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, tornadoes, climate change).
Understanding the Gift of Change
Now, I’m not implying that these are all BAD things. They are Mama’s way of pushing out the toxins that she has been unknowingly injected with — (pesticides that inhibit her nervous system and so much more). 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-like symptoms are 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.
I’ve worked with hundreds of children with autism and have lived with my own boy for 7 years. I’ve seen the hand- flapping, toe-walking, tantrumming, head-banging, seizures, diarrhea, allergies and more. And, I see these symptoms as our bodies’ way of trying to cleanse, balance and get back to WHOLENESS.
My son was unable to break down proteins due to a lack of proper bacteria and enzymes in his digestive system. We discovered this because he was spinning. We observed when the spinning began, and correlated it with his indigestion of proteins. He spun to balance internal overload with output. He was relieving himself. To ease his pain, we removed protein except for in its predigested fermented form, and then healed his gut so that he could digest on his own. He NEVER had a spinning spell again. When needed, our son would spin, hand-flap, make buzzing noises — all to bring his inner and outer body into wholeness. As he healed, we joined him in these activities to help him feel recognized and help us understand what was going on and why. When it was possible, we would lead him out of repetitive activities.
It’s remarkable to me how we are designed in such a way that our bodies can bring us into balance– even if our conscious minds are unaware of what’s going on. But, in quantum physics, if we observe something…. that is to say, if we become aware of it– the results change. The results are now at least partially dependent on the observer.
So, imagine KNOWING that when your child is tantrumming or spinning, this is a needed step in his return to wholeness. What is bringing him out of wholeness? If someone cannot digest protein (for example), feeding them streak does not give them any protein. This food becomes toxic to them. It putrefies in his gut. So, in this case you’d be dealing with a complication of toxic overload from undigested food, allergic reaction to said food and protein deficiency.
This chain-link of reasoning behind autism symptoms can leave a parent feeling very confused and alone.
The journey to healing speeds up once we embrace the gifts of this change. These symptoms are taking you somewhere. They are not meant to leave your children in pain. It’s quite a leap for some to trust their instincts and take their healing back to Earth, and slowly ALLOW nature’s power to do HER wonders. To hug the Earth is to experience one of the most healing vibrations that we know.
But, we are taught to jump into recovery, killing autism and all of the bad bugs that come along with it with chelation, factory-made supplements and the like. I didn’t have to go there. I simply embraced our mama. Supplements and modalities that do work are the ones that mimic nature– and I have experienced their usefulness for short-lived periods of time.
Why do you think Mother Nature would react in earth quakes and climate change?
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 of consciousness.
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.
People with autism carry this message of higher consciousness. They are different thinkers. Some call them neuro-diverse. We are headed into a phase of consciousness where human caca like banking systems, governments and institutions are crashing and being re-born differently.
When the dust settles, what’s left will be a diverse group of people with far more intellectual, creative and manifestation power than ever before.
It’s not time to control or medicate and put these beautiful souls in a box labeled autism. It’s a time to listen to them and do everything we can to ALLOW their amazingness to come through.
We are Just as We Should Be
Science continues to prove a divine plan, and although we have some pretty extreme manifestation powers, we are not working at this alone.
Our kids with autism are just as they should be. They are fulfilling their purpose quite well because people are waking up all over the place. But, being as they should be and being sick are two different things. I see it as part of my own purpose to help people wake up to the fact that accepting autism has nothing to do with accepting illness. Once the key to the illness part is discovered, everyone can begin feeling better. And neuro-diversity is not illness.
If you’re a mama or a dad of an angel with autism, know that she/he is here to teach you too! So, as we join hands in gratitude for the blessings– we discover even more healing.
We are All Healing
Healing is what healing means to you. And, I’m not trying to sound like Forrest Gump. I’m only reminding you that only you can feel your purpose and your path. You know where you are supposed to be.
I see healing as change into a place that feels better. I see it as a letting go of what feels wrong and embracing what’s right. And I’m so grateful to be alive at a time when I can experience this with you.
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.
As a matter of fact, we are perfect. We simply forgot that. If we remembered our perfection and the light that we came from, we would understand our power to heal.
Let go of all that ails you today (whatever you call it)! It’s your key into higher consciousness!
Please join us in giving of your heart’s vibration in honor of experiencing a mass shift in consciousness. Forget the problems and fill your day with light.
Dougie was once diagnosed with autism, and was very sick with candida yeast infections, vaccine poison, heavy metals, viruses, parasites, bacterial infections, food allergies and more. He began regressing developmentally at age 2 or slightly before. He did display all symptoms of autism, and in fact, we were told he was severe by the Chicago Schools. Some said he would never talk. We were more worried that he was very physically ill and also that he had dangerous tendencies like lack of awareness and not being able to protect himself (walking outside, crossing street). We wanted our son to have the best chance at health possible. We completely changed our lives, diet and spirituality. As we unpeeled layers of physical illness, the autism symptoms surfaced and left. He is 7 and quite healthy now. We homeschool him and we all love it,
These are our latest videos. Dougie loves outer space and making films. He draws story boards and films himself.
In the last few days I have received countless curse-word filled comments on posts that I sent with the highest of love intentions. I am whole heartedly sorry for having offended so many people. I love and accept all humans (and other creatures) for exactly who they are, and have a huge amount of respect for people who stand their ground with honor and integrity. I think that the people who use vulgar words to discourage my quest are missing my point, and I’ll explain.
I think we’re all different and unique, and in fact– I’m not so “normal” myself. I think and act differently than my entire family. I know we all have something important to offer, and am an advocate of these rights.
I know there are many facets to autism, and I will continue to learn about them. My son was actually ill. He had so many infections and poisons in his body. He was sick and we got him better. During this process, we were told he had autism. As a mother, all I know is my experience. Perhaps the label makers got it wrong and he never had autism. Perhaps he still has it. I don’t know because I don’t believe in labels, so much.
I use the label autism here because many children who are diagnosed with autism like my son have the same illnesses that my son had. I have helped hundreds of them get well. Many people with autism these days are very sick. There are even new cases of cancer coming up among them, because they seem to have compromised immune systems. I could quote science, but I won’t because I want to keep this simple. To me, a mother and child experience doesn’t need science to be proven correct. I don’t think you take offense in me helping my sick child get well. I think you’re taking offense because you think I am saying that just by him having a beautiful autism mind makes him sick. You think I am saying that autism is wrong, evil, and unacceptable… This couldn’t be further from my truth. As he healed, we see even more of his beautiful mind. When he was sick he was having seizures, throwing up, very bad stomach issues and food allergies. He cried all of the time. As we healed his gut, we saw the classical autism symptoms disappear. This wasn’t a goal. More of a fact.
I’m sorry again for offending you. I just wanted to be clear that if you are able to send such well crafted emails to me, and are happy with who you are — then you are probably not speaking of the same autism that my son and many children are diagnosed with. It was never necessary for my husband and me to raise our son to fit into any box. Any box all. Not even the autism box. He is Dougie and we love him. If gets sick again, we will always do all we can to help him heal.
And it is because Dougie got well, that we cannot stop helping those who want our help. Anyone on our healing program will tell you that we HONOR those gorgeous differences.
I am raising my son to send love where there is hate. And, boy is he an angel. So, I send you love though you have sent me hate. If disagreeing with me causes you to hate me or send me more hateful email, that’s a shame. Hateful comments are not welcome here. Disagreeing is a healthy example of how diverse our planet is.
If you are an adult or teen with autism and would like to actively help younger people with autism, knowing that many of them get very ill– may be of help to you. In my life I have known many people with autism, and they did not suffer as much as my son and my clients. There is something here. But, again these are merely my experiences.
I have no desire to change or heal anybody. I have no need to prove my beliefs. They are just mine. They come from my experience which is real to me. I share them to help myself grow, and in turn I get the blessing of helping many people heal from things that no longer serve them.
He got really bad diarrhea. Really bad sore throats and ear aches. He coughed a lot. He threw up a lot. He didn’t want to eat. He needed medicine so we got it for him. He fought us when giving him the medicine. While, we thought it was the best thing for him, the strength with which he fought was quite extraordinary. It made me think deeper.
Within the first five months of this illness (we don’t have any other word for this, but illness), I was on the phone with several doctors and nurses inquiring when this medicine would take effect… And why he would fight me so hard? Did they think that maybe he instinctively knew he was allergic to the meds? Nope. According to them, he was just sick…. Like all kids get, and this would end one day. But, he “needed that medicine.”
When I made the decision to fight his infections naturally, and took away the meds– he began getting healthier right away. We still had prescriptions left in the bottles, and I was using some of the first remedies I’d learned about: garlic, cayenne, raw honey, vitamin c and colloidal silver. We could tell he was healing because he got an appetite, and seemed less irritable. But we were a long way from Thriving.
I have to admit that I didn’t do any research on vaccines before deciding to get them. My doubts were merely gut feelings. I also couldn’t figure out why the nurse in my doctor’s office was telling me that I could choose… In not so many words, she was giving me the choice. Nonetheless, a few months off the regular vaccine schedule– my son went in to get his 18 month shots. And when I got home from work, he was sitting on the chair very lethargically. I called the doctor, and was told that this could be a reaction to the shot. I can’t remember if I gave him Tylenol that time. But,that was suggested to me.We used to give it to him before every shot to prevent fever, and it worked. Little did we know that Tylenol blocks glutathione — our bodies’ natural way of detoxing.
Before becoming sick, our angel loved to eat a variety of healthy foods. He loved zucchini, tomatoes, avocados and blueberries. He was only 2 years old when he first got sick, so he was mostly eating whole unprocessed foods. But, he’d had bread without a negative reaction. After getting sick, he only wanted carbs and sugary foods like pizza and French fries. His belly was very distended.
I set out to understand what was making him sick, because even after using my natural remedies, Dougie still had awful digestive and bowel problems. I felt I needed to get him to eat right. But, I was no longer sure what that meant. Most of his time by now was spent staring or crying. He wasn’t very mobile. I tried holding him, but at times he didn’t want me. So, I tried making him as comfortable as I could.
I was sad. I wanted to make sure he was happy, and he sure wasn’t. He often cried for spans of 12 hours at a time. Soon, I learned that there was a certain thing I could do with my hands that REALLY worked. All I had to do was touch him with a certain vibration running through me ( it was something I felt emotionally and physically but could not explain), and he would stop crying and seem very comforted.
The way Dougie was acting when he wasn’t in pain and sadness really resembled autism. I’d cared for and befriended many people with autism in my life before Dougie was born. I’d even had dreams and waking premonitions that I’d have a child with special needs. I’d seen him exactly as he was then in dreams years before he was born. These were dreams I discussed with my husband when I’d had them, but forgotten about until I took a breath and saw what was happening before my eyes.
So, on one hand I had a sick child who I knew was going to heal. I just wasn’t sure how. On the other hand, I had a child who was showing signs of autism. Sometimes these symptoms meant he would line things up, stare, hand flap or be obsessive over certain toys like Thomas the train. Signs that he has an amazing brain. Something I wanted to know more about. Other symptoms were toe walking, spinning and spreading poop on the walls. Some of these things could get dangerous, So, I made attempts to help him do them more safely. I spun with him in public to show him how cool he is. I took him to parks where he banged the monkey bars to hear the sound, and I joined him. I think he knew he was cool. He still does. He doesn’t care one bit about what people think about him and, he is my greatest inspiration.
So, in the spirit of doing what was right for him, I called my aunt who is a special ed teacher. I was first doing what I was trained to do, and then doing my own research, prayers and meditation in the background….trying to cover all bases and give Dougie the best life possible.
I set up evaluations for him so that we could get any kind of special services that he might need. I got lots of help from my aunt who taught me a little about Neuro-Diversity. Yes! That brilliant brain idea of different thinkers–that felt like my child. The idea that some people’s brains are simply wired differently. I knew that was part of our puzzle. I began to notice some signs that came before he got sick. Like how he rolled over early and talked early. He also really vibrated uniqueness. Not in the standard sense of genius..something more and different.
It’s a damn good thing that I had pneumonia for five months when this was happening, because– I too was craving yeasty/sugary foods, and having the worst digestive problems. My gut was so swollen that my mom thought I was hiding a pregnancy. So, I drank the kefir too. This was when BLISS started happening.
Within one week, Dougie had eye contact back. His tummy was going down. He was trying different food. Wow! I hadn’t asked for his eye contact. Yes, I wondered what happened to it. Yes, it was a symptom of autism. I started feeling better and noticing that my illness was going away. What’s more is that a major brain fog was lifting. I’d been having small seizures and passing out. We discovered that Dougie was too. The kefir was helping us think more clearly, and stop having seizures. Suddenly things in our family calmed down. Less crying… Still lots, but way less. More trying healthier foods without tantrums. Every day our strengths and physical health got better.
As Dougie healed physically, those classic autism symptoms came up. We were convinced he had it. And, we continued on with evaluations even though we absolutely hated the idea of having our kid labeled and evaluated by “experts.” I found that many children with autism have these painful gut issues and that Dougie was tantruming because he was in awful pain. The pain I experienced in my body was nothing compared to what he was feeling. I joined a support group of moms who are still the smartest people I have ever met. Together, we were helping our kids heal from food allergies, leaky gut, candida and more though diet.
By this time I discovered the deep connection between autism and gut health. I knew that some people had already lost their autism diagnosis after balancing out the body with dietary therapies. That was intriguing. And Hopeful.
Dougie was spinning, licking everything in sight, staring, lining things up –all classical symptoms of autism. And, we could see these symptoms coming out as he physically healed. He still wasn’t talking and we wondered if he every would. He was our angel and he was getting well, and we were all so happy that we were getting some sleep and even able to go out and have fun together again. It didn’t matter to us if Dougie ever talked. It didn’t matter to us if Dougie always had sensory issues. But, we were determined to give him everything in our power to teach him what we know, and introduce him to people who could teach him more. I’m patient, and I understand him on a vibrational level. Yes, there were times of mass confusion when I didn’t know what he had slipped into his mouth while I was in the bathroom (and most of the time he had to come with me to the bathroom).
If my child was going to grow up to be someone who spread poop on the walls, stared at walls and hand flapped–I would understand. I would do my best to teach him safe and healthy ways to treat his body and others. But, I would love and accept him no matter what he is or does. Incidentally, he stopped spreading poop on the walls after I engaged him in the clean-up process.
There is a beautiful mind, and there is sickness. A beautiful mind can also sometime get sick. Many of the people who I have met over the years with autism have taught me infinitudes about uniqueness, genius and of course, Neuro-Diversity. This is the beautiful mind part. Dougie healed each day, and less illness and more genius was making its way to the surface. His memory is amazing.
Dougie was detoxing out really gross things including parasites in his poop. One day while sitting on the toilet, he said, “my name is Dougie. I am 4 years old.” That was his first statement after getting sick. It had been years since he said anything that wasn’t just repetitive. I cried. He didn’t say much after that for a while. But, I noted that he said it after releasing a lot of frothy, foamy, gross stuff in his poop. Candida. Yuk!
He did get an evaluation and label of autism at age 3. He spent 2 years in speech and occupational therapies that were hard on him. We pulled him from the services because the people treated him like he was sick. Like he would never get better. We didn’t want any experts who knew nothing about us–working with our child.
That is, He was completely changing and becoming happier. He was talking clearly and wanting to socialize. He stopped all self injurious behavior (which flared up during times of detox, and we discovered was his body’s way of handling the inner stress of detoxing poisons).
He learns differently. He doesn’t understand “regular” ways of teaching math and science –which makes things much more fun for us. My husband and I get down on the floor with him and build puzzles. Dance. Drum. Sing kirtan. He “gets” so much on a much deeper level than most adults I know. There are concepts that Dougie understands far beyond the ability of his peers. Yet, there are things that kids his age say and do that he doesn’t vibe with. Each and every person in this world offers unique gifts. As adults, it’s socially easier to be different. We can specialize in one topic if we want, and make a great life out of it. Children are subject to so much judgement, and expected to be the same. Part of unscholling means changing this paradigm.
We really don’t like labels. We use them on this site to help people who want our help. But, we don’t define Dougie as anything but himself. We don’t mind if people say that he never had autism or that he still has it. That’s their prerogative and distraction. We love Dougie and know that his mind is very special. That’s why we helped him heal it.
Everything that happens on an inner level in our bodies and minds, is representative of what’s going on globally. We are all connected to one another and to our planet. I see autism as a symbol of what is going on on the planet. Our planet needs more special care and attention. Honoring our uniqueness and diversity honors our planet too. Things that harm the planet harm us on many levels. Our planet’s cry for help is representative of autism’s cry for help. I believe that the neuro-diverse mind has something very necessary to our survival. And that our planet is begging us to listen to them. My son Dougie can see Reiki when I do it for him. He wants it and loves the way it feels. Since cleaning up my life, I too am extremely psychic. I believe that it is the tapping into this psychic power…. The other side of our brains, that will help save us. Our planet will be fine. She’s just giving us clues about what we need to survive.
There are infinitudes of science to back up these beliefs, but then again you can find science to back up most claims these days. This is our story so far. And, it’s as true as my soul can muster. I had a beautiful child who got sick, and now he is thriving beyond belief. Label makers called it autism. I saw many layers underneath that could be cured. And, as we undid food allergies, metal poison and digestive issues– lo and behold the illness part went away. Some people glorify autism, and I don’t understand why. But, it’s okay with me if they want to use it to define themselves. We don’t. When Dougie’s older, he can decide if he wants to. To me, It’s just a label created by folks to put others in a box so they could understand them better. It cannot describe an individual. We are not proud of autism, as we are not proud democrats, republicans, Christians etc… These are labels that separate us. What we need is to come together and love one another… Or at least love ourselves enough to not have the need to judge others.
When I was a child, I used to hand flap, toe walk and line up soda bottles. I hated jeans for the way they felt on my skin. I was terrified to talk to many people I knew. I could see energy in the air. I knew things about people I didn’t want to know. I remembered being a nun in a past life, but none of it made sense to me when I tried to understand myself based on what my parents and religion taught me. I grew up just slightly different, I wrote a lot. I began writing a novel about a girl with these abilities. Is she Neuro-Diverse? Perhaps.
I got great grades in school without trying, but struggled with headaches, infections of all kinds, and as I got older — fainting spells. I was never really physically healthy until now. Because my son got sick, he inspired me to make the changes I also needed to balance my whole life. I do believe we all can thrive. And, that we get to choose what that means to us.
I believe my son chose me because I’m the perfect match for him on this lifetime’s adventure. I believe that there is so much beauty in being different and choosing different paths. I support you on yours no matter what you choose.
We just wanted to share some of Dougie’s moments of fame over the last few years. All of these vids are from May 07-Mar 2010, so they began after we were on Body Ecology and Raw Food for some time. I’ll get some more recent ones up soon!
This pic is of him on Valentines Day 2010 with his daily mantra” I Have Big Love.”
I so enjoy seeing how happy he was through all of this ( of course, once we changed his diet). His autism diagnosis taught us so much, and we are grateful that he is so much healthier and happier now.
Learning to be patient with our bodies’ natural cleansing abilities and building strength so that we could detoxify without risk of re-absorbing those toxins is one of the hardest lessons I’ve had to learn.
Our bodies go through natural phases of cleansing and re-building. We need the rebuilding phase to strengthen our detoxification systems.
It’s spring now (finally) for most of us. And, according to Traditional Chinese Medicine — spring is the season for cleansing. Your liver has more functions than we can count, and plays a major role in your ability to cleanse yourself of toxins. Your liver must filter every single food, chemical, and even emotion that passes through you.
I thought I’d share this interview that my husband Doug did for Body Ecology last year. In it, he talks about the delicate balance we needed to create in order to detoxify our son. If you need help or have questions about detoxifying your child on the spectrum, don’t hesitate to ask. We are here. And, now may be the perfect time for you to start,
Q: It’s liver cleansing season. Doug, can you tell us how important detoxification was to your family during Dougie’s recovery and if you have changed his diet or added detoxification techniques during this time of year to help him cleanse more?
A: Well, it was clear to me very early on that my son, Dougie was filled with poisons. Many parents have different stories. But our son’s health gradually declined as a result of countless ear infections, throat infections, colds, fevers — you name it. At this point, of course, he was also regressing developmentally, but I didn’t link the two right away. At first, we went the traditionally accepted route and sought medical doctors and medicines to tackle his infections. But, Dougie kept getting sicker. Once he had the croup he kept getting it over and over again. It seemed that he never healed from one infection when another one popped up.
There was a part of me that always understood that there was this deeply rooted source of sickness inside of Dougie, and that maybe if we could conquer that we could get our little boy back. I wasn’t too familiar with the terms of detoxification yet.
At a certain point, the medicine just became too much. My wife, Gina and Dougie were both sick for at least six months without relief from coughs, fatigue digestive pain, and pneumonia. Gina’s health and the fact that she could express her feelings helped us gauge what was going on with Dougie a little easier. Once, we sat in the E.R. for Gina because we were certain that she had mono. They tested her. She had it. But, the doctor just told her to go home and rest. We were like, “What? Don’t you have a medicine for this?” And the ER doctor looked my wife in the eyes and said, “Honey you have been on way too many medications. They are not going to work for you anymore.” We were actually angry with him. We were just taught that there was a pill to solve any ailment. Gina couldn’t rest. She had to care for a sick baby all of the time. And they both kept getting sicker.
Soon after, we visited a new pediatrician for Dougie with the hopes of finding an answer to his chronic illness. We left with cough medicine, electrolyte enhancer, and another prescription for antibiotics. But we also left with a sense of hopelessness.
As Dougie screamed on the pediatrician’s table that day, with his eyes and nose full of mucous and his cough brutal, the doctor spent no more than ten minutes with him before just writing out a prescription and stating that we should give him a flu shot that same day.
And you know what? We would’ve done it. We always trusted doctors up until this point. But, Gina remembered her mom telling her that children should never be vaccinated when sick. We wondered if maybe the vaccine could cure his illness. We had no idea what vaccines really did. We just chose to listen to my mother-in-law’s advice for once. At the time we declined the flu shot, we had no idea of our rights to even do so. Gina just said that we would bring Dougie back for the vaccine when his infections were cleared. Thankfully we never did.
So, when my wife was boiling up the garlic tea to help Dougie push out his sickness, I completely understood that we needed to get rid of the infections that were causing him pain. I understood that the medications were somehow suppressing his natural ability to heal. After all, I could get sick with a cold and get well in two days. But, we chose the best doctors for Dougie, with the feeling that giving our son lots of medicines when he was ill, was giving him so much more than our parents could give us. He was vaccinated 24 times by the age of 18 months. We really thought we were doing the best for him.
We got letters in the mail from the mayor of our city reminding us when to vaccinate. We posted it on our fridge. We were new parents and we were proud to be able to provide such outstanding care for Dougie.
I wanted him to be healthy. My wife and I would do anything in our power to help relieve his pain.
We began detoxing him right away. Even before we found Body Ecology. Even before we completely took him off the prescription medicines, over-the- counter fever reducers and French fries, Gina was giving him Epsom salt baths and trying to get him to drink garlic and ginger tea, which were things she learned about through her research.
Still, we were both afraid of what might happen to Dougie if we removed the antibiotics. We knew that pneumonia could be deadly. Gina and her mom would hold Dougie down to make sure he got his correct dosage. Gina would be on the phone with the doctor’s office asking for advice for how to get the medicine into him. I remember her asking the nurse one day, “When can I stop giving him these medicines, they make him so unhappy?” Our doctors and nurses felt for us. But they did not have answers that helped us. Poor Dougie got to a point where he didn¹t trust us at all. He would seal his mouth shut so tight that if we wanted to feed him anything, he resisted.
I grew impatient with my wife when her attempts at natural healing didn’t seem to work. But, looking back I have to admit that although we were getting him to drink homemade detox teas, we kept him on medications from the doctor for quite some time and we didn’t really change his diet.
I mention all of these details because it took this much time and this much accumulation of toxicity — infections, medications, vaccinations and the negative stress to create the toxic build up inside Dougie. It took so much time for me to fully grasp his toxic load. Over time, we found out that he has tremendously high levels of cadmium, antimony, mercury and other heavy metals.
We saw his health improve quickly after we began the Body Ecology Diet with Dougie.
I understand now that he couldn¹t properly detoxify because he was still being poisoned. Even my stress over trying to get the medications into him and worrying about his health added to his toxic load. Our family home energy was thick with stress.
Little by little we began to recover his physical health by adding fermented foods like coconut kefir and cultured green salsa. We also gradually got rid of gluten, casein, sugar, and processed foods. I listened to Donna Gates’ Detoxification series recently, and learned that the body cannot detoxify if it has no energy. Dougie was completely depleted of energy when we first began Body Ecology.
But in very little time, he began coming back to us. Once the coughs and infections were under control, boy did we see detox! I mean he released so much junk in his stool. As a parent, it was very sad to see that all of these things were stored inside my baby’s body.
But, we had to go slowly. His body was still very fragile. Often times I would come home from work and Dougie would be frantic and tantrumming. We didn’t have all the answers as to why he was acting in such extreme behaviors. We doubted the diet at times.
However, Gina was determined that this diet would work, and until she had a
really great grasp on how to do it effectively for Dougie , we did not practice any other forms of detox for him. Of course, we always felt like we could be doing more, but in the end, I think slow and steady progress is what got us this far.
After about a year of Doing Body Ecology, Gina got up the courage to do home enemas on herself and Dougie to help further detox. I was against this at first. It sounded really strange. But, when Dougie began asking for enemas, I knew they were doing something great for him.
In fact, although Dougie was non-verbal for a long time, when he was receiving an enema, he would often speak full and complete sentences. This was a sign to us that the build-up of toxins had something to do with his lack in verbal language. Gina added home enemas, skin brushing castor oil packs, sound and movement therapy, massage, Reiki and raw foods to our detox plan back in April of 2007 and Dougie’s development soared.
We’ve never gone back. These detox tools remain a part of our life. We rotate them in and out. We are at a point where we don¹t do enemas unless Dougie asks for them. Because, we know he will ask if he needs them. I think it’s important also to understand that although most of us are detoxing daily, our kids with toxic overload seem to be very fragile. They cannot handle very deep cleanses. So you always have to be building them up, energizing them, nourishing them, and making digestion easy so that they don¹t have extra stuff to release.
During the season of liver detox, Gina likes to add in a special fermented beet juice and cultured beet cracker made with turmeric and artichoke among other things. Dougie loves these and they definitely help him cleanse.In fact, because of my wife, my son has learned more about his body than most adults I know. He will tell us when something is good for his tummy or his brain.
We continue to see him detoxify from the many poisons that were built up inside of him. But, the process is much easier now that we have a real handle on how detoxification works naturally in the body.
Doug recently left his job and moved his family across the country in order to spend more valuable time with his son, Dougie. His wife, Gina runs a one-year autism recovery program for families who want to use Body Ecology, raw foods, energetic and sensory healing to overcome the toxicities related to the autism diagnosis.