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

Soul Searching and Finding Light

I am a being of light. I open my hands and I heal. I broadcast energy as I walk down the street or shop for my groceries. I shine from within and scream with intense joy, but it wasn’t always so.

I used to work long hours at jobs that created stress throughout my mind and body. I thank my guides and mentors every day for their direction, compassion and second chances.  Without them, I might still have ulcers and a poor attitude towards people and life.

I remember my friends and family telling me that I was overly negative. I had no clue what they were talking about. I thought that I was happy and successful. I was just a man doing what men do. I went to work and drilled myself into the ground to create a comfortable life for my family. This type of sacrificial consciousness is not very conscious.

When I was attuned to Reiki I had no clue what I was getting myself into. Funny thing is that my teacher knew that about me. I could see it in her eyes. It wasn’t disapproval that I felt, more like empathy for someone truly lost. I received my attunement with a knowing smirk that I only came to understand recently. Thank you!

I wish that I could transfer my understanding to the planet through a worldwide email that when read would make people illuminate. I wish that I could explain that the problems that we all face in our day to day occupations are all in our heads. Nobody is capable of making you sad, angry, happy or any other emotion.

You place yourself in these moods. If someone is making you mad then perhaps you need to do some soul searching.

The person who cuts you off in traffic and then flicks you off as a topper is having their own issues that brought them to that point. They are showing you what they are truly made of at that particular time. It is not a reflection of you. Think about it. If a child came up to you and said that you were out of your mind it simply would not be worth taking seriously, so why do we allow it to effect us coming from an adult? It might sting if that same child said that you were over weight or balding, but that sting is truly your own consciousness saying that you need to make some changes and haven’t yet. You would be coming down on yourself.

There is always an internal reason when your mood changes. People like to blame their emotions on others, but the only person who can make a change in you is you. It took me decades to really grasp this overly simple concept. You can’t change me and I cant change you. Nor should we crave that type of misguided relationship with each other.

You can live your life without the stress and demands of others. You are inherently free now and forever. Even if you were to be imprisoned or forced into another life you still are in control of your own spirit. You can soar above your constraints and feel the power associated with a truly liberated consciousness. Enjoy your life today and every day after this one to its top potential. Never be brought down for any reason.

Just remember that the more that you let go and accept that you are perfect just the way you are, the more you will get in return.

Namaste,

Doug

Inspired By Today: Tricia Huffman “Your Joyologist”

 

I  have these friends. These certain people whose names and voices and faces tug at my heart strings and get me all giddy-style hyper like a child. Sometimes I wonder why… when they’re on the other side of the planet…. do I feel such a surge of joy for their experiences? Sometimes I miss them. Often, I still wish they were here for a hug or a laugh. But, life wouldn’t be nearly as exciting if they weren’t out there shakin it up.

Tricia Huffman is one of those friends. We went to college together and saw each other through landlords, boyfriends, house parties and such delish food. Tricia always had this way of being truthful no matter what. It’s a characteristic I hoped I radiated too. There’s something so easy about being friends with someone you know will always tell it like it is.  And, now when I look at where that led Tricia, and how she is bringing her truth into helping the world in such a beautiful way — I couldn’t be more inspired or BLISSED!

Tricia’s Blog “Your Joyologist” is a crazy, love-filled, BLISS fest of honesty and life lessons. Her Life Lessons. She openly shares with us so that we too can feel the joy of the moment and of being our truest selves.

Being true to our truest selves is a game that we get better at the more we practice, I mean, it’s everything that I’m about. I just don’t always know EXACTLY what I need or who I am  in a moment. Tricia’s words constantly catapult me back into the now and help me realize that this is not only okay — but, it’s just as it should be.

It’s clear to me that we teach what we need to learn, and us teachers have got some pretty big lessons to learn. My best teachers are my friends. When I’m stuck in a creative rut, when I’m butting heads with reality, when I’m coming down on myself — I look to these women and how they live their lives. And, they inspire me to embrace myself even more.

I read Tricia’s Blog and watch her vids not just to connect with an old friend… but to literally get the coaching I need to soar through or cry through my day. Usually, there are tears first because her words just hit me where I need to work the most.

Today it was all about my skin. Or wait — Tricia’s skin. Her post. I am Being Blessed With Imperfect Skin” is so outrageously awesome  that you just have to read it for yourself. I can so easily find the blessings in my life. But, when it comes to my skin, I’m often at a loss. I think I might finally have it in a soft and glowy state. But it’s true– I think too hard about it. I have very sensitive acne prone skin ( that has healed profoundly since embracing the healthy life), but it’s not the skin I thought a healer/health coach should have.  But, I must admit that those self-destructive thoughts are a fadin.’ And, today I am grateful for my skin. And, today I am beauty.

Tricia — Thank you for your constant inspiration and joyous work. You rock my world.

The rest of you — You will be so joy-struck by Tricia Huffman’s Blog. She’s even got some donation-based webinars you can get here!

Tricia has a category on her blog called” Inspired By today,”and that has inspired me to pay tribute to those friends and lovers around the globe who  help keep me going.  So, there’ll be more of these posts to come.

xoxo

G

 

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 Recovery: autism Undone Undoing the “Symptoms” Behind the Misunderstood Label of autism

first published on healartfully.com may 2007

The system says he’s autistic because that’s how they define environmental toxin overload: It’s not their fault — we must change the system!

To me, autism represents the overload of various toxins in an underdeveloped immune system.

This toxic burden eventually disrupts organ function and manifests itself as outward neurological, developmental, social and sensory disharmony. When the world labels an individual’s condition “autism” –the levels of toxicity and depths to which the body expresses this must be severe. This means that most of us are toxic to some degree. However, with autism, we are often dealing with immune systems that have been assaulted since pre-birth, rendering them virtually unable to naturally release these toxins like the body was designed to do.

Scientifically, toxins can build up through genetic predisposition; diet; bacterial, fungal, parasitic, viral and yeast infections; heavy metal poisoning; pollution; and are often passed down from mother to child during pregnancy and birth. Spiritually, toxins can also build up through stress and negative energy. An immune system on toxic overload can suffer malnutrition (regardless of how much food is consumed), neurologic malfunction, all kinds of allergies and autoimmune problems, sensory issues, and every other familiar trait that is regularly attributed to autism.

Most sources will classify autism as a developmental disorder, where speech, socialization and perception are delayed or seriously impaired. I reject definitions that only speak to the outward symptoms of this condition. Such sources will also neglect to offer advice for curing the autism problem.

Foundations are built on the principle of raising money to support families affected by autism – money that will help them pay for medicine and intervention. Medicine and support to help them cope with the painful symptoms, strange behaviors, and society’s ignorant remarks about their children.But nothing that gets to the core and urges them to change significant things about their lives. Families need to be aware that coping can only go on for so long.Families deserve the hope that their affected children will not have autism forever!

A Spectrum of Poison

The level of toxic build-up is as unique as the individual – resulting in a spectrum disorder. What we know for certain is that inner imbalance equals outer chaos.

When we see an individual acting out autistic symptoms like hand flapping, head banging, spinning or tantruming, – it is often a sign that the body is struggling to ease the pain of these toxins. The body wants to heal itself; and will continue to do so, in some cases causing disease and disorder as a last resort.

That is why, to me, autism also represents a final call for help – and a sign that positive change is on the way!

A person affected by autism often has great sensitivity to the unnatural (foods that have been chemically sprayed or genetically modified and overly processed, air and water pollution, traditional western medications and vaccinations, electromagnetic fields from cell phones, wifi, etc.).

I have personally witnessed remarkable transition when these unnatural things have been replaced by healthier lifestyle choices.

More children are diagnosed with autism as we continue to vaccinate them and add poisons to our planet.We have lost confidence in our own bodies’ abilities to heal ourselves and have let BIG PHARMA take control of how we medicate and prevent disease.

This is why autism was given to us. We have forgotten how to listen to our bodies, and we have traded infectious disease for chronic and autoimmune DISSARAY.

Nature Gives us The Tools to Heal: Each Person’s Needs are Unique

The best scientists support a path toward natural healing and have reported on the dangers of such toxic build-up. However, it has taken epidemic rates of autism diagnosis, (as well as other forms of toxic manifestations like allergies, ADD, and alzheimer’s ) for some of us to recognize that the way we’ve chosen to live for the last century has drastically depleted our collective health.

Conveniences like microwave ovens, and alleged safety regulations that have been placed on our food supply — like the homogenization of dairy and the irradiation of fruits and vegetables are alone causing mass malnutrition. If our food is no longer food, how can we fuel our minds?

As a disorder, autism unravels when we embrace the healing power nature provides us. This includes diet change, emotional and spiritual practices, touch and sensory therapies, and methods that evoke positive energy.

I welcome autism because it will not be cured with a pill. It will not be cured by a teacher or a doctor. In fact it requires a complete paradigm shift from the modern frame of mind.

The Gift of Autism

In order to relieve the pain that autism brings we must also honor its gift. Allowing these truly brilliant children to break through autism, means that we are giving a new hope to the world. Hope that we can finally truly learn how to heal ourselves from whatever ails us. And, as these beautiful minds become clear, these children will be the teachers that lead us into a healthier more conscious future.

Autism may just be a necessary step toward the collective detoxification of our species.

Your Gut. Your Immunity. A Key to Unraveling Autism

A child is born with a permeable gut which allows him to properly assimilate the good bacteria from his mother and benefit from the colostrum in her milk. Body Ecology refers to this as nature’s first vaccine.

This intestinal bacteria and nutrition from Mom sets the stage for the person’s immunity throughout life. This teaches the child’s body to properly respond to illness, by pushing illness out. (TH1 immune response) But, when we consider drugs used during birth, C- sections, immunizations right after birth and the stress endured in the modern labor room – we are not setting the stage for a healthy life with most of our children.

Mercury is Not the Only Problem with Vaccines

Vaccines, besides being loaded with viruses and metals, teach the body the wrong immune response (TH2 response). This forces the body to internalize illness. Thus creating autoimmune problems.

The vaccinated newborn’s gut is not allowed to develop.If the child is then put on powdered milk and soy formulas they begin to form their first digestive problems. Parents may notice this as colic, restlessness and tantrums –or there may be no signs at all.

Since our immune systems are primarily governed by our digestive tracts (colon, liver, kidneys), we find that many people on the autism spectrum begin to reject foods that cannot be easily digested and assimilated.

These foods will vary because we must consider severity and of course, the individual’s uniqueness. Gluten, casein and sugar top the list of frequently rejected foods – all of which are unsurprisingly often overly-processed, over-eaten by the general population and farmed unnaturally. If the person’s system cannot digest these which most of us consider to be food — imagine what happens when you add chemicals, fillers and whatever makes Twinkies last 50 years!

S.A.D Refers to the Standard American Diet.

And, it is sad that so many of us are filling our bodies with “foods” that have no nutritional value.

The autistic digestive tract cannot take the overload. They don’t just get stomach aches, fatigue and pimples. They lose awareness of their surroundings, they suffer horrible frustration and physical pain. They lose their words and abilities to speak their minds. They may feel the need to bang their heads or rub their faces on the wall because their skin feels numb, and they yearn for some sensation. Many children also suffer seizures.

Toxic Behavior

We have discovered behavior patterns that are directly related to specific toxins; such as incessant spinning as a result of ammonia (from protein) overload. We have heard that some children walk on their toes because it relieves the pain of a heavy gut.

We know that often overload of toxins causes mal-absorption of necessary nutrition. And, this results in malnutrition. Any good scientist will tell you that malnutrition and indigestion are the basis of most diseases.When one organ is not getting what it needs to function, all organ function begins to dwindle.

When toxins thrive the true individual cannot thrive.

Moving Beyond the Label

When I hear that there is no definite cause or cure for autism – I hear fear and laziness. I envision a collective ego that thrives on illness and disorder. I envision a system that does not want these children to break free because it would jeopardize their jobs, their beliefs, their reputations and of course THEIR MONEY.

If families identify with autism, they will be offered sympathy, statistics and half-hearted research that will inspire them to hang in there. This frame of thinking allows disease to prosper. Modern medicine profits on illness. By subscribing to the “there is no cure” bandwagon — we are keeping the negativity alive.

We are made to believe that milk does a body good and immunizations protect us.I continuously read about the dispute over vaccinations and how we are still really unsure. I am not unsure. Injecting poison into a baby is a bad thing. A bad thing! And if that poison doesn’t manifest itself as autism, it is likely to trigger allergies and chronic illness.

How long do we really want to keep playing Russian Roulette with vaccinations, processed foods, and artificially flavored lifestyles? One out of six children born today will be affected by this in childhood. And what happens when they grow up? Where do you think cancer comes from? How about Alzheimer’s?

Well, my family doesn’t want sympathy from those who refuse to research beyond the obvious. We are blessed beyond belief to even be in the same world as these children.We just want you to stay out of our healing journey, unless you are going to acknowledge that we are here. We want you to stop lying to our friends who are just discovering that their baby has a disorder which you call autism.

Parents must not be made to believe that there is some mystery behind why their beautiful little one regressed from bubbly to dazed in a matter of months! They deserve to know that their children will function properly in society! We must no longer portray children who are drastically affected by the many poisons that we have created, as some kind of idiot savants with weird behaviors!

If their little bodies were only allowed to thrive in a non toxic world, we would see more of the genius and less behavior.And, that’s why they are going to break through. Because at the core they are smarter than this system. They have the key to the continuation of humanity.

We know that there have been great scientific advancements to a cure. And quite frankly, I am grateful for all that science has done to lead me to my answers. But, there is too much miscommunication about what to do with those answers. The CDC suggests that parents discuss vaccinations amongst each other and with their pediatricians. Well, when they advertise for immunizations on the radio, what’s a parent supposed to believe?

We have plenty of great schools and programs that help. Thank you. We have tried them and we love our wonderful teachers. But, nobody has taught the teachers that there are reasons behind this.

If teachers were aware of the gut/brain connection and how environmental toxins trigger autism, these teachers would be much better equipped.

American parents should be able to rely on their government for the most up-to-date information on illnesses like this. But, our CDC’s list of recommended physicians isn’t very well rounded. DAN Doctors are changing things! Real medical doctors who advocate proper nutrition and detoxification as a means of actually RECOVERING autism are making huge strides!

We are not merely interested in helping these kids, we are interested in completely recovering them. I know that it’s a system, and I place no blame on individuals within the system who have just been doing their jobs with good intentions.

But, if those individuals are not planning to step up for the better of my baby – then I ask them to simply step down. We are here creating positive changes, and our words deserve to be heard. We deserve to be able to reveal the truth.

Their Autism Does Not Exist.

I will not prepare my son for a lifetime of not being “right” inside himself. My son is thriving and will continue to emerge from the mask created by the toxins in his body.His recovery has everything to do with eating food that provides real nutrition and heals the gut from early assaults.He is healing because his parents will not allow his little body to be attacked by vaccines any longer. And, we are not afraid of the so-called consequences.

We know that we are building his immune system to a point where he can prevent disease on his own.Geez, if everyone knew this then we wouldn’t need many vaccines would we?Because after all, it is quite likely that disease will spread if everyone just stops vaccinating, right? That is unless they all begin eating real food, and looking into their own unique nutritional and spiritual needs for balance. If we did that, we wouldn’t need so much medicine. Because disease would be something we read about in history books.

Okay, so I understand the system’s need to keep us sick. But, I’m not buying those little pills any more!

We are moving toward a greater awareness of the consequences of our past actions. We have been given a chance to change things, and I am confident that our children will experience a healthier world!

Main Resources:

My Buddy, Dougie

The Wonderful Moms of BEDROK

photo credits:

trulip

© Gina Laverde 2007 (don’tyoueventhinkit)

Healing Earth’s autism: Our Ocean’s Eleven-Eleven Energy Offering

Good Morning Light Workers and Love Muffins. It’s May 1 — time for the magical celebration of energy  healing “Ocean’s Eleven-Eleven” to begin!  Ocean’s Eleven-Eleven is a virtual (from your home) Global, Energy Healing Collective. You can offer a prayer, a painting, a meal, a thought, a walk, or ANYTHING that comes form your heart in honor of this day. Our intention for today is to heal the core of our issues. I’m more excited than I can handle because my life has lined up so perfectly today to offer a very magical, heart-centered gift.

I’m a skeptic, perfectionist and careful chooser of dates, numbers, clients, books to read and the like. Good thing I’m a Pisces because I’m also the most easy going, accepting person I know too. So the type-A-ness really kinda balances out. So, when I chose to teach an autism Undone class today with Reiki for Special Needs families — I so carefully chose the dates and times. I so carefully chose the price. I even so carefully bought my train tickets for a specific date and time (yeah, I know) to impress the best energy I could upon this particular class.

When I disocvered that the class also falls on Beltaine (Beltane) — an ancient Gaelic celebration of purification that takes place at the midpoint between the spring equinox and the summer solstice, I  knew I was on to something good. We receive our energy from the sun and our atmosphere. When the sun, moon, planets, are in various positions it affects our own energy. The idea that ancient cultures have used this day to symbolize walking into a new light and letting go of the past really resonates with what we will be talking about today in class.

Today I Let Go of World-Wide autism for You and for Me

Some smart people will tell you that we are at epidemic rates of autism (autism spectrum disorder) among humans. But, ever since meeting my son again in this lifetime and experiencing his life with him, I have correlated his way of being with the ills and the wonders of nature and in particular our planet herself.

If Mama Earth  were given an expert evaluation I assure you that she’d come out with a label of ASD.  And, not JUST because these labels make money for the system who keeps us sick. But, because all of Mama Earth’s symptoms add up to a toxic overload that expresses itself in  the form of regressive development (bees becoming extinct, more animals being born with birth defects, loss of minerals in soil, loss of crops); inability to socialize appropriately for her age (Mama is at least 4 billion, and her cells (US) struggle to communicate), digestive and systemic organ malfunction (earth quakes, tornados, climate change).

Now, I’m not meaning to imply that these are all BAD things. They are Mama’s way of pushing out the toxins that she has been unknowingly injected with. Mama’s outward expression of war, planetary upheaval and confusion stems from her body’s need to push out toxins and renew herself, She is healing. She will survive with or without us. Her autism is just her message. It allows us to know what she needs. We can either give it to her or quite honestly — she can take it and sacrifice us. As her cells, we are quite adaptable to her toxicity. We can learn to live in an unhealthy environment. BUT, Mama knows best. She knows how it feels to be whole and she wants to get back to wholeness.

Her condition is not a mistake. It is just as it needs to be in order for her to move on to her next phase. When I met my son, and learned that he had autism , I understood that he came here to be the way he is so that people can learn what he and the earth need to heal.

Once I learned that, I no longer needed the word autism. And, I only use it here to help connect people who are affected by the label. But, today I let go of this autism label. I let go even more and make way for a new healed spirit to emerge from the earth and everyone on it. These days there probably isn’t one of us who does  not feel the residual energetic effects of our Mama Earth’s auto-immune disease. It’s real and we know it. But at the same time, we have the power to help one another transcend it. We are not our labels or our faults.

As a matter of fact, we are perfect. We simply forgot that. If we remembered our perfection and the light that we came from, I don’t think we’d want to stay here at this  rest-stop-potty-break planet.

Let go of all that ails you today (whatever you call it)

Please join us in giving of your heart’s expertise in honor of experiencing a mass shift in consciousness. Forget the problems and fill your day with light.

Today, my class is dedicated to this fantastic Beltane healing. We’ll be doing a specific activity (meditation, visualization and art project) infused with Reiki and more! Do tell… what is your gift?


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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Autism Recovery Videos: Dougie’s Dad Speaks Out About autism Recovery

This Article was first Published on BodyEcology.com in April 2010.

Today, Dougie’s father, Doug has shared his experience as a dad on this journey to help his son recover. Body Ecology was the first step in really helping little Dougie regain his health. But, as his dad puts it, it was a struggle for him to understand the importance of diet until he tried it on himself. Doug’s candidness and honesty are an inspiration to any parent.
Q: Doug, will you share your feelings about how you discovered that your son had autism?

A: I would love for those reading this interview to know that when we brought Dougie home from the hospital, he rolled to his side at two days old. He made eye contact with us. He slept through the nights, loved to be held and even came on dates with my wife and me. He was beginning to walk and talk at eight months old. He was pointing. He remembered relatives.

We started him on organic baby foods when he was around seven months old. He absolutely loved zucchini squash, rice cereal, spinach and blueberries. Gina often made baby food from scratch. We were so in love with our little guy. We would have family dinners where we sat him on a cushion between us, and talked to him as if he were an adult just like us. It was just so much fun!

We made all of our Well-Visits to the pediatrician and were so excited that our son was never sick. Other children around us were sick all of the time.

Until my beautiful, alert, active baby boy regressed from all smiles to tantrums, illness, and eventually –loss of eye contact, loss of language and stopped wanting me to hold him — the only thing I ever understood about autism, I learned from the movie, Rain Man. My wife was the first person to mention the word “autism” to me regarding Dougie. And I was furious with her. To me, autism was a disability, and my son was not disabled. My son was sick.

I knew something was wrong with him, but I didn’t know what to call it. There were so many layers to what we were experiencing. My son was sick. My son had a toxic overload.

I still refuse to call it autism because I completely disagree with the way that label is used and thrown around these days. So, yes, my son was labeled as having autism. But, I was never one for labels.

I was feeling like I should know what to do, but I had no clue how to help him. Here I was, blessed with this amazing child who needed my help, and I was helpless. It wasn’t about getting him to be like anyone else. You hear that a lot when you attempt to recover your child from “autism.” It was never about that for us. My wife and I have always lived outside the norm on many levels. We just wanted Dougie to thrive. We wanted him to have great health.

I think most people in my shoes would feel the same. We are simply not taught that there are toxins in the environment and that the way we eat can affect our brains and our development. So, how did I feel? I felt angry. And, this lead to so many difficulties between my wife and me.

She just wanted me to come to grips with this idea that Dougie had “something” so that we could work together to get rid of it.

Gina and I couldn’t sit down to talk very much to even come up with a plan for how to make things better. Dougie was so sick that Gina would pass out from exhaustion after spending 24+ hours awake rocking him; walking him or whatever else she could do to soothe him. In the beginning of his health issues, our home would be loud with crying tantrums. Toward the worst part, our home was silent with the fear that Dougie would never communicate with us again. And, as he healed, he went through months of dangerous behaviors, no sleep and sadness.

For a long time, Gina just held the emotional, and physical burden of this all. And I buried my pain. Gina never stopped working. If Dougie slept she was on the computer looking for answers to help him. She wasn’t talking to me much because I didn’t understand her. I missed her.

Both of us were so young and confused that I feel grateful that we found answers to make it out. But, I have to admit; there were times when I didn’t see that light at the end of the tunnel. Gina says she couldn’t talk to me because she had to focus on the positive in order to pull our family out of the situation. It seems like so long ago that we were in that place in our lives.
Q:   How did you feel about the diet changes in the beginning?

A: I resented these changes for sure. When we found Body Ecology my son was physically ill with viral and bacterial infections. He didn’t want to eat anything. The antibiotics he was on completely killed his taste for vegetables and healthy food. Gina told me this was called candida, a yeast overgrowth that becomes pathogenic, feeds on sugars and causes us to crave processed foods. She assured me that she was doing the right thing by introducing healthy foods and fermented foods.

We could get an occasional French fry into Dougie, but that’s about it. So, when my wife wanted to give him this sour smelling coconut drink, coconut kefir, that took days to make and would spill everywhere when Dougie spit it out – after a long day’s work, I really resented this. I knew that if I had given Dougie a fry or a cracker he would settle down and be happy. And, we would be able to get some food into him. When Gina first began Body Ecology with Dougie I did not agree with it at all.

I was afraid he would get malnourished just because he wouldn’t eat at all. In hindsight, we were not starving him. Gina was giving him foods he liked between bites of Body Ecology style foods. And, it didn’t take too long before we found some foods that he really liked. Stevia became a savior for us. Because of its sweet taste, he loved it on anything from quinoa, to kefir and even his cultured vegetables.

I was a meat and potato fan myself. And soon, my wife, who once made me a one-pound burger – the best burger I’d ever had, was refusing to make the dinners I loved because she felt they were toxic to have in the house.

Dougie didn’t seem to like the food. And, I would sit there and have to listen to him tantrum while his mom struggled to get him to eat a green bean or a piece of spinach – things he previously loved.

Now, I see the stress that my disapproval caused our family. I believe that even if Dougie didn’t understand my words, he certainly understood my negative energy; I didn’t make these changes easier on them in the beginning.

Really, in almost no time, Dougie was eating fermented foods, loving quinoa and vegetables and gesturing for green smoothies. This was a great thing. When he started loving the foods I was totally fine with the diet changes. His health improved right away after beginning Body Ecology and he hasn’t needed medications for the last three and a half years.

But, it even took me a while to catch on that the diet was the reason he began to heal. I just attributed it to my wife’s healing abilities. I was still sneaking my fast food on the side and still really feeling confused about what was going on at home.

But, Gina began to get happier too. She began calling me at work to tell me that Dougie threw a ball to her or called her mama or pretended to talk on the phone. When Dougie started to heal I would receive 5-10 calls from Gina each day. We were so excited about his progress.
Q: What did you do to change things around for your family?

A: For a long time I hid behind the idea that I did what I could when I was home, but that my role in the family was that of the financial provider. In the beginning, when I would step in the door after work, it was like I entered a disaster area. I never could understand how our little apartment got so messy with green gooey smoothie spills, broken toys and our child, still crying like he’d been in the morning when I left.

I never came home to a happy family anymore. That was rough.

I argued with Gina over nonsense, like stating that I was doing my half by working and she was not doing her half because our house was a mess and our child’s and her health were disastrous.

But, Dads – Listen up – Taking care of a child who is recovering from a severe toxic overload and working a 9-5 corporate job are not equal jobs. I was not doing HALF. I was barely doing my share.

So you know what I did? I finally gave in and began implementing Body Ecology on myself. I gave up pizza, bread and candy. It was so hard at first. But, it was literally the only way I could see and feel the effects of this diet. It wasn’t long before I realized that I could still eat delicious foods, even the foods I loved with some minor adjustments. Quinoa is a great replacement for pasta and rice. Green smoothes take some getting used to, but man, do they make you feel good. I literally felt like the good food I was eating was making my cravings for sweets and junk foods disappear. In the beginning, I would get angry with Gina when she told me that I probably had a candida yeast infection too, like Dougie and her. I guess I just wasn’t ready to heal. But, now that I feel the effects of the fermented foods, green smoothies and proper food combining I am healthier than I’ve ever been.

Body Ecology and raw foods reduced my stress, gave me energy and helped me deal with my own health issues.

Once I did that, I was able to jump on board with all of the changes Gina was making for our health. With my support, we felt like a team again and the energy in our home really settled down.

We believe that it’s very important to create structure in a family. In the beginning when I was eating differently than Dougie, I know he felt strange. Now that we all eat the same way, we are one solid unit. Dougie knows that he is cool for eating cultured foods.

Then, besides Body Ecology dietary changes, Gina and I decided to take our healing one step further and simplify and detoxify our home environment. We got rid of Our TV, microwave, washer and dryer, house phone and desktop computer to reduce electromagnetic fields. We keep cell phones and a laptop, but we unplug all electricity when we’re not using it and we don’t let Dougie use the phone.

We made a commitment to cook only in non-toxic cookware or keep our food raw. We got rid of toys that had any toxic chemicals in them – sadly this was most of our toys at this point. And now, our most recent step was to move our family to a warmer climate where it’s easier for Dougie’s body to heal.

We never had any real funds to help Dougie recover. We were able to accomplish all of this with hard work, research and a lot of faith that he would get better. If it seems crazy that we got rid of his toys – it’s not! We now spend much more time together in nature. We make art, ride bikes, go rock climbing – all things that are also very healing.

Green smoothies are highly nutritious and gentle on the digestive tract. Try adding some Vitamineral Greens, Spirulina, or even Body Ecology’s Potent Proteins to your green smoothie for a heightened nutritional value.
Q: What was the most important step you took to help your family connect during this time?

A: We needed balance. In our family, that meant beginning by eating healthfully and eating together in a peaceful manner. I had to join in on eating the foods that Dougie needed for recovery. We created love and peace at the table where there was once fighting and chaos. Because of this, our son can look at eating as an enjoyable experience rather than a struggle.

Families need to get on the same page and stick together. Whether you are the mom or the dad of the affected child, trust each other. If one of you discovers an answer, decide together to make that your plan. Act it out together. Support each other.
Q: What does autism recovery mean to you?

A: Autism recovery means that Dougie is engaging in social interaction now. He wants to talk to people. He introduces himself to kids and asks them to play with him. Dougie can communicate his needs to us. He understands us when we talk and is interested learning more. He asks so many questions. When he doesn’t understand something he tells us.

Once his digestion was clean, our main focus was eliminating behaviors that caused harm to Dougie, like hitting himself, putting everything in his mouth, banging his head – he no longer has these behaviors. Next, we wanted to be sure that Dougie would be safe in social situations, like understanding to stop before crossing the street – He now totally gets it.

Dougie is happy. He laughs and makes jokes. He makes up his own songs and plays pretend. Dougie can express his feelings. He can tell us what he wants.

Just yesterday he said “ It’s just so boring here, dad. I want to go ride my bike.” You can’t imagine how my heart filled up because my son knew how to express that he was bored.

Autism recovery means that nobody knows my son had autism. Nobody knows that he was even sick. My son is happy and everything about him shines. He is a rock star and I am so thankful to know him.

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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

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Namaste,

Gina

Autism Recovery: Letting Go of the Autism Label

We are moving all of our posts from Heal Artfully  to solidify our mission in one place.  originally posted this on  a while back, but it’s still pretty relevant to me.

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When Dougie was ill,  autism was a word I needed. I was looking for answers to my son’s illness, behaviors, developmental regression and complete change of character and consciousness. I needed a definition. I needed a reason.

I needed to call it autism and beat it with a bat. Scream at it. Punch it. Kick it. Spit in its face and hate it for all it did to my boy. For the night terrors and 36 hour sessions without sleep. For the vagueness in his eyes. For his sadness. For the loss of the boy who hugged and kissed. For all it prevented us from doing.

I hated autism. And I needed the word. I felt as though the definition would fuel my reason and research. But the word quickly became a taboo in our home. My husband refused to hear me say it. And he refused to ever say that Dougie had it. This made me angry. And I stored that anger in a little box marked “nobody in the world understands me.”

I’ve lived in close proximity to autism for my entire life. I’ve taught in “special” programs for “special” children. I have an aunt who works specifically with children on the spectrum. At age 10, I befriended a woman named Rosie who probably had the label. So, when Dougie fell into chronic illness and returned without the language he previously had, without the social skills he previously had, without the spark that the previously had –I had an instant inkling that I was witnessing autism happen.

That’s what got me. I never understood that autism could happen. I only understood that the children I previously worked with were just the way they were because they were born that way (and maybe some of them were). I never had a feeling of needing to “cure” them. I loved them. They glowed. Maybe they learned differently or occasionally hurt themselves – but there was something that made them magnificent. I taught them and worked with them with love and believe that we made a difference together. I never connected inner health with outer behavior/symptoms during my time with them.

But, at home, I was watching my son change. And become sicker and sicker. The behaviors and sensory expressions, like licking everything, seemed to be connected to his illness – not simply some unique character qualities. Dougie rubbed his face against the carpeting, spun in circles, stacked and lined up toys, containers or whatever he could get his hands on. I’d watch him and hold the little angel. And there was no question in my mind whether or not I could help heal his predicament. I knew I could, and I knew he wanted me to.

I felt that if I couldn’t call it autism I couldn’t recover him. But the majority of my early studies on the word only provided superficial reasons for these symptoms. No one was saying that there was a physical, scientific, reason that the body responds with exaggerated sensory activity. I was hearing that these children are “special” and there are so many great teachers and doctors out there who can help them succeed. I was hearing that there is no cure but there would be hope that he could get a “job.”

And, as soon as I began talking to other parents of children with autism, I ran into those who thought I was egotistical, insane, cold, un-accepting and of course a terrible mother and role model for wanting to rid my son of this beautiful illness. Have you heard of autistic children referred to as Indigo children or crystal children? I started to question whether this autism was a gift and if I should just let go of trying to help Dougie heal from it. I never questioned my son’s magic. We always had a very deep intuitive connection. And, I wanted to do right by him. Was this his true path?

But, then I thought… if my son fell and got a gash in his head, I would stop the bleeding. If he had a cold, I would help him heal. If he was sad, I would hold him until he wanted me to stop. If my son was licking the floors and the walls and people in public because that consciously made him happy, and he wasn’t displaying other symptoms of unrest, I would accept him. I would teach him that people do not like to be licked. I would help him find healthier ways of fulfilling this need.

And I tried doing that. But my instinct kept telling me they there was something deeper to this autism. No matter how many physical/cognitive attempts I made to help him stop behavior that was dangerous to him I didn’t seem to be able to succeed that way. No matter how many times I pointed to myself and self “mommy” – he wouldn’t respond.

Along the journey, I saw a life changing video made by a woman with autism that opened my mind about how she perceives the world in a really sensory way. How she communicates with water and air. How even though she couldn’t talk she could write eloquently and felt so much joy about her life.

I could deeply relate to her. I too can see energy in the air. Feel emotion from animals, people and water. I honestly started to question whether or not I had this “autism.” I began remembering spinning in circles as a child, not talking to anyone but my parents, rubbing my face on everything, putting everything in my mouth, crying all the time, lining up pop bottles and biting people in public. They mystery behind autism was beginning to unravel for me.

I’ve never been one to conform and this has never been about conformity for me. It’s been about helping my son become his healthiest self.

Many of his behaviors were not socially acceptable. But I never flinched when taking him out in public. I used to get shoved to the front of the grocery checkout line because of his screaming. I took him to the park nearly every day where he would insist on banging the metal slide pole to hear the sound. And I never felt the need to say “oh he has autism” to explain us.

I needed the word only for me. I needed the word to help heal him – or so I thought. And I allowed him to be evaluated and labeled by the school system – a long and painful process, so I could get my answer. And we accepted the label because we were promised help if we did so. We interviewed the Chicago Public School staff who performed the evaluation. We explained that we would completely recover our son from his illness. We explained that we would accept a label if it would bring us help that reflected our beliefs. We explained that although we generally don’t accept the idea of labeling a child, we would take this one if it meant that Dougie could get real help. Help that brought us closer to recovery. And most of all, we didn’t want him pigeonholed because of it. We didn’t want the word spoken around him.

I signed a piece of paper agreeing that my son had “autism.” I did it against my deepest intuition. My husband wouldn’t sign it. In the instant that I crossed the last “t” in my last name, I regretted it. My son did not have autism as defined by the school system so they could never help recover him. They could only offer services with the notion that he had speech and occupational difficulties. They couldn’t get the root cause of those issues because they did not have the tools.

Then I began to hate autism even more because of the way the school system made extra money from it. I hated it because it put a cloud over my son at his school… and the word was repeated over and over and over. I hated it because no one believed that we could end its destruction on Dougie’s life.

Early on, I began to understand Dougie’s condition as a toxic manifestation. As I studied I learned where those toxins came from and as many of you know, we have brought him into a very healthy light.

But I continued to struggle with what to do with this label that kept coming up. All of the negative comments I continue to get from people who call me an autism hijacker. And, the sick children out there whose parents struggle like I did over how to handle a disorder that is only defined in social, sensory and outward symptoms.

Finally, last summer I really embraced shamanism and studied with some amazing spiritual teachers. Dougie’s and my recovery through raw foods helped open both of our bodies for deeper healing. But, food could not bring us to the level of peace we now have.

Shamanic journeying, meditation, chakra balancing though sound and movement, and touch therapies like reiki all helped me realize the insignificance of labels. But most of all they helped me let go of my need to label our situation.

The autism label, as widely defined never described how my husband and I see our son. My husband knew this all along. We create our own lives. We manifest our desires. We are completely responsible.

By believing that my son does not have “autism,” but merely an overload of toxins that continue to melt away I am defining it more scientifically because this is actually what he has. And, by understanding how these toxins can be released energetically helps add more valuable tools to our healing regime.

As time goes on, I continue to practice shamanism and reiki and I continue to gain deeper acceptance for who my son really is.

I have realized that yes, this is about acceptance. Yes this was supposed to happen. Yes my child does have a magical reason for being here and for displaying these behaviors. There is something very intuitive about him. He can use touch to heal me when I am in pain.

I believe he was put here to help us all heal. Because we were able to heal him against the odds, I know that anything is possible. I don’t know if I realized that before. Letting go of autism has helped me let go of my addiction to all labels. Now I can enjoy life for what it is. I can enjoy the feeling of water on my skin and wind in my hair without having to define it. I am more relaxed thanks to my little angel.

It just so happens that as we continue to physically heal and release toxins though diet and energy healing, Dougie’s speech and communication becomes more and more typical. But his magic and his power also increase. I would love and adore my son if he never said a word to me. If he never looked at me. But, I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t lead him in the direction for complete wellness and fulfillment.

Dougie is not autism. Dougie is Dougie. He’s my magical little spunkmuffin – a glimpse into the heavens, and my strongest role model.

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