Like walking in a cemetery, I don’t need a headstone to remember you by, I pass through the panic peaks of weather, the wind is dropping down to only a whisper, I need to go outside and stay, until I put myself together, where the air out there is free, for me, my reality is unraveling, and all I have are a dead man’s clothes to wear, I know I’m a fool but I can’t help it, everything I touch ends up terrible, I need to go outside and stay, until I put myself together, where the air out there is free, for me, I’m afraid I interrupted something, although Graveyard talk is one-sided, the work I do can be done with My eyes shut, We sure pick a funny place to hide, I need to go outside and stay, until I put myself together, where the air out there is free, for me, if I give this up then you’ll know, it was over my dead body, I keep coming back for more, because I live as though dying
I hope all is well with you. Today is day 17 post COVID infection for me and my family, and no matter how well versed we are in hand washing, I”m positive we picked it up from our children and summer campers.
Is the world trying to control the uncontrollable? Clearly, there are two well divided groups: the vaccinated and the unvaccinated. With new data surfacing, both groups are further distinguishable: the reinfected – unvaccinated and the breakthrough infected – vaccinated. What has happened to our natural immunity against this disease?
I have not been vaccinated because I am afraid and concerned of a mercury additive, since mercury exposure is a cause of Multiple Sclerosis, but when I went to the CDC.gov to view the ingredient list of all three vaccinations by Moderna, Pfizer and J&J, I did not see mercury listed. FDA.gov is also saying the vaccine is safe and effective.
It’s a little bit of a science lesson. My Octopus Teacher, an implicit Edenesque documentary, is set in a kelp forest full of vivid sounds and scenery, seaweed and sea anemones, in a place called Cape of Storms, West Africa. The word origin of Edenesque is from ‘Eden’, as the Garden of Eden in the Book of Genesis + the suffix ‘-esque’.
You might be on another planet. The wonders of watching an octopus’ life — from beginning to end — is getting out of our incredibly hard shells and journaling how the documentary illustrates Eden, and how God impressed our minds with more than one right way to think. I see the Garden of Eden coming through the swell, framing this special place like a lush landscape. This is where it gets interesting.
It’s quite stimulating for their huge intelligence. Adam was the first biologist given dominion over the beasts of the earth, as the marine biologist attested stewardship to one of the wildest, most scary places to swim on the planet.
He did not place us in a palace. God chose surroundings that were best suited for our health and happiness that only a thousand hours in nature can provide. Like God, the marine biologist went outdoors in the cool of the day to meet with his beloved, where he was greeted with some strange level of octopus joy every morning. God was his teacher; the ocean his schoolhouse.
This octopus walks. In the beginning of their garden experience, God was always protecting his people. For protection, the octopus wrapped itself in an extraordinary cloak of algae and a stack of seashells. The shark was completely outwitted.
Followed by an octopus. Somehow the sea animal recognized that this human was not dangerous. It takes an antisocial animal to a different level who can assess the capacity for harm as well as the capability for good. The level of fear between the marine biologist and the wild animal slowly dissolved.
Eden was free enough. There’s a line that can’t be crossed — free will. It’s like a forcefield. Many times the marine biologist wanted to rescue the octopus, but he realized that he would be interfering with the whole process of the forest. Instead, the shark just took her away into the misty forest.
They didn’t come back. The man’s heart was pained by the end result of a 365 day drama. Because the lifespan of an octopus is short, he couldn’t see his octopus friend anymore. Although he did not name the aquatic creature, the two were intimately acquainted, and a strong attachment united them, Like Eden, God could no longer meet face to face with Adam and Eve because their nature had become out of harmony with their Creator, and his presence was now a consuming fire. We still need the spiritual impact that only God can give, and the safest way is by reading the Bible. The Good News is: A greater than Adam is here.
All creation sighs. Eden was paradise lost. Will our oceans be next? In service to the brink of something extraordinary, Craig co-founded the Sea Change Project, a growing community of divers that is dedicated to the lifelong protection of the kelp forest. This high calling must feel like a sacred job, because these divers are like Cherubims guarding the Garden of Eden with flaming swords. I want to see what they saw.
Metamorphosis is a slow process. This ends my 7th week of healthier living, or, “practice makes permanent,” and I look forward to seeing my body reactions after one year, five years and even 10 years.
I’m oblivious to the rearview mirrors. Yesterday, I had the energy to review my health lecture notes from the retreat. The lessons you taught on body physiology were indispensable. For example, I have compartmentalized every aspect of life. It was my error to think that oxygen and arterial blood gases were only vital to the respiratory system.
Everybody dive in. I have been going to the outdoor swimming pool once a week, and when I leave, I feel stronger, happier and more alive. I invested in a MOBI non-contact infrared thermometer that I use often. Agatha Thrash (Home Remedies) would say it’s “the prompt and beneficial effects of cold,” but you taught me that it could be the sun, and it could be the fresh air (more oxygen.) It could be all three! It could be all seven!
It’s a bit of a science lesson. “The cold upgrades the brain because it’s getting this flood of chemicals every time you immerse in that cold water (9° C). Your whole body comes alive, and then as your body adapts, it just becomes easier and easier and you start to crave the cold.” // Craig Foster, Marine Biologist (My Octopus Teacher, documentary)
“Taste and see that the Lord is good.” Blackberries are coming in harvest, and Pam Allen has given me her tried and true recipe for a wonderful berry-pineapple dessert with coconut cream.
Thinking of you as I continue to move toward the heart of true healing I have rivers to raft and mountains to climb at the Ocoee this 4th of July
Individual care and holistic care are at the heart of family, friendships and community. Individual care and holistic care are what I experienced from the staff at Living Springs Retreat, AL.
I rocked on the verandah in the FRESH AIR. I sipped on WATER through my stainless steel water bottle. I sat in the SUN 15 minutes each day on the back patio. I RESTed 8 hours each night under open windows.
EXERCISE has never been more exciting, guided by the dynamic twins, Lauren and Erin. Fifteen minutes a day on the rebounder is doable.
The cooking classes, the menus, the recipes, the shopping list, the juice fasts and the twice a day vegan meals, part of a wholesome, delicious DIET, have called me to a higher work in the kitchen.
It was nice to break bread together. Barbara O’Neill loaded my plate with generous amounts of seeds, nuts, grains, legumes and vegetables and sat beside me at every meal. It warmed my heart.
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The physiology lectures given by Barbara for two hours each day motivated and equipped me with opportunities to choose and improve my level of well-being.
Each afternoon, I sat in the steam sauna @ 100°F for 30 minutes, followed by a cold shower for 10 minutes and complete bedrest for 30 minutes. I disliked the steam sauna because my heat intolerance incapacitates me until my internal temperature returns to 98.6. I decided that it would be childish to refuse this treatment, especially in the hands of qualified therapists.
With Monday and Wednesday came a one hour body rub followed by the sodium bicarb body wrap treatments (Cancer is a Fungus, by Dr. T. Simoncini and The Germ that Causes Cancer by Doug Kaufman.) The massage table was prepared with a wool blanket, a plastic tarp and a second wool blanket. Barbara wrapped my chest in a hot towel soaked in sodium bicarbonate and boiling water, and repeated the process to each leg and arm. She covered each wrapped body part in black plastic bags and then my entire body in a wool blanket. I was immobile. For an hour. I was buried in hot, quicksand and I had fears to deal with, STAT.
To calm myself, I imagined I was, The Little Fruit Seller, by John Singer Sargent. I forged a new brain pathway called, in his arms I safely rest. Barbara recited Psalm 91 to me, among many other scriptures throughout the week. She said she had been memorizing scripture for 30 years.
All through the week I repeated the words, “O, taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that TRUST in him” Psalms 34:8. Memorizing scripture stimulates neurogenesis, so I’ve been told.
I tasted the 8 health laws from the Bible and they have been easy to practice. God is good.
I’m taking the knowledge I gained and the book, Self Heal by Design, by Barbara O’Neill, back home with me to my family, my friends and my community, because it’s not mine to keep.