that it wasn’t helping.  I couldn’t hear her though.

I had grown up watching my father go to work all day, come home and complain about it, and then go back out again.  I was bred to do one function and I had gotten pretty good at it.  I was in the legal field and it was paying me the money that I needed to provide my family with the medical treatment that I thought was necessary in today’s society.  With all the money that I was making I never learned how to budget out the resources to simply learn what was happening with my son.  I was in my preoccupation making money instead of time.

My wife refused to take my son to the doctor anymore, and said that she was going to learn about his health and why he had regressed into what the doctors labeled as autism.  She was reading and studying all the time, and stressed out to the max with a husband who was mad at her for not allowing the professionals to take care of our son.  I was so lost.  She changed his and her diet and encouraged me to join them, but I was too busy playing lawyer that I couldn’t hear her logic.  I would still eat dinner with them, but I would continue to eat the way that I had been, and they would eat what my wife had researched.

I didn’t fight her once I saw my son start to calm down, but I also didn’t join.  I learned the bare bones version of her health conquest so that way it was easy for me to feed Dougie while I was out alone with him.  It was terrible.  He hated his new food and I thought that he hated me for giving it to him.  I only wanted to see him happy.  If I had my way back then I would have just given him the pizza to watch him smile again.  I think that there are lots of men out there who understand exactly what I am saying here.  We just cant see the benefit in something if the immediate result is resentment.  Why bother with the health food when he is with me.  I only want to see him happy with the limited time that I had away from the job that supported his life.  Let the wife deal with recovery on her time.

Slowly, I started to see small improvements in my son over months of his diet change.  His mood started to change.  Every once in a while I started getting eye contact from him again.  I was turning into a believer.  He was eating better.  Living better.  My poor wife.  I agreed with the diet, but wouldn’t join her on it myself.  She would make food for them and then food for me.  Attempting to add in healthier and healthier options into my dinners.  I was fine with it, but would eat like crap at work when I was in my groove, not paying attention to what was going into my gut.  Tons of coffee and foods riddled with chemicals were the diet of choice at the firm.  I was working out every day, but not able to keep my body in shape.  I saw that Dougie and my wife were turning into a vision of health, but I couldn’t join them… not with the stress of my job.

Then, something amazing happened.  I was offered a way to move away and keep my position at the firm.  I was getting ulcers at the time and had started smoking quite frequently with the drama associated in a busy chicago-based law firm.  I jumped at the opportunity with an exasperated and immediate yes to the move.  We got rid of our possessions and only packed what we could fit into our little car.  A few weeks later we were in sunny California looking for the perfect home near Dougie’s school, and I was determined to finally learn what was going on with my wife and son.  Despite what all the so-called professionals who wanted to medicate our son had said, he had learned how to walk and talk again.

I started to learn.  It was hard.  Hard to believe and accept.  I was being poisoned by our supposedly secure food system.  Don’t believe that we are being poisoned?  I recommend that you go into your kitchen and start reading your own ingredient labels and research what all those unknown names are that they slip into our food.  My legal mind got mad.  No, make that furious.  I trusted and believed.  I voted for toxicity with my dollar every day.  I only had disease to show for all that money lost to fast food and poor health choices.  There was such an easier and better way to live that whole time.  But, I’m just a man, right?  I am too busy to think about health, right?  I needed to provide for my family and do that at any cost, right?  Wrong!!!!  I could never help my family by sitting on the sidelines acting like I cared by simply making money.  The only way for me to heal my family or anyone else was to heal myself.

I came out of my delusions and joined them in the healing process.  My family is thriving now.  We live a beautiful life full of joy and wonderment every day.  We love and live on a scale that I have no right to experience, and I thank God every day that we had the strength to pull through our confusion and come out on top.

To the lost/confused/skeptic, you are a wonderful being of light.  You have the ability to move mountains with your mind.  You can feel as perfect as you always wanted to.  There are no secrets here.  We all have the abilities that I only recently learned about.  I am not more or less than you.  We are all one, learning together.  I am proud to be here with you and wish you the best that life offers.

We’d love to help you create Bliss in your life through healthy eating! Contact Gina for your personalized session!

 

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Our autism Recovery Story

(article first published on rawmom.com July 2008 )

My son will be four in 13 days. And, two years ago, our own friends and family doubted he’d survive his many health challenges with so little scarring. He is Dougie. He is emerging through what the world is calling “autism.” And, he is by far the STRONGEST person I know.
The newborn Dougie was every parent’s dream. After a complicated pregnancy disrupted by a mis-diagnosed miscarriage, placenta previa, early contractions and dilation, candida skin eruptions, and ignorant remarks from a group of non supporters – I was blessed to have a healthy happy baby boy. I stared at him sleeping for the first three hours of his life.

In order to ensure that our boy’s health remained vibrant, his daddy and I employed the city’s most expensive pediatrician. I’m talking about one who charged $700 for a well visit with immunizations (after insurance, of course). Oh, how my heart sank when we couldn’t afford two of the recommended shots according to the recommended schedule!

But, our baby was sleeping through the night in his swing, sleeping through trips to the movies, friends’ parties, and car rides. The kid slept so much, my husband and I brought him on dates. My expensive pediatrician assured me, on one of our midnight-worry-calls, that all of this sleeping was a gift, and that I should revel in it. And, so I did.

And, when my dermatologist told me that the white rashes Dougie was getting were a direct reflection to the hormones in my breast milk — and that my baby was in fact suffering from ACNE, I weaned Dougie from mother’s milk. Colic began with dairy-based formula, but I never made the connection. Our E.P. (expensive pediatrician) assured me that the brand we selected was sooooo close to breast milk, and that I made the right choice. I didn’t want to poison my kid with my ruined milk, so I traded my happy sleeper for a rash-less night crier.
By the time he was ready for food he was in love with spinach, squash and bananas. We chose almond and rice milks over dairy and his tummy issues subsided. But, I regrettably kept him on formula for 14 months, because the E.P. made a case for the “unrivaled” calcium source. He was pooping about seven times a day, but at this point I knew nothing of the problem that symbolized.

I became more confident in my mommy skills as Dougie learned to walk, talk and ask for things he wanted. I knew that I wasn’t eating dairy myself. And I knew he didn’t need it either. We filled him with wholesome home cooked and raw organic foods. We made sure we chose quality food sources of fats, protein, and other essential nutrients. He craved bananas. We made sure that he never got processed foods, candy or typical un-natural kid food. And, yeah we experienced many upturned noses because of this. But the result was that my 2 year old never needed prescription meds.

And despite the life-sucking day jobs, threat of home foreclosure, getting disowned by some family members, and MY chronic ear infections, my husband and I were overjoyed at being parents.

My husband, Doug, brought Dougie to get his next round of shots while I was at work. I had an eerie feeling about it, but just couldn’t determine a good reason not to vaccinate. I just didn’t fully understand what we were doing to Dougie. And, that’s when fever and flu entered our lives.

I put on my Healer Helmet and got him better with magic elixirs of vitamins and herbs. My parents thought I was nuts.

But before I knew it, I was facing my own doctor and my own chest x-rays and blood tests that revealed I needed to rest. I had pneumonia and had apparently held it at bay for months with my natural therapies. My doctor was disgusted at the bottles of oil of oregano, colloidal silver and other goodies I brought to show him I was taking care of myself. I still didn’t fully “GET IT.”

Soon, I was being injected with various antibiotics that made it hard for me to hold my head up. My mom was taking care of Dougie. And, Dougie was in NEED of prescription meds for the first time in his life. Of course, the nurse comforted me with the fact that all kids get sick all the time, and antibiotics were simply a part of life.

I felt as though I failed him by not being there to cook his meals and make his “get better” tea. He was placed on 4 back to back rounds of antibiotics. And from Christmas Eve through mid January, he regressed into a dazed state of consciousness. He lost all of his language and had no emotional response to pain. He cried or screamed almost all the time, and refused to eat anything but pizza.

By January’s end, I picked up my head, opened my laptop, and confirmed to myself and to my best friend that Dougie had autism. At this time, my husband was too sensitive to hear the word because it held so many negative connotations for him. Dougie was so sick and his daddy was so scared. I longed for someone to scream at. Someone to talk to. But, at this point I wasn’t sad or guilty. I was determined to find a cure.
Our financial predicament left us shacking up in my brother-in-law’s basement for a few months. God bless them for not killing me as I embraced the weirdness of self-healing.

Doug and I are not those parents who took our child from doctor to doctor trying to figure out what happened. Not only could we not afford it, but our experience with doctors taught us that they (at least the ones we knew of) would not have an answer. I refused to take the money we could use for getting better and hand it over to a doctor, just to hear “I’m so sorry Mr. and Mrs. Bliss, your son has autism.” I can’t even imagine the dread those parents must feel when being sold the “no way out” approach to autism. Because we were broke, we were spared this. We never got a set of blinders or a list of therapies to help us cope.

I didn’t want to cope. I wanted to cure this. But, the autism battleground had been trudged by some dedicated people who were far more educated than me, and none of them could find a cure. I knew I had to do it differently. I knew I had to embrace Dougie’s gifts. I remember explaining this to a non-mom girlfriend who reassured me of the value of early interventions like psych drugs and speech therapies. Instead of killing her I dove inside my computer.

One half hour of research solidified the Candida question that kept popping up in my mind. We definitely had it. I had to cut sugar from our diets. A few clicks later I found a woman who lived in my state and had successfully recovered her son from autism. I sent her an email and she called me the next day. She gave me hope that I could reverse Dougie’s condition with diet. We talked for 2 hours and she referred me to the bedrokcommunity.org – who have been my backbone and best friends through this journey.

I was now coming to the deeper understanding of gut health as it relates to brain function. I introduced cultured vegetables and coconut kefir to Dougie’s diet, using a tablespoon to 4oz each day for a month – AND WE GOT EYE CONTACT BACK!! The cultured veggies helped his taste buds accept greens and gluten free grains – AND HE STARTED SAYING “THOMAS THOMAS” after his favorite train. He was getting physically stronger too, and so some more autistic symptoms began to surface. Dougie hand-flapped, licked the floor and the walls, toe-walked, used repetitive language, like “Thomas, Thomas,” and would smash his face into the floor or walls. He was mystified by wheels. But, he was becoming happier and showing it. He still wasn’t responding to his name. His behavior was very hard to handle for me, as I wanted to see more results.

Another month passed and I learned that trusting my gut meant going back to my spirituality. I prayed and meditated a lot. One moment I was blending green sludge for my son to drink and the next I was screaming in excitement and horror over the phone to my mom “I saw bugs in his poop.” Yeah, bugs. Weird stuff. And each time Dougie released something overly nasty in diaper… he gained more skills. The diet was working! But not enough for anyone to believe me.

That hurt.

My mom was so loving and my dad just kept his mouth shut. But everyone was whispering behind our backs…. wondering if the boy was getting enough protein or this or that other nutrient. And, I realized they were wearing blinders too. They too were duped by the “milk does a body good” mindset . My mom, who slaved over delicious home-cooked meals every day of my life, didn’t understand the gift that good food gives our bodies. No one understood me like the moms at the BEDROK community.
Their level of understanding goes beyond diet cures. They helped me realize that Dougie is unique. I could do Body Ecology the generic way and get some pretty great results. Or I could apply it to Dougie’s particular needs, and consider his toxins, and deficiencies — and fully recover him from autism.

We are definitely still learning. We have embraced our son as a unique being with very special talents. His spark shines brighter as we peel away the layers of damage. We no longer focus on curing him. He has a sickness that gets better each day, but it does not define him.
In time, we’ve learned to tweak his diet to address his needs. He has now adapted to a high raw and mostly vegan diet. Something he could’ve never handled in the beginning. He does get brain food like the essential fats of cod liver oil and coconut oil. He drinks about a quart of coconut kefir each day which balances out the good gut bacteria, fills him with minerals, and makes digestion of other foods a breeze. He drinks green smoothies each morning and loooves peas with apple cider vinegar. The kid craves spirulina now! What a gift!

By first focusing on his gut, we’ve prepared him to eat a wider variety of foods. As long as he gets his cultured foods, he can handle sweeter fruits, beans, and grains much better than before. In the last 2 months he went from speaking in two-word sentences to complex sentences.

We embrace each moment for what it can teach us.

We study poop, tongues and skin color. We rely on our instincts, our research and our friends who are in the same boat. To date, we have only done one test to confirm the presence of heavy metals from vaccines and environment.

My almost four year old drinks green, plays air guitar, and is beginning to read. What more could a mommy ask for. He IS my dream come true!

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Should the Validity of Vaccine Poisoning Be up for Debate? Dougie and I think NOT!

This post is an oldie form our Heal Artfully Site. We’re bringing all of those blogs over here to BlissedLife in order to solidify our message in one space.


The vaccine debate is certainly not over, but we feel that we are better educated and armed with tools to keep us healthy and safe from the anger that fueled this post. Such is the journey of the Blissed Life

artcle first published on ageofautism.com October 2008

Letter_writingBy Gina Laverde

Today I left dishes piled in the sink and butternut squash squished into the carpet because news of the “battle” between mom-actresses Jenny McCarthy and Amanda Peet urged me to write. Both parents undoubtedly care and believe they are working for a necessary cause. However, this war between two young non-doctor icons really cheapens the debate over the safety of vaccines. Mothers can heal our children. We do it all the time. I don’t want parents to become disillusioned by the sugar-coated poll they’ve got going on at Ecorazzi today. I am disgusted that my son suffers from documented metal poisonings, and media thinks it’s a good idea to stage a fight between parents of two completely different types of children. Is it really so important to decide who’s right?

Open Letters to Jenny McCarthy and Amanda Peet: Jenny first.

Jenny,

I never cry about autism. But, Jenny, I cried through the first 12 pages of “Louder than Words.”

I sunk into the book, dripped tears on the pages – then looked up and realized I was sitting in the middle of the Borders Books on State Street in Chicago. I finished the entire book there in the store, sitting on one of those little kid proof chairs. People stared. And, I thanked God that I missed my train to Detroit, so that I had the opportunity alone to read your words. I cried when I saw you on Oprah. I cried as I watched you speak to Eckhart Tolle on Skype. And today, the tears welled up when I realized the obstacles you’ve endured for daring to make life safer for children like mine.

I cried because I hate to think of a nation that allows children to remain sick for the sake of money and makes a mockery out of those who suffer.

Strong moms like you who confront the media, the AAP and others who claim that poison is somehow no longer poisonous when injected into a three -hour-old boy through a syringe, make it easier for main-stream moms to relate to these dangers. Children are being saved because of your work.

Thank you. Thank you for helping open my eyes to the real dangers of vaccines. The danger of not being “allowed” to freely speak the truth in a way that can save our children. The dangers of misinterpreting scientific information.

Thank you for connecting to this community in such a human, honest way. You are a remarkable mother. From one south-side- catholic-chic to another –I know the need to break down barriers and defeat those who say you “can’t.” And, I am here with you advocating freedom of health for all of our little ones.

Keep doing what you’re doing because you are healing the world.

Amanda,

I’m a mom just like you. I understand the depths women are willing to go to for the sake of our children. And, when I discovered what helped my boy recover from autism, I too wanted to spread the word and help as many as I can.

If my son didn’t get infected with autism, I may have looked at parents who don’t vaccinate as primitive or neglectful. I wish I had done my research before deciding to go through with the shots. Luckily, your research proved beneficial and your child didn’t suffer an adverse reaction. I pray that those who follow in your footsteps experience similar results.

Whether one mom is right or wrong about how to raise our children should not be up for public debate. You were right for your child and I am right for mine. In the past, I blindly trusted my doctors and tried to enjoy the benefits of natural health while having the protection of western medicine.

Unfortunately, it didn’t work out as I planned. And, now I am detoxing my son.

Amanda, please understand that all babies are not like yours. Some may be predisposed to disrupted natural detox. The induced T2 immune response from vaccines may keep them from releasing properly (HERE.) For whatever reason, Amanda, it seems that as we inject infants and children with known poisons, we continue to see an increase of the severe gut/brain inflammation (HERE) known as autism.

As far as I can see, immunizations do protect against the spread of infectious disease. But, where’s the independent study that proves this? What about other amazing natural ways of boosting the immune system? My son hasn’t had a cold in two years.

Do you really believe that vaccines are safe enough as they are? As a mom, wouldn’t you like to see my son tolerate them? Doesn’t he deserve to be immunized in a way that won’t harm him? And, furthermore, if they are truly the answer — then why would you need to worry about your child becoming infected by an un-vaxed peer?

Jenny McCarthy, and moms like her are simply begging that parents be given the right to choose not to inject hazardous chemicals into their babies. But, we are also calling for the greening of all immunizations.

I want vaccinations to work. I want them to protect against contagious diseases while not harming the immune system. But, since we are all unique individuals, we may not all be able to reap the benefits.

I urge you to look into who published the studies that you researched. I urge you to consider their motives.

Do vaccines need a spokeswoman? Do you speak for a drug or a child?

Children with autism need a voice. Today I am that voice. When more folks are out there blindly touting vaccines – autism grows. Your stance saddens me, but I want to believe that it simply comes from a mother who trusted the research she read.

Let us empower parents to heal their children. Media like this only conditions us to stop trusting our guts and expanding our knowledge.

Gina

About autism Recovery

This post is from january 2011. We are moving all of our Heal Artfully posts over here to Blissed Lfe in order to solidify our message in one beautiful space.

My time for the last 5 years has been spent working closely with families to restore and improve their health. It’s been a blast and is teaching me so much about life.

As children get well, and families experience the ups and downs of healing –I gain perspective on what autism really means. A few years back, I wrote “Autism Undone” to help explain to my mom  and family what was going on in my son’s life and body. Since then, I get daily emails about how that little article has helped so many of you. I am stoked that it has. But I have so much more to share.

Autism has deep spiritual and energetic connections that I only touched on in this article. I have so much to share about how we are healing and how we are embracing the gifts of autism. When I said that children with autism have the key to saving the world, I didn’t even know how deeply correct I was.

So, as you may have guessed, I am writing a book and it will be done soon. But, because I want you to benefit more from the gifts that I  have been given, I will be posting helpful snippets of the book here on this blog.

My book will cover the spiritual, emotional, energetic and physical connections to the causes of autism as I see it from experiences with my son and my clients, as well as information that has been granted to me through research and (nothing less than) divine intervention. I also will reveal our exact diets and recipes (as it may help you), and everything else we did to get where we are.

You know.. I don’t much like labels. That’s why I wanted to undo and bring out the truth of the diverse meanings behind the autism label. My book also covers how my family, thanks to my husband, has detached form the label.

It’s gonna be  a rockin book and a rockin’ year. Stay tuned for tons more helpful blogs while you wait.

Happy New Year!

If any of you are interested in kick-starting your family’s healing I’m offering 1 hr consults that include a personal written follow-up and a huge intro pack that teaches Body Ecology, Raw Foods, Intuitive Eating, Recipes, Sensory Exercises, Colon Therapy, Seasonal Eating and so much more. email me @ Gina@BlissedLLife.com for more info

I’d love to help you create Bliss in your life through healthy eating! Contact me for your personalized session!

 

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Namaste,

Gina