The point I am at now, environmentally, is to reconsider my ways of living, and how they affect the earth.
I tried the ecological test online about my footprint. I scored really badly, for every person living like me on the earth, we would need almost 5 earths! Even though I can count on my fingers how many times I have driven a car. Twice learning to drive, once driving for a man on a main road when it wouldn't start, once driving for a friend in the country when she couldn't see clearly, once around the country roads and off the road to learn to deal with spinning and control of the car. That's it. It's because I use things from new, not keeping things, even though a fair amount of my stuff is from second hand shops, but not all. Because you want things to work properly, and you want a proper thing to draw on, and you want a warranty for a laptop so you can get it repaired under warranty and insured.
It often becomes an issue of money. Affordability, or if you don't want to spend a lot of money on organic groceries because you won't be able to eat that much more, not like when you can buy vegetables and fruit cheaper. Or if the shop only has a few organic foods to buy fresh. It isn't a problem to buy organic pasta sauce or tinned tomatoes, but to buy the tomatoes fresh and organic is so expensive, or non existent in the supermarkets, particularly as you get further away from the city and suburban areas. Which is encouraging to some to buy seeds and plant organic, instead. Not me though, even though that is a dream. A dream because I have no established place to live. I rent or live at my parents. To transport plants in pots is hard because I have no car! And no licence to drive a car. Thus I am leaving that until I am established firmly in my own home.
Try the eco footprint test from the link below..
http://www.myfootprint.org/
Also I consider leaving it all and living from the basics. Making my own clothing, growing my own food, hunting for meat and fish, prawns, crabs. Living in a tropical place like Cairns Queensland and not needing to think of heating. Always with a source of saltwater to swim in, bathe in if necessary, bless myself in. Enjoy! Live the romantic life of nothing much. Pick mangoes from the sides of the roads. Not have to wear much clothing, except the envisioned white dresses made from recycled cotton. Recycled from the second hand shops clothing stocks, that are seemingly endless, although I never have seen any of the clothing that is seen on the pages of fashion clothing. Where does all of that go? When the fashion is over and done with? Where do all the hours of work put into creation give something back to the person who makes it? Where do all the dye washoffs go once they have finished dying pieces and bolts? Things like sequins, buttons, feathers, fur, wool, cotton, nylon fibres, things that fall off clothing and rendering it imperfect. Polluting the earth.
http://salvosstores.salvos.org.au/donate/
Were you ever wondering what happened to all your electronic equipment once it has reached its expiry date? I don't know where it goes myself. Okay I've looked it up. In Australia, a company called ewaste, which charges to take your computers, and other electronic waste to get it properly recycled, without it becoming part of the landfill soup.
http://www.ewaste.com.au/
A scary eco sci-fi novel about electronic waste and pollution I read last year is called Watermind, by M.M Buckner. The story is very adrenalised!! I don't want to give anything about it away..so read it if you are intrigued.
Watermind
I won't be leaving for Cairns tonight or tomorrow. I have to rid of the collection of things I have now accumulated responsibly. And then go freely to live the dream. It must happen this way as I have to deal with reality instead of ignoring it all and pretending I can live freely without having dealt with the loose ends first.
Buddha, God, and Ceridwen bless
Samantha Aungle
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
What do you choose for your health?
What can make you happier?
To live healthily in nature doing what you want, receiving healing and help as you choose?
Or sitting inside four walls, dosed up with medication with no choice in the matter, talked to as though you are a statistic not an individual, with no way of getting out freely until they deem that you are again to walk upon this earth you have been born onto to live your life?
I know which one I choose. The natural health life, with TCM treatments, with Reiki, naturopaths, herbalists, homeopaths, massage therapy, bowen technique, EFT, hypnotherapy..you name it in natural therapy, and I will consider it. I have had all of the above treatments, I have used all of these therapies! There are that many treatments available and that many individual ways to be treated..that you can at least try a practitioner for help when you need something more than yourself!!
To choose a GP, and then to be offered a medicine, maybe a pill or two. To say a few things about yourself. And then have no conclusive results or progress and it is then possibly deemed a doomed chronic condition? I don't ever accept that!! It leaves people with a helplessness and a feeling of wasting their time in a waiting room to be seen for ten minutes. Sometimes waiting times are too long for client comfort. For inconclusive results and assessment and communication. You are never just seen for ten minutes paying close to $100 for specialists to say, you should go on the pill because of your ovarian cysts..If I had done that my hormonal state would be an additional thing that I am fixing now after allopathic medicine has ruined my body with it's experimentation!!
I have never had to wait more than ten minutes for an appointment that was pre arranged with a natural health practitioner. And they are always giving you quality time, and a quality life! Freedom of choice, freedom of body. If you are in pain, I suggest you try a natural health practitioner. It may cost you more but it is worth it!!
Buddha, God, and Lugh bless
Samantha Aungle
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I like to train
This next thing I want to say is a resistance of mine to the factors of namby pamby healing and health as I have an ideal of being unique and living in the 21st century.
And it may not seem like it is healing, but I have opinion of the energetic factor of grounding and I certainly healed after.
I was on the train with my mountain bike, after a drumming lesson, my helmet still on my head, and my backpack full of things, including a smashed glass candle holder I had accidentally dropped on the way back to the station before I got on the train.
A man had been standing on the platform, holding a 750mL glass bottle of beer, and a rollie cigarette. He had begun to smoke it on the station, then the train arrived. He also had a bike, just a small bmx. I directed him to put it elsewhere as there was not enough room in the carriage for both bikes. He put the bike in the other end of the train, and then walked back through the carriage like a wet dog returning a stick, and dropped himself into my space again.
I put the bike there. He told me. Still standing there smoking away, holding onto his beer. In Australia it is no longer permissable to smoke in train carriages, so many people move to the in between the carriages area to smoke. He did not automatically do this, when most people do. I said can you move to the in between area or put that out please. He refused to, and we began to argue about it. I did not know this guy from anywhere. He didn't know me.
He then asked me where I was going. I said home. And felt absolutely no compulsion to reveal anything to this man about myself, in fact I felt very suspicious of him and very self protective. For a good reason. Instinct.
The argument escalated into insults from him, with words like cunt being thrown at me. And also with him mentioning contact relating to being hit or touched. Wound up. He flicked the end of the cigarette into my eye. It was burning my eye. He was quite close. I pushed him away. He then came back towards me and I lashed out with my hand like an animal paw, not like a punch. As soon as I did that I put up my guard in a kickboxing stance and he began to kick at my sides near my hips. And I kicked back because he was kicking me fast and hard. I didn't lose my balance and I am proud of that.
He kept on and so did I in defense. Then the train approached the next station, and I got out of the carriage. he then got out too and went into the next carriage area, I went in to look at what he was doing, and he came back out faced me. Then a train staff guy yelled at us, and it took me off guard and I looked around. I remind myself not to do that to this day, not to look around and think whenever that happens, whenever someone says something or people look for a sound I think they're looking for the sound, don't do that. Because he knocked me backwards and my head went out the door towards the gap between the train and platform. I had also fallen back onto my knees and right back down on the floor, like a yoga postion or a guitarist on stage getting into the sound and going right back. Only it wasn't fun or cool or relaxing. I thought to myself, get up now! And hit him in the balls! Hit him in the balls, get up! I summoned myself to get up on my knees and hit him with a left jab as hard as I could at his groin area. He doubled slightly and then I instinctually moved my arms into a X to guard my head, as he tried to kick me in the head, and kept kicking. The train staff guy was then pulling me out of the carriage. The attacker got his bmx and ran down the platform. And rode away. The wuss.
I was fully grounded and talked to the station guy a bit more, got on the train and went towards home. When I got to my home station, there were about 6 station guards there, who looked worthy of an army battle. I noticed my face as I walked past a reflective bit of glass and how I had a cavewoman brow, and a worried expression. I took my bike up the stairs and over and down to where the security guards were. I told them I'd just been assaulted.
I waited at the station and they called through to police, and I decided to make a report. The report was given to the police, and it was being followed up. It was seeming to be a definite assault case. But then they took his statement, and this was over a length of time, not just straight away. They decided there would not be a case, as judging from his statement it was an equal fight not an assault. Because I fought back against the aggression and initial attack of a burning cigarette in my eye. The obvious words that gave him away before any contact was made. contact, a word used in police cases of assault and blaming the attacker with initial contact. Which was his. The action was his. The initial intent to hurt was his. I had a month of physio treatments and other healing, reiki from another practitioner, as he had kicked repeatedly at my hips, with bruises lasting there for such a long time. Also on my arms for the guarding of the high kick to my head attack.
The X I made in defense over my third eye is also a protection of my gebo, my gift. The rune of gebo means gift. The protection was of my foresight and original being, the third eye that was under attack from others on a spiritual level. The fight was to ground me and to assert my body, I still also think that I was fighting with this man to protect myself from others who attacked me in other ways. but that is not now and I must always guard, never look around for the sound. Must regain my instinct to save my self.
My lesson is to defend and defend. No matter how much pain they cause me in saying that I am wrong as I am not. Or saying I am overly suspicious of others or too defensive. Fuck that! I am a being who lives my life not some perfect church choral singer! Not some pristine little thing who cannot walk at night and fight hellishly. Yes I know it was not the worst fight ever, and the glass bottle did not smash, and I was not cut with it, or hit over the head with it. I was able to battle on my level of training and it happened for a reason. I was not shaken by it that easily, even though I felt fear of the unpredictability whilst in battle. The immediacy must be given absolute focus. Put my fears aside or acknowledge them and then focus more on the battle at hand.
I was trained and graded in kickboxing in 2000. I trained also in kung fu, dragon pole, and was up to special training classes, but not up to secret classes. It gave me about 6 months of training experience and getting used to being hit with training gear of course, no actual fighting, I wasn't graded to that level even though I would have loved to be at that level of flexibility and fitness. Martial prowess was not my goal. To be good at what I was doing, that was enough. To know enough. But I am still not satisfied. I have to know again. I will learn more because I like to train.
And it may not seem like it is healing, but I have opinion of the energetic factor of grounding and I certainly healed after.
I was on the train with my mountain bike, after a drumming lesson, my helmet still on my head, and my backpack full of things, including a smashed glass candle holder I had accidentally dropped on the way back to the station before I got on the train.
A man had been standing on the platform, holding a 750mL glass bottle of beer, and a rollie cigarette. He had begun to smoke it on the station, then the train arrived. He also had a bike, just a small bmx. I directed him to put it elsewhere as there was not enough room in the carriage for both bikes. He put the bike in the other end of the train, and then walked back through the carriage like a wet dog returning a stick, and dropped himself into my space again.
I put the bike there. He told me. Still standing there smoking away, holding onto his beer. In Australia it is no longer permissable to smoke in train carriages, so many people move to the in between the carriages area to smoke. He did not automatically do this, when most people do. I said can you move to the in between area or put that out please. He refused to, and we began to argue about it. I did not know this guy from anywhere. He didn't know me.
He then asked me where I was going. I said home. And felt absolutely no compulsion to reveal anything to this man about myself, in fact I felt very suspicious of him and very self protective. For a good reason. Instinct.
The argument escalated into insults from him, with words like cunt being thrown at me. And also with him mentioning contact relating to being hit or touched. Wound up. He flicked the end of the cigarette into my eye. It was burning my eye. He was quite close. I pushed him away. He then came back towards me and I lashed out with my hand like an animal paw, not like a punch. As soon as I did that I put up my guard in a kickboxing stance and he began to kick at my sides near my hips. And I kicked back because he was kicking me fast and hard. I didn't lose my balance and I am proud of that.
He kept on and so did I in defense. Then the train approached the next station, and I got out of the carriage. he then got out too and went into the next carriage area, I went in to look at what he was doing, and he came back out faced me. Then a train staff guy yelled at us, and it took me off guard and I looked around. I remind myself not to do that to this day, not to look around and think whenever that happens, whenever someone says something or people look for a sound I think they're looking for the sound, don't do that. Because he knocked me backwards and my head went out the door towards the gap between the train and platform. I had also fallen back onto my knees and right back down on the floor, like a yoga postion or a guitarist on stage getting into the sound and going right back. Only it wasn't fun or cool or relaxing. I thought to myself, get up now! And hit him in the balls! Hit him in the balls, get up! I summoned myself to get up on my knees and hit him with a left jab as hard as I could at his groin area. He doubled slightly and then I instinctually moved my arms into a X to guard my head, as he tried to kick me in the head, and kept kicking. The train staff guy was then pulling me out of the carriage. The attacker got his bmx and ran down the platform. And rode away. The wuss.
I was fully grounded and talked to the station guy a bit more, got on the train and went towards home. When I got to my home station, there were about 6 station guards there, who looked worthy of an army battle. I noticed my face as I walked past a reflective bit of glass and how I had a cavewoman brow, and a worried expression. I took my bike up the stairs and over and down to where the security guards were. I told them I'd just been assaulted.
I waited at the station and they called through to police, and I decided to make a report. The report was given to the police, and it was being followed up. It was seeming to be a definite assault case. But then they took his statement, and this was over a length of time, not just straight away. They decided there would not be a case, as judging from his statement it was an equal fight not an assault. Because I fought back against the aggression and initial attack of a burning cigarette in my eye. The obvious words that gave him away before any contact was made. contact, a word used in police cases of assault and blaming the attacker with initial contact. Which was his. The action was his. The initial intent to hurt was his. I had a month of physio treatments and other healing, reiki from another practitioner, as he had kicked repeatedly at my hips, with bruises lasting there for such a long time. Also on my arms for the guarding of the high kick to my head attack.
The X I made in defense over my third eye is also a protection of my gebo, my gift. The rune of gebo means gift. The protection was of my foresight and original being, the third eye that was under attack from others on a spiritual level. The fight was to ground me and to assert my body, I still also think that I was fighting with this man to protect myself from others who attacked me in other ways. but that is not now and I must always guard, never look around for the sound. Must regain my instinct to save my self.
My lesson is to defend and defend. No matter how much pain they cause me in saying that I am wrong as I am not. Or saying I am overly suspicious of others or too defensive. Fuck that! I am a being who lives my life not some perfect church choral singer! Not some pristine little thing who cannot walk at night and fight hellishly. Yes I know it was not the worst fight ever, and the glass bottle did not smash, and I was not cut with it, or hit over the head with it. I was able to battle on my level of training and it happened for a reason. I was not shaken by it that easily, even though I felt fear of the unpredictability whilst in battle. The immediacy must be given absolute focus. Put my fears aside or acknowledge them and then focus more on the battle at hand.
I was trained and graded in kickboxing in 2000. I trained also in kung fu, dragon pole, and was up to special training classes, but not up to secret classes. It gave me about 6 months of training experience and getting used to being hit with training gear of course, no actual fighting, I wasn't graded to that level even though I would have loved to be at that level of flexibility and fitness. Martial prowess was not my goal. To be good at what I was doing, that was enough. To know enough. But I am still not satisfied. I have to know again. I will learn more because I like to train.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Healing Buddha chanting
I had a very wonderful experience with the healing buddha meditation.
My back was still sore after I had reached for the highest chin up bar, jumped and failed, falling on my back. Causing a back spasm that was still bothering me for some time after.
I lived in the Blue Mountains after living in Sydney and doing regular kung fu and kickboxing for over 6 months. Keeping fit and strong.
I stopped all of that and had to recover from the back spasm, deciding to move to the mountains for some healing time and fresh air. I had lived there before, when I was working with Green Corps in 1998.
So I lived there alone in a small flat and began to try Tibetan Buddhist meditation. I visited the Tibetan Buddhist centre in the mountains, and bought some sandlewood chanting beads, they smelt nice for quite a while after. And I found a free booklet about the Medicine Buddha, how to invoke him and how to chant for healing.
So I sat crosslegged in my room, and held the beads, and turned them as I chanted the Medicine Buddha healing chant, invoking the Medicine Buddha into my self to heal my back pain. I don't know how long I chanted for, it was not many hours at all, maybe 2 hours, it can't be put into hours as it is not a physical world thing like a bus that needs to be on time, at a particular time or timed. It just happened for me within a fairly short space of life, of a day.
I felt the pain change into an energy form, and then it began to move out of my body. It just left me and I was so astounded and happy! I am not quite sure how it happened, but just with the intent of the healing buddha mantra to heal my back pain, and the focus of that meditation with the beads turning, their own special power like magical tools, yes they are magical tools. And my own ability as a healer. All combined into an amazing thing to report to people after ten years of not telling many, now I feel I can tell all and any people as I have belief in my practice, and belief in Buddha and belief in myself. I believe it no matter how many will not.
Healing Buddha Chants
Blessed with the Buddha's light, God's sacred rose light, and Radiant Brow's shining wisdom..
Samantha
My back was still sore after I had reached for the highest chin up bar, jumped and failed, falling on my back. Causing a back spasm that was still bothering me for some time after.
I lived in the Blue Mountains after living in Sydney and doing regular kung fu and kickboxing for over 6 months. Keeping fit and strong.
I stopped all of that and had to recover from the back spasm, deciding to move to the mountains for some healing time and fresh air. I had lived there before, when I was working with Green Corps in 1998.
So I lived there alone in a small flat and began to try Tibetan Buddhist meditation. I visited the Tibetan Buddhist centre in the mountains, and bought some sandlewood chanting beads, they smelt nice for quite a while after. And I found a free booklet about the Medicine Buddha, how to invoke him and how to chant for healing.
So I sat crosslegged in my room, and held the beads, and turned them as I chanted the Medicine Buddha healing chant, invoking the Medicine Buddha into my self to heal my back pain. I don't know how long I chanted for, it was not many hours at all, maybe 2 hours, it can't be put into hours as it is not a physical world thing like a bus that needs to be on time, at a particular time or timed. It just happened for me within a fairly short space of life, of a day.
I felt the pain change into an energy form, and then it began to move out of my body. It just left me and I was so astounded and happy! I am not quite sure how it happened, but just with the intent of the healing buddha mantra to heal my back pain, and the focus of that meditation with the beads turning, their own special power like magical tools, yes they are magical tools. And my own ability as a healer. All combined into an amazing thing to report to people after ten years of not telling many, now I feel I can tell all and any people as I have belief in my practice, and belief in Buddha and belief in myself. I believe it no matter how many will not.
Healing Buddha Chants
Blessed with the Buddha's light, God's sacred rose light, and Radiant Brow's shining wisdom..
Samantha
Alternatives to allopathic treatment with real life examples
There are plenty of alternatives for treating the range of imbalances that fall under the umbrella term of mental illness. I was reading a book in 2008 that contained very interesting cases, recovering completely, once full tests had been given on aspects of their health that are mostly overlooked in Australian mental health treatment.
And their treatment was natural too! With no side effects, no drowsyness, no weight gain, and the freedom to live in the world instead of being locked up away from the world and from their freedom of choice.
I borrowed it from a faraway interstate library and can't find it again online as it had an unusual title, but it was a large A4 sized book that was really good to read, as it had successful cases. There was a woman who had developed catatonia, she was given various tests and was diagnosed as having certain deficiencies, toxicities, etc. I can't recall exactly what as I read it once 2 years ago. But I do remember that she fully recovered and has never had a relapse, because her catatonia was sourced at the root of the problem.
If more people could be treated this way, then the people could be healed and treated, with no cure for all as such, but individual recognition, treatment and testing which is thorough and guarantees a natural health treatment that will go to the source of the problem. Instead of forced treatment. Neglecting abilities as healers to look into the problem much more effectively, instead of the one size fits all diagnosis and treatment. I do not have a hope in the world for the research that is done to find the cure for Schizophrenia. For one it is a diagnosis that is often a term used for efficiency. A label for convenience. People are told, you don't really have schizophrenia, but that is what we will say it is. Maybe it makes it easier for them to dispense medication to have a label that does not fit the health issue!
There is also a highly over reactive way that staff and others such as police are involved. It is as if a person is a criminal and that they must be forced into a place which forces everything about it's way and does not resolve the illness! A tablet isn't going to change a persons mind who is suicidal! People are not talked to enough the humanity of health is not evident in current Australian mental health treatment. A person does not want to be injected because they are feeling emotional! How can an intensely emotional person who is not harming themselves or others be injected with a needle when that is not evident of symptoms of any kind of mental illness?! It is simply evident of the way that emotions are not recognised and are feared. It seems inept that people are treated with needles for emotional outbursts, when people are really just trying to express themselves to healers. These healers may be having that effect on the people without realising it, the healing becoming an outpouring, is that not the sign that the person is feeling so it is good, thus it is to be encouraged?! Instead of jabbed and forgotten. It stops the feeling, it does not encourage healing. It does not make our lives credible with emotional states being repressed even further than they already are to hide it from the people who will jab you for emotion, who will not simply acknowledge that it is not a dangerous storm, it will not become a cyclone and damage everything if it can reach a point of soothing, of tears of emotional release, of humanity. This also gets the person beyond the point that they are stuck at. They are also being more grounded if they feel, and breathe, if they develop a breathing problem because of this stopping of feeling then it is creating more problems for the person who is vulnerable and simply trying to heal themselves.
Why so intense about that particular issue? Because it happened to me. I was in a psych ward. In fact I have been forced into a few because of lack of sleep and the way that I have talked in the past because of this lack of sleep. That has been the key issue. Insomnia. I played the Faithless song Insomnia when I was in the psych ward, once I had managed to get a few hours day release, I went to the shops wandering about in a hazy medicated culture shock. Vulnerable to the world and out of practice with it. Because of being locked up inside for a few weeks. Insomnia had been an issue since childhood. Which I admit to myself has been of abuse and neglect. That I have told many other healing professionals and friends over the years, countless times. How is this life to be original and different every day if I am asked the same questions over and over again, as if I am a criminal! I am not a criminal! I did not give my permission to be locked up, to be medicated. I was getting angry about it and tried to deal with it in a way that I was taught years before in a psychotherapy session for abuse, for feeling release. For body release. I got a pingpong bat with foam and hit the chairs in the empty room, going around the room and in a controlled way, hit the chairs, shouting "demon" each time I hit them. I had no intent to hit anyone else, and just wanted to release myself. No one else was in the room and I felt it was the right thing to do under the circumstances. I have used this way in the past with a Dragon Pole I used to train with when I studied kung fu in 2000. I hit a bed with the pole to get out my aggression and anger without hurting anyone else. Only trouble was I hit a glass light fixture above the bed, smashing a bit of it. But I stopped when that happened, and I was not out of control in doing this. The point of it is to control the body and channel it into an energy to be released. Like the reverse of eating, you take the energy away with the focus of releasing it.
I was doing this in the common room of the psych ward and then they stopped me. Then they threatened me with an injection, as if I was a rabid dog! I managed to talk them around, but it had given me a bad mark for emotional outbursts. Next time I expressed emotion vocally, I was given a forced injection in the butt cheek. Pretty unrelaxing and forceful isn't it?! Pretty rediculously over the top to force a drug into a person without their permission isn't it?
In the same psych ward, I heard a woman almost constantly wailing. I decided to go and see her to see if I could calm her down as no one else was doing anything about it! Psychiatric medication is just to stop something temporarily, and that is what was happening with the wailing woman. She was given regular doses of medication but it wasn't her time yet to have another dosage so they just ignored her! I went into her room where she lay in bed, wailing at a high pitched scream. I asked her if she would like Reiki. She nodded, and I lay my hands on her feet. She wailed less and less and soon became calm. Then the staff came into the room and told me to stop doing that! She was so obviously calmed and soothed by the Reiki that she didn't want to wail anymore. The medication and treatment methods have had very little effect, compared to those brief moments of peace given by the reiki. I saw it with my own eyes, heard it with own ears, how she had stopped wailing! it is like mothers who ignore screaming babies when all they need is to be loved and touched! How can this not be understood when it was clearly demonstrated by myself!! How they have lost their sense of healing touch! Of humanity! My God! I am following somewhat in the footsteps of Patch Adams! Who I indeed aspire to, Robin Williams may indeed be inspired to do a drag role for my story!! Ha!
Reiki is an energetic treatment which, as demonstrated above can be wonderfully calming and soothing. It feels so peaceful, even when you are not that upset, and has immense power to heal. I am a Reiki Master, properly attuned in 2006 as a Reiki Master, and was attuned to Reiki I in 2002. The healing energy of even Reiki I can help in a psychiatric ward, where people lack the warmth of people. Of love. Love is the way to heal, above anything else. I have freedom now, and do not take any allopathic psychiatric medication, in fact the last allopathic medication I had was when I was in hospital with a broken arm in late October 2009. In there I was thinking how nice it would be to be in a place like a Chinese hospital, where they use acupuncture and herbal treatments too. I have read of acupuncture being used in surgery to completely anaesthetise the person. Heart surgery. Whilst the person is conscious yet entirely numbed by acupuncture. Now this is reported of the patients, they are completely calm and manage the surgery well. They are not frightened. Imagine that! Wow! Ancient wisdom of healing practices must not be diluted or repressed. It is strongly effective and has little to no side effects. People who cannot take the allopathic anaesthetics could be given acupuncture instead. It is practiced today why can it not be practiced elsewhere. I would do that for my broken arm surgery if that was an option instead!!
Second part is about Acupuncture Anaesthesia
Here's to freedom!
May the Medicine Buddha, God, and the archangel Micheal bless and protect you all!
And their treatment was natural too! With no side effects, no drowsyness, no weight gain, and the freedom to live in the world instead of being locked up away from the world and from their freedom of choice.
I borrowed it from a faraway interstate library and can't find it again online as it had an unusual title, but it was a large A4 sized book that was really good to read, as it had successful cases. There was a woman who had developed catatonia, she was given various tests and was diagnosed as having certain deficiencies, toxicities, etc. I can't recall exactly what as I read it once 2 years ago. But I do remember that she fully recovered and has never had a relapse, because her catatonia was sourced at the root of the problem.
If more people could be treated this way, then the people could be healed and treated, with no cure for all as such, but individual recognition, treatment and testing which is thorough and guarantees a natural health treatment that will go to the source of the problem. Instead of forced treatment. Neglecting abilities as healers to look into the problem much more effectively, instead of the one size fits all diagnosis and treatment. I do not have a hope in the world for the research that is done to find the cure for Schizophrenia. For one it is a diagnosis that is often a term used for efficiency. A label for convenience. People are told, you don't really have schizophrenia, but that is what we will say it is. Maybe it makes it easier for them to dispense medication to have a label that does not fit the health issue!
There is also a highly over reactive way that staff and others such as police are involved. It is as if a person is a criminal and that they must be forced into a place which forces everything about it's way and does not resolve the illness! A tablet isn't going to change a persons mind who is suicidal! People are not talked to enough the humanity of health is not evident in current Australian mental health treatment. A person does not want to be injected because they are feeling emotional! How can an intensely emotional person who is not harming themselves or others be injected with a needle when that is not evident of symptoms of any kind of mental illness?! It is simply evident of the way that emotions are not recognised and are feared. It seems inept that people are treated with needles for emotional outbursts, when people are really just trying to express themselves to healers. These healers may be having that effect on the people without realising it, the healing becoming an outpouring, is that not the sign that the person is feeling so it is good, thus it is to be encouraged?! Instead of jabbed and forgotten. It stops the feeling, it does not encourage healing. It does not make our lives credible with emotional states being repressed even further than they already are to hide it from the people who will jab you for emotion, who will not simply acknowledge that it is not a dangerous storm, it will not become a cyclone and damage everything if it can reach a point of soothing, of tears of emotional release, of humanity. This also gets the person beyond the point that they are stuck at. They are also being more grounded if they feel, and breathe, if they develop a breathing problem because of this stopping of feeling then it is creating more problems for the person who is vulnerable and simply trying to heal themselves.
Why so intense about that particular issue? Because it happened to me. I was in a psych ward. In fact I have been forced into a few because of lack of sleep and the way that I have talked in the past because of this lack of sleep. That has been the key issue. Insomnia. I played the Faithless song Insomnia when I was in the psych ward, once I had managed to get a few hours day release, I went to the shops wandering about in a hazy medicated culture shock. Vulnerable to the world and out of practice with it. Because of being locked up inside for a few weeks. Insomnia had been an issue since childhood. Which I admit to myself has been of abuse and neglect. That I have told many other healing professionals and friends over the years, countless times. How is this life to be original and different every day if I am asked the same questions over and over again, as if I am a criminal! I am not a criminal! I did not give my permission to be locked up, to be medicated. I was getting angry about it and tried to deal with it in a way that I was taught years before in a psychotherapy session for abuse, for feeling release. For body release. I got a pingpong bat with foam and hit the chairs in the empty room, going around the room and in a controlled way, hit the chairs, shouting "demon" each time I hit them. I had no intent to hit anyone else, and just wanted to release myself. No one else was in the room and I felt it was the right thing to do under the circumstances. I have used this way in the past with a Dragon Pole I used to train with when I studied kung fu in 2000. I hit a bed with the pole to get out my aggression and anger without hurting anyone else. Only trouble was I hit a glass light fixture above the bed, smashing a bit of it. But I stopped when that happened, and I was not out of control in doing this. The point of it is to control the body and channel it into an energy to be released. Like the reverse of eating, you take the energy away with the focus of releasing it.
I was doing this in the common room of the psych ward and then they stopped me. Then they threatened me with an injection, as if I was a rabid dog! I managed to talk them around, but it had given me a bad mark for emotional outbursts. Next time I expressed emotion vocally, I was given a forced injection in the butt cheek. Pretty unrelaxing and forceful isn't it?! Pretty rediculously over the top to force a drug into a person without their permission isn't it?
In the same psych ward, I heard a woman almost constantly wailing. I decided to go and see her to see if I could calm her down as no one else was doing anything about it! Psychiatric medication is just to stop something temporarily, and that is what was happening with the wailing woman. She was given regular doses of medication but it wasn't her time yet to have another dosage so they just ignored her! I went into her room where she lay in bed, wailing at a high pitched scream. I asked her if she would like Reiki. She nodded, and I lay my hands on her feet. She wailed less and less and soon became calm. Then the staff came into the room and told me to stop doing that! She was so obviously calmed and soothed by the Reiki that she didn't want to wail anymore. The medication and treatment methods have had very little effect, compared to those brief moments of peace given by the reiki. I saw it with my own eyes, heard it with own ears, how she had stopped wailing! it is like mothers who ignore screaming babies when all they need is to be loved and touched! How can this not be understood when it was clearly demonstrated by myself!! How they have lost their sense of healing touch! Of humanity! My God! I am following somewhat in the footsteps of Patch Adams! Who I indeed aspire to, Robin Williams may indeed be inspired to do a drag role for my story!! Ha!
Reiki is an energetic treatment which, as demonstrated above can be wonderfully calming and soothing. It feels so peaceful, even when you are not that upset, and has immense power to heal. I am a Reiki Master, properly attuned in 2006 as a Reiki Master, and was attuned to Reiki I in 2002. The healing energy of even Reiki I can help in a psychiatric ward, where people lack the warmth of people. Of love. Love is the way to heal, above anything else. I have freedom now, and do not take any allopathic psychiatric medication, in fact the last allopathic medication I had was when I was in hospital with a broken arm in late October 2009. In there I was thinking how nice it would be to be in a place like a Chinese hospital, where they use acupuncture and herbal treatments too. I have read of acupuncture being used in surgery to completely anaesthetise the person. Heart surgery. Whilst the person is conscious yet entirely numbed by acupuncture. Now this is reported of the patients, they are completely calm and manage the surgery well. They are not frightened. Imagine that! Wow! Ancient wisdom of healing practices must not be diluted or repressed. It is strongly effective and has little to no side effects. People who cannot take the allopathic anaesthetics could be given acupuncture instead. It is practiced today why can it not be practiced elsewhere. I would do that for my broken arm surgery if that was an option instead!!
Second part is about Acupuncture Anaesthesia
Here's to freedom!
May the Medicine Buddha, God, and the archangel Micheal bless and protect you all!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
A personal story..
I stole food from the Woolworths in the city because I rationed my Social Security Newstart payment out to be, after rent and some basics, $8 a day..
I needed it for fun. Sometimes for transport. If I didn't want the adrenalin of jumping the ticket gates. Then I could play a few rounds on the computer games in George Street. Then I could buy batteries for my walkman and listen to music more. It made me able to walk around some days, otherwise the security blanket of the Walkman would not have been there to hold me in the feeling, in the mood, in the energy of the music. I used to dance to the music down the main streets of Sydney. Hugging and kissing trees as I went by, thinking of every tree and apologising to them. I am sorry tree, I hugged you too hard! I am sorry tree, for all the pollution around you. Sometimes almost bitten by spiders on the trunk.
I never reckoned on the sudden change in my life that a train ride up to the Blue Mountains would make. It was nearly the middle of winter in 1998. I suddenly felt like going up to the Blue Mountains 2 hours away from my home in the inner city of Sydney. Away from the polluted streets, noises of cars and massive building sites clanking, up to the romantic Blue Mountains. I didn't quite know why, I just went with the urge to go there. I picked up a paper, and opened it to the classifieds section. There was a job advertised for Green Corps Trainee positions. I was within the age group and applied. A short time later, I wandered lost, at the top of a dirt driveway in a warm coat. I walked down the side of the driveway for a little way on a dirt path. Turning back I realised I had to walk down the driveway itself to get to the interview. I found my way down the driveway, and sought out the boss. I found him and seated myself nervously inside a passive solar building at a wooden dining table.
I left there soon after with no idea if my trouble was worth it. Then I was told a few days later that I had the job! I was elated! I was to move up there and start work. But I had no money for a backpackers to stay temporarily, and how would I make it there on time? The house I was living at was luckily a youth housing place, which meant I could ask them for help, a special favour. They said they could help me out with a week in a backpackers, so I travelled up with my favourite things, leaving other things behind easily. I kept my favourite Doc Marten rainbow velvet boots I had paid off in small amounts, and remember them being with me, at least for a short while. They didn't survive the muddy bushwalking or the adventures I had in nature. I was able to hang from trees, climb them, and hug as many as I liked.
I found a place to stay at temporarily with another team member in Mt Victoria. It snowed one morning at 6am, it was so bright, and my steel caps sank into the snow as I walked slower than usual, carefully, out to the train station to go further down the mountain to work. I found a better place that meant I lived alone and walked up to the van collection point for work instead. I brought my cat home from my parents who looked after him in the meanwhile, and he loved his new place. Playing in the ever growing long grasses out the back, and meeting the neighbourhood cats. We used to play chaseys around the little cabin, and were content there.
The work with Green Corps began on the last day of June 1998. I met my other team members, there were ten of us to begin together on our project in the Blue Mountains. We were not glorified weed pullers. Instead we were at a site that had an aim to improve homelessness and increase public awareness of self sustainability, of eco friendly and solar passive housing, of permaculture, including composting. All of us were all fitted out with green or murky yellow overalls, steel cap boots, Green Corps t-shirts, and working shirts, wide brimmed hats. All of us were given a Senior First Aid Certificate after an initial week of paid training in Senior First Aid.
It was useful for me to learn because a week later on, I was on the train and it stopped at Linden for ages. A woman rushed past us to towards the drivers carriage and I kept telling myself to look and find out. I had to look and burst out of the train onto the platform. A tiny 2 year old boy was sick with a fever and he had infant convulsions. I had only just learnt about this, and was able to be very clear on the way to treat him and how to direct others to help as everyone just sort of stood around in shock. I asked a person to get a bit of cloth wet, and then after it was wrung out I cooled his little body on the back of the neck. In case he vomited, I yelled at them to turn him on his side as soon as I saw him and recognised what it was. If he had vomited and choked he may have died from being unable to breathe. His mother panicked, crying by my side, and said “I didn't know what to do!” I stood up and hugged her and said “that's ok, don't worry.. he'll be ok.” We waited with him until the paramedics arrived and gave him a shot. They took him away to hospital for treatment.
The rest of the training involved tool identification, so we knew what to use when it was asked for at the start of the day. To get a round mouthed shovel from the tool shed. What was it used for? Digging deeper holes. What was the difference between that and a square mouthed shovel? A square mouthed shovel was useless in digging more than a bit a of gravel or sand, to move bits of bark and gravel, to move topsoil. That sort of thing. I enjoyed the aspect of using the whipper snipper! The growl of the engine as it started up and then whizzing through the plants close to the ground. Someone commented, look at her face! I must have had rev happiness on it, even though I can count the number of times I have driven a car. I am no petrol head who goes around madly.
Sudden cliff edges and big safety signs were at several of the areas. It used be a mined area and the miners had dug away at the hill creating erosion and real danger zones. The beehive area was also a danger zone with a WARNING sign before it too.
Slop. Some days were filled with utter slop. We'd start off before 8am, huddled in the team area building with the kettle and toaster, some had two minute noodles, some had strong coffee. The wind factor measurement that a team member made every day was pretty strong, and the tree tops were bending like aerobics maniacs. Sleet was in the air, and we were trying to have snow fights. Ended up pelted with a painful chunk of hard ice instead! Then the sleet softened as we tolled on digging fence post holes, and then it rained. The endlessness of digging mud away from itself where it ends up again leaves me with sympathy for road workers. I know what it feels like to endlessly labour for nearly nothing to change. This is part of the reason that the team fell apart and people left.
What's the point?!! Maybe some were only staying because once they completed the 6 months training they were to be rewarded with $500.There were the inside perks, sometimes when the weather was too bad to work, of watching plant identification videos, as part of training. We also took part in helping Blue Mountains Wild Plant Rescue, and helped their business of removing native plants from sites to be cleared and felled of trees for building on. Sometimes Wild Orchids were found. The plants were then taken to their nursery to be sold in pots. I could recognise differences in the plants from learning plant identification. Different leaf shapes, different ways the leaves grow on the stems, why they are like that. All quite nice really. I went around to the team members places sometimes, and one of them lived near me. I smoked some dope at their place after work one night, and then my life took a downturn.
For the first time ever I struggled to get to work. I became very moody and began to anger at the team members, and then I cried, and kept crying, and ran down near the beehives and bawled my eyes out. I couldn't handle it anymore for some reason, even though I had smoked plenty of dope before for a few years, since I was 16, and I had also worked too without a drama.
One of the staff took me to a medical team for counselling, we sat outside in the ute but I refused, said I was fine. I soon gave up work. But it wasn't unhappy as such. I was free to be in my little cabin, with my cat, and to see some friends. There was the emotional issue of a man who I had fallen for, and how he had abandoned me. I thought he was going to visit me and never saw him until the next year. I had met him a few days after I started work in Katoomba. I saw him soon after on the train station and was drawn into an attraction and then love that became a self-destructive obsession for several years after.
Why is it so scary to cook?
Dark sweet chocolatey stuff in a glass jar used to be my addictive habit and my main food source when I was living in the 1996-7 era, when I was about 19. It became addictive as I associated it with reading books. I would lie in bed and read, scooping chocolate spread out of the jar with my fingers. Sometimes I added it to bread or toast. I don't recall eating much else. I would walk to the shops to buy more, disappointed if I couldn't buy the collectible glass jar that became a drinking glass. I had quite a collection of drinking glasses. And I thought that I had too many of them after thinking about how many I could see.
I remember my shock at seeing my housemate prepare natural baked vegetables in the oven. After seeing that, I kicked myself into a bit more cooking action but was scared even to make pasta. It was all too complicated, even after having grown up eating vegetables every night, and also after living with other people who encouraged me to cook. I had no idea though how to actually put the stuff together, how to cook it properly, or even at all. How to use a microwave, as I had never had one as a child and only knew how to heat a pie from doing that myself at the servo near where I grew up. I had no idea how to actually cook anything. Habit was acceptable as a rut. Eating and reading were acceptable. I would however easily pay a lot more money to buy fast food, to eat a hamburger was easy. It was advertised once or twice as something that held my intrigue, so I had to find out why. Then I got stuck on that because it was good once. The really intimidating cooks I shared a home with were the ones who could make things that you could buy at an Indian restaurant. Vegetable samosas. I was amazed at the huge bowl that held the prepared vegetable and spices mixture, and picked at it, tasting it a little from its shelf on the fridge, as if I was still at home picking at mum's potato salad. And just waiting to be discovered and told off like a naughty child.
I was unprepared for independent cooking. I tried cooking garlic at full heat and burnt it horribly as I stared at the discusting old food stains on the wall behind the stovetop. I wanted to try making a stirfry. I still am no master at the art, but at least know a bit more to manage making unburnt, edible home cooked food.
Steaming is easy. So were the packets of fishballs from the Asian grocery when I was 21. I put those and prepared dumplings and mini tringular curry puffs in the microwave, guessing at the times and temperature. I had no absolute method and was breaking out of ruts and doing the same thing to a method. Although I was including it in my life in other ways, which may have encouraged me to try to expand upon tired routine, although it is no excuse for poorly cooking food. Sometimes just to eat them warm enough was good enough, but not really, just to stuff my mouth. I cooked a crab that my brother had caught when out fishing around that time when I was living at home for a little while. It was surprisingly easy. Boiling water, and plopping it in until it had turned bright orange. Not much meat to eat from it, but a good enough native food. Like prawns so much tedious peeling to get to a little flesh.
Never into peeling vegetables.. To buy organic and just tò wash them is good enough, plus you get more nutritional benefit from the skins of carrots and potatoes than when they are stripped of their skin. How hard is it to set an oven temperature of 180 celcius, cut up some vegies and put them in the oven for a while, about 25mins - a little more depending on the vegetables? They taste that yummy and are cheap and healthy.
Here's the recipe and what to do to make oven roasted vegies. Come on, it's easy. Just try reading through and see if you think you want to try it!
Oven Roasted Vegies
Preheat the oven to 180 celcius. By that, I mean turn the dial on the oven to 180 celcius, and leave the oven to warm up for about ten minutes. Then once you have the vegies ready you can put them straight in to cook.
What kind of vegies are good roasted in the oven?
Carrot, washed and skin left on, cut into chunks about 5 cm long.
Potato, washed and skin left on, cut into quarters - depending on the size of the potato, as you can get baby size ones, which only need to be halved.
Pumpkin, leave the skin on, washing it well before you cut it with a big sharp knife. cut it into chunks, no bigger than 5 cm in all dimensions.
Zucchini, washed, and cut into 5 cm chunks.
Just some examples of common vegetables to roast in the oven.
Choose your vegies, wash them, leave the skin on, and cut them into chunks. Place them evenly in an oven tray, with some depth so the juices and oil are not spilt over the side.
Add some salt, or vegie salt, or Herbamare, and maybe a few garlic cloves, rosemary - the fresh herb is best, and you just wash it and then put the whole herb branches around the vegies in the tray.
Add some chopped onion, make it big chunks, as it will brown and even blacken around the edges in the oven.
Drizzle a bit of olive oil over the vegies and onions and herbs, not a lot, a Tablespoon if you want to know about how much in measurement to make it easier.
Add halves of tomatoes too.
Cook in the oven for about 45 mins, check the vegies after 30 mins, removing zucchini if well cooked. Potato will take the longest to cook.
Serve as a side or by itself, however you like it!
Roasted vegie soup
From the roasted vegies, you can also make a soup. Now do not panic! It is as easy as getting a blender or food processor, and putting the cooked vegies in. You blend them up for a minute or less until they become smooth. Or do it with even less time in the mixer to make it chunky. You can add plain natural yoghurt, soy cream cheese, or sour cream in to the blend for a few seconds too, and it makes it thicker and creamier! Mmmm!
Serve it up either way, as vegies or as a soup, and you will be impressed at how well you have cooked a healthy easy meal!
You can also make your own chips. Wash some large potatoes. Cut them into whatever thickness you like or can manage to cut them, make them big like wedges, or thin like take away chips.
Make your own Chips
Preheat the oven to 180 celcius. Wait ten mins - 10 minutes - before opening the oven to put the tray in to cook.
That gives you time to chop the potatoes.
Wash them first, leaving the skin on. Cut the potatoes into chips or wedge shapes.
Pour a little olive oil or other cooking oil on the tray, olive oil is nice tasting, but can be expensive. But is worth it.
Spread the oil around the tray with a cooking brush, or with a bit of greaseproof paper folded into a square. It's less to wash if you use the paper, but quite quick with the brush too, and you don't actually get oil on your fingers with the brush. The brush looks like a paintbrush, and if you want to, you can just use about a 1cm thick paintbrush that hasn't been used before, and clearly mark it as a cooking implement!!
Add the potatoes to the tray, making sure you have one layer of chips evenly around the tray.
Shake over chips some salt, Herbamare, or another seasoning you like, such as pepper, paprika powder, or chilli powder.
Put into the oven for up to 45 mins. Check after 25 mins, and turn the chips if you want them crispy on both sides.
After they are cooked, serve in a bowl with a dip or three!
Bean Dip for potato chips.
Tin of organic baked beans - or try tinned organic chickpeas, lentils, borlotti, four bean mix, or any other beans in a tin. Preferably organic, as the beans are not sprayed with harmful pesticides.
A few cloves organic garlic.
Fresh bunch of organic herbs - if you can - sage, thyme, basil, rosemary, dill. Try just one or add little bits of some or all.
A fresh whole tomato - organic if you can buy it or afford it!
Onion, organic if possible.
Tamari or Herbamare or salt and pepper.
For the onion and garlic, peel and chop finely. Cut the tomato into chunks, like little squares.
Wash the herbs and strip the leaves of the herbs from their stems by hand.
Open the tin of beans, whatever your choice is - they will taste different.
Pour a tablespoon of olive oil, and spoon this, onion and garlic into a saucepan over a medium heat. Stir for a few minutes.
Add tomato, and herbs. Add a dash - a tablespoon or less of Tamari, salt, or Herbamare. Stir in. Cook at same temperature for a few more minutes. Add beans, mix in to heat the beans. Turn off heat when beans are warmed through.
Serve into bowl, if you don't want to do anymore or if you like the dip chunky. You can also use the mix as a side serving, or add it to salad.
If you want a more dippy dip, pour into a blender or food processor and mix until smooth paste.
Add to serving bowl and enjoy with your chips or with fresh thinly cut raw vegies, like carrot, capsicum, cucumber.
I remember my shock at seeing my housemate prepare natural baked vegetables in the oven. After seeing that, I kicked myself into a bit more cooking action but was scared even to make pasta. It was all too complicated, even after having grown up eating vegetables every night, and also after living with other people who encouraged me to cook. I had no idea though how to actually put the stuff together, how to cook it properly, or even at all. How to use a microwave, as I had never had one as a child and only knew how to heat a pie from doing that myself at the servo near where I grew up. I had no idea how to actually cook anything. Habit was acceptable as a rut. Eating and reading were acceptable. I would however easily pay a lot more money to buy fast food, to eat a hamburger was easy. It was advertised once or twice as something that held my intrigue, so I had to find out why. Then I got stuck on that because it was good once. The really intimidating cooks I shared a home with were the ones who could make things that you could buy at an Indian restaurant. Vegetable samosas. I was amazed at the huge bowl that held the prepared vegetable and spices mixture, and picked at it, tasting it a little from its shelf on the fridge, as if I was still at home picking at mum's potato salad. And just waiting to be discovered and told off like a naughty child.
I was unprepared for independent cooking. I tried cooking garlic at full heat and burnt it horribly as I stared at the discusting old food stains on the wall behind the stovetop. I wanted to try making a stirfry. I still am no master at the art, but at least know a bit more to manage making unburnt, edible home cooked food.
Steaming is easy. So were the packets of fishballs from the Asian grocery when I was 21. I put those and prepared dumplings and mini tringular curry puffs in the microwave, guessing at the times and temperature. I had no absolute method and was breaking out of ruts and doing the same thing to a method. Although I was including it in my life in other ways, which may have encouraged me to try to expand upon tired routine, although it is no excuse for poorly cooking food. Sometimes just to eat them warm enough was good enough, but not really, just to stuff my mouth. I cooked a crab that my brother had caught when out fishing around that time when I was living at home for a little while. It was surprisingly easy. Boiling water, and plopping it in until it had turned bright orange. Not much meat to eat from it, but a good enough native food. Like prawns so much tedious peeling to get to a little flesh.
Never into peeling vegetables.. To buy organic and just tò wash them is good enough, plus you get more nutritional benefit from the skins of carrots and potatoes than when they are stripped of their skin. How hard is it to set an oven temperature of 180 celcius, cut up some vegies and put them in the oven for a while, about 25mins - a little more depending on the vegetables? They taste that yummy and are cheap and healthy.
Here's the recipe and what to do to make oven roasted vegies. Come on, it's easy. Just try reading through and see if you think you want to try it!
Oven Roasted Vegies
Preheat the oven to 180 celcius. By that, I mean turn the dial on the oven to 180 celcius, and leave the oven to warm up for about ten minutes. Then once you have the vegies ready you can put them straight in to cook.
What kind of vegies are good roasted in the oven?
Carrot, washed and skin left on, cut into chunks about 5 cm long.
Potato, washed and skin left on, cut into quarters - depending on the size of the potato, as you can get baby size ones, which only need to be halved.
Pumpkin, leave the skin on, washing it well before you cut it with a big sharp knife. cut it into chunks, no bigger than 5 cm in all dimensions.
Zucchini, washed, and cut into 5 cm chunks.
Just some examples of common vegetables to roast in the oven.
Choose your vegies, wash them, leave the skin on, and cut them into chunks. Place them evenly in an oven tray, with some depth so the juices and oil are not spilt over the side.
Add some salt, or vegie salt, or Herbamare, and maybe a few garlic cloves, rosemary - the fresh herb is best, and you just wash it and then put the whole herb branches around the vegies in the tray.
Add some chopped onion, make it big chunks, as it will brown and even blacken around the edges in the oven.
Drizzle a bit of olive oil over the vegies and onions and herbs, not a lot, a Tablespoon if you want to know about how much in measurement to make it easier.
Add halves of tomatoes too.
Cook in the oven for about 45 mins, check the vegies after 30 mins, removing zucchini if well cooked. Potato will take the longest to cook.
Serve as a side or by itself, however you like it!
Roasted vegie soup
From the roasted vegies, you can also make a soup. Now do not panic! It is as easy as getting a blender or food processor, and putting the cooked vegies in. You blend them up for a minute or less until they become smooth. Or do it with even less time in the mixer to make it chunky. You can add plain natural yoghurt, soy cream cheese, or sour cream in to the blend for a few seconds too, and it makes it thicker and creamier! Mmmm!
Serve it up either way, as vegies or as a soup, and you will be impressed at how well you have cooked a healthy easy meal!
You can also make your own chips. Wash some large potatoes. Cut them into whatever thickness you like or can manage to cut them, make them big like wedges, or thin like take away chips.
Make your own Chips
Preheat the oven to 180 celcius. Wait ten mins - 10 minutes - before opening the oven to put the tray in to cook.
That gives you time to chop the potatoes.
Wash them first, leaving the skin on. Cut the potatoes into chips or wedge shapes.
Pour a little olive oil or other cooking oil on the tray, olive oil is nice tasting, but can be expensive. But is worth it.
Spread the oil around the tray with a cooking brush, or with a bit of greaseproof paper folded into a square. It's less to wash if you use the paper, but quite quick with the brush too, and you don't actually get oil on your fingers with the brush. The brush looks like a paintbrush, and if you want to, you can just use about a 1cm thick paintbrush that hasn't been used before, and clearly mark it as a cooking implement!!
Add the potatoes to the tray, making sure you have one layer of chips evenly around the tray.
Shake over chips some salt, Herbamare, or another seasoning you like, such as pepper, paprika powder, or chilli powder.
Put into the oven for up to 45 mins. Check after 25 mins, and turn the chips if you want them crispy on both sides.
After they are cooked, serve in a bowl with a dip or three!
Bean Dip for potato chips.
Tin of organic baked beans - or try tinned organic chickpeas, lentils, borlotti, four bean mix, or any other beans in a tin. Preferably organic, as the beans are not sprayed with harmful pesticides.
A few cloves organic garlic.
Fresh bunch of organic herbs - if you can - sage, thyme, basil, rosemary, dill. Try just one or add little bits of some or all.
A fresh whole tomato - organic if you can buy it or afford it!
Onion, organic if possible.
Tamari or Herbamare or salt and pepper.
For the onion and garlic, peel and chop finely. Cut the tomato into chunks, like little squares.
Wash the herbs and strip the leaves of the herbs from their stems by hand.
Open the tin of beans, whatever your choice is - they will taste different.
Pour a tablespoon of olive oil, and spoon this, onion and garlic into a saucepan over a medium heat. Stir for a few minutes.
Add tomato, and herbs. Add a dash - a tablespoon or less of Tamari, salt, or Herbamare. Stir in. Cook at same temperature for a few more minutes. Add beans, mix in to heat the beans. Turn off heat when beans are warmed through.
Serve into bowl, if you don't want to do anymore or if you like the dip chunky. You can also use the mix as a side serving, or add it to salad.
If you want a more dippy dip, pour into a blender or food processor and mix until smooth paste.
Add to serving bowl and enjoy with your chips or with fresh thinly cut raw vegies, like carrot, capsicum, cucumber.
Monday, May 10, 2010
What do you eat for breakfast? Here is what I eat ..
Today
Organic corn kiblets from the tin
Soy cheese
A precooked vegie burger, premade from the supermarket
I microwaved all the ingredients, with the burger as the base and the corn and soy cheese arranged on top, on high for 1 minute. Easy as that! Nice savoury treat. Good for quick start to the day.
Yesterday
Organic oats
Organic soy milk
Goji berries
Craisins
Fruit and nut mix
Sesame seeds
Puffed amaranth
Combine all ingredients in bowl, it is then warmed in the microwave on high for 1 minute. Very filling! Gives you good skin and lots of energy.
I also drink fruit juice and sometimes then filtered water, or herbal tea, depending if I feel very thirsty in the morning or not. I take supplements for health. Listed below...
Good Bacteria tablets - dairy free as I am intolerant to dairy. They are for belly health and to maintain good bacteria in the body. They should be sold from the fridge, and kept in the fridge to maintain the bacteria levels. Otherwise they do not work properly as they lose bacteria levels thus effectiveness.
Garlic, zinc, C, echinacea - a combined tablet for warding off colds, which I constantly get due to low immunity, so I hope my immunity will strengthen over time. Also I never ate that much garlic in my life until recently. Garlic is good for all factors of health. C is necessary for calcium to work properly, zinc is good for the skin, and for womens health, echinacea is good for fighting low immunity and colds.
Calcium - I take these easy to swallow capsules because I do not eat dairy and have a healing broken bone in my right arm. Some calcium tablets are massive and very off-putting to take, these ones are good. Calcium is also good to improve the skin, nails, teeth.
Maca - sometimes, for energy. I keep it in the fridge too.
Womens hormonal balance - these are from a long established natural health pharmacy in Sydney, Newtons. Taking these made my hormonal imbalance symptom of nausea disappear almost straight away! I keep taking it regularly and it really does work! I was vomiting, because my hormones were so out of balance. I have been feeling nausea, on and off since 2006.
Quercetin - for varicose veins. There is also research which may help to find an answer to cancer involving tests with Quercetin. See link for more information.
http://www.thorne.com/altmedrev/.fulltext/5/3/196.pdf
Organic corn kiblets from the tin
Soy cheese
A precooked vegie burger, premade from the supermarket
I microwaved all the ingredients, with the burger as the base and the corn and soy cheese arranged on top, on high for 1 minute. Easy as that! Nice savoury treat. Good for quick start to the day.
Yesterday
Organic oats
Organic soy milk
Goji berries
Craisins
Fruit and nut mix
Sesame seeds
Puffed amaranth
Combine all ingredients in bowl, it is then warmed in the microwave on high for 1 minute. Very filling! Gives you good skin and lots of energy.
I also drink fruit juice and sometimes then filtered water, or herbal tea, depending if I feel very thirsty in the morning or not. I take supplements for health. Listed below...
Good Bacteria tablets - dairy free as I am intolerant to dairy. They are for belly health and to maintain good bacteria in the body. They should be sold from the fridge, and kept in the fridge to maintain the bacteria levels. Otherwise they do not work properly as they lose bacteria levels thus effectiveness.
Garlic, zinc, C, echinacea - a combined tablet for warding off colds, which I constantly get due to low immunity, so I hope my immunity will strengthen over time. Also I never ate that much garlic in my life until recently. Garlic is good for all factors of health. C is necessary for calcium to work properly, zinc is good for the skin, and for womens health, echinacea is good for fighting low immunity and colds.
Calcium - I take these easy to swallow capsules because I do not eat dairy and have a healing broken bone in my right arm. Some calcium tablets are massive and very off-putting to take, these ones are good. Calcium is also good to improve the skin, nails, teeth.
Maca - sometimes, for energy. I keep it in the fridge too.
Womens hormonal balance - these are from a long established natural health pharmacy in Sydney, Newtons. Taking these made my hormonal imbalance symptom of nausea disappear almost straight away! I keep taking it regularly and it really does work! I was vomiting, because my hormones were so out of balance. I have been feeling nausea, on and off since 2006.
Quercetin - for varicose veins. There is also research which may help to find an answer to cancer involving tests with Quercetin. See link for more information.
http://www.thorne.com/altmedrev/.fulltext/5/3/196.pdf
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Why all the Trouble?
For so long, it seems I have had illness. I am a healer. Why does this happen to me so constantly? I get rid of the illness, and then another illness comes along to replace it for me to attend to instead. I guess I don't have enough clients yet to occupy my time. And to heal them instead of me.
My current problem this moment is a sneezy nose and having to use tissues a lot. If I didn't I would be living in a cave, maybe not in some other time, but certainly with another lifestyle. I have tried not to use tissues in the past, and at one point managed it somehow with handkerchiefs. But not when I have such a runny nose, it is impossible.
Nose - you are impossible.
Right then, says nose. I will be that.
Hey Nose, I need my life back now!
But I am part of you. You will have to wait.
No Nose, I know you know I am typing this as you just tried to stop me from writing again with your constant demands for more tissues.
The last illness of my body was eased a few days ago and went on the past month or so. I have had hormonal imbalances, and this has caused me to be going along fine on my mountain bicycle, off to catch the train, and suddenly I got too hot, and felt dizzy. And then threw up. Managed to catch my train somehow and struggle weakly through the day with organic ginger tea frequently. And plentiful water. Wondering what the heck was going on as it was so sudden, like an argument out of the blue. Since then, my health took a downslide, and I felt very hot and then chills. Thinking it was a fever, I took some alternative health food shop capsules for fever. It went on and on. Feeling nauseated a lot. And again throwing up the other week. And then feeling nauseated a lot more. I began to take some natural hormone balancing capsules a few days ago. With ingredients such as Dong Quai, the womens herb as it is well known for treating womens imbalances. Many other ingredients are in these capsules from a health Pharmacy in Sydney, Newtons.
I highly recommend visiting it, as my symptoms of nausea have gone. It seems I am going through a training program of experiencing health issues and of how to treat them. But why should this happen when I believe the way to treat clients is individually and that my experience with healing is really only sympathetic, or empathic if I have never had any symptoms before or any of the biggies like cancer, or HIV positivity.
It must be my low immunity. Since childhood. It must be the fact I had glandular fever when I was 12. It must be the way I was eating food for so long with so little nutritional awareness and how it links to health. It must be my detoxification, that began with using black Chinese herbal detoxification pills, changing my diet to vegan for over a year from 2007 to 2009. Avoiding acidity causing food and water. Drinking as much filtered/ spring/alkaline water as possible. Yoga. Massage. And doing all those other detoxification things that cause things to be expelled from the body, somehow. Why can't my body just detox in a way that is focused and part of my daily elimination?!
Life is not childhood lemonade, sweets and bubble gum, pressure cooked vegies limp with little to desire, fast food, tinned beans and grated cheese on wholemeal toast anymore! Life is succulent fresh fruit, soaked chickpeas bought at the food co-op, vegetables that may be raw, seeds, nuts, awareness of what is in different natural foods, like magnesium in sesame seeds, wheat free and dairy free because I am intolerant and it causes trouble with my sinus and my gut, raw cacao powder on a raw chilli, litres of herbal teas, and filtered water. That, is what life is! Yeah! And isn't it doing wonders, hmm, can't really tell, must be still buried under this bad diet glug. It is so expensive! To be organic and wheat free, dairy free, healthy. To detox from the cardboard diet.
I only hope my children to be are given good food and imagine them often, being fit, doing martial training and yoga since they are able to, that is my plan to create those wonder warriors who most other people compare themselves to and think somewhere within, I have not got a chance of going back and trying to be as fit or flexible or healthy! And that is also what I recognise to be my grief for that in myself. So I mustn't wallow in it and do the best I can. I am only 31. I have time to repair. Time to improve.
God, Buddha, and Greenman bless
Samantha Aungle
My current problem this moment is a sneezy nose and having to use tissues a lot. If I didn't I would be living in a cave, maybe not in some other time, but certainly with another lifestyle. I have tried not to use tissues in the past, and at one point managed it somehow with handkerchiefs. But not when I have such a runny nose, it is impossible.
Nose - you are impossible.
Right then, says nose. I will be that.
Hey Nose, I need my life back now!
But I am part of you. You will have to wait.
No Nose, I know you know I am typing this as you just tried to stop me from writing again with your constant demands for more tissues.
The last illness of my body was eased a few days ago and went on the past month or so. I have had hormonal imbalances, and this has caused me to be going along fine on my mountain bicycle, off to catch the train, and suddenly I got too hot, and felt dizzy. And then threw up. Managed to catch my train somehow and struggle weakly through the day with organic ginger tea frequently. And plentiful water. Wondering what the heck was going on as it was so sudden, like an argument out of the blue. Since then, my health took a downslide, and I felt very hot and then chills. Thinking it was a fever, I took some alternative health food shop capsules for fever. It went on and on. Feeling nauseated a lot. And again throwing up the other week. And then feeling nauseated a lot more. I began to take some natural hormone balancing capsules a few days ago. With ingredients such as Dong Quai, the womens herb as it is well known for treating womens imbalances. Many other ingredients are in these capsules from a health Pharmacy in Sydney, Newtons.
I highly recommend visiting it, as my symptoms of nausea have gone. It seems I am going through a training program of experiencing health issues and of how to treat them. But why should this happen when I believe the way to treat clients is individually and that my experience with healing is really only sympathetic, or empathic if I have never had any symptoms before or any of the biggies like cancer, or HIV positivity.
It must be my low immunity. Since childhood. It must be the fact I had glandular fever when I was 12. It must be the way I was eating food for so long with so little nutritional awareness and how it links to health. It must be my detoxification, that began with using black Chinese herbal detoxification pills, changing my diet to vegan for over a year from 2007 to 2009. Avoiding acidity causing food and water. Drinking as much filtered/ spring/alkaline water as possible. Yoga. Massage. And doing all those other detoxification things that cause things to be expelled from the body, somehow. Why can't my body just detox in a way that is focused and part of my daily elimination?!
Life is not childhood lemonade, sweets and bubble gum, pressure cooked vegies limp with little to desire, fast food, tinned beans and grated cheese on wholemeal toast anymore! Life is succulent fresh fruit, soaked chickpeas bought at the food co-op, vegetables that may be raw, seeds, nuts, awareness of what is in different natural foods, like magnesium in sesame seeds, wheat free and dairy free because I am intolerant and it causes trouble with my sinus and my gut, raw cacao powder on a raw chilli, litres of herbal teas, and filtered water. That, is what life is! Yeah! And isn't it doing wonders, hmm, can't really tell, must be still buried under this bad diet glug. It is so expensive! To be organic and wheat free, dairy free, healthy. To detox from the cardboard diet.
I only hope my children to be are given good food and imagine them often, being fit, doing martial training and yoga since they are able to, that is my plan to create those wonder warriors who most other people compare themselves to and think somewhere within, I have not got a chance of going back and trying to be as fit or flexible or healthy! And that is also what I recognise to be my grief for that in myself. So I mustn't wallow in it and do the best I can. I am only 31. I have time to repair. Time to improve.
God, Buddha, and Greenman bless
Samantha Aungle
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Teabags for Teacups and other practical tips
TEABAGS FOR TEACUPS
Trying to treat a miniature breed dog or small animal with a herbal treatment that must be left on the stomach?
Why not try using tea bags for teacups?!! You can use chamomile for diarrhoea, horsetail and dandelion for liver troubles, ginger for nausea or travel sickness. And many more remedies can be found if you look at a herbal treatment for animals book, or just go online and find the best remedy for common problems. I have a cat specific herbal book, The Cat Herbal by Claire Nahmad, that is full of excellent natural remedies for cats.
For larger animals, to use a pillowcase, adding the appropriate amount of herbs, and simply tying the excess cloth in a knot, and maybe securing the knot with a rubberband to ensure the herbs don't spill.
STOCKING TUBE
Hold the herbs close to the stomach easily by cutting a tube shape from a pair of stockings. Opaque may be stronger and you can probably use them again after washing. For the smallest animals, you can use childrens or even babies stockings. You can find them in second hand shops quite cheaply. Wash them first with a few drops of patchouli and lavender oil added to the wash. Good for most sizes of cats or dogs, even good for rabbits, ferrets, rats, guinea pigs, etc. Try it! The tricky bit is getting the stockings over their legs, so pick the end that will cause the least discomfort, particularly if they get cranky being touched on the rear end or have stiff, painful back legs. For the large dogs and giant breeds, you can modify the stocking by sewing two pieces of stocking tubes cut in half together to make it comfortable to wear around the belly. Maybe even farm animals can benefit from modified stockings.
The stocking tube is great because it is readily available, cheap, and you can use it without troubling yourself over bandaging. It won't stick to their fur, and doesn't need to be expensive or inaccessible like vetwrap. You can also use it for bandaging the body, limbs or tail with layers of cloth directly over a wound, even if only for first aid.
SOME PLASTIC FREE TOYS FOR PETS
I looked after a kitten who had all sorts of things I had bought for him to play with, and one of his favourite things was batting the empty toilet roll cylinder about. It is as simple as putting it on the floor and rolling it along. And then once it loses its playability, you simply recycle it. You could add things to it like a string wrapped around the inside several times and a bell attached to the string. Or put part of a sock on the outside of it, stuff the inside with catnip in the herbal form, and tie the end so it doesn't leak.
Another thing he liked was a large dried date, changed to a fresh one every few days. I gave him that when he was teething to chew on and he batted it about on the floor, as well as picking it up in his mouth and carrying it about.
I hope this can help people to enjoy cheap and easy practical and natural solutions for their pets!
God, Buddha and Radiant Brow bless
Samantha Aungle
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Introduction and some topics I will cover
Hi. I am Samantha Aungle.
Over the years I have been on a healing journey, and still am. I am 31, Australian, and began to be aware of natural and alternative therapies when I first saw the sign for an acupuncture clinic when I was a child. I began to learn meditation on the energetic level when I was about 14. I have had chronic illnesses since I was young. And I am overcoming them! Naturally and permanently shifting energies and physical states.
Practising Reiki as a Master since 2006. Healing animals intuitively and energetically since about 2003. Have worked with animals and volunteered with RSPCA since I was 17 in the late 1990's.
The articles and areas I want to cover are animal natural health, human natural health, diet, lifestyle, ecological balance, creative expression, and animal rights. I will go into stories about the mysterious healing power of reiki, writing some of my experience as a Reiki Master undergoing intense change and healing.
I will tell people of how I changed my diet and lifestyle and took upon myself ethical and spiritual beliefs that helped me to continue to find that seemingly unreachable mighty life of health that is good and pure. Not entirely pure, as that would not be true of this world or of how I have not yet reached health all the time.
I plan to soon commence studies in holistic animal health. Focussing mostly in that course on homeopathic treatment. It is fascinating how a puppy can benefit from proper dental care and support in healthy teeth by using a course of homeopathic supplements. I want to make sure I know it well enough before I begin and am clear on the way I want to treat an animal, as it can vary especially in those who swear by certain methods or brands or types of theory and ideology to follow.
Homeopathy can be about treating the physical manifestations in the body that cause disturbance. Some homeopaths can be only about treating with one remedy for an ailment or ailments. I already realise that I want to, mostly, be using more than one remedy as I understand it is good to balance remedies. If I were to give only arsenic for example, I would think it would be too drying on the system, same for sulphur. Even if the symptoms are of wetness in the body, I would want to ensure the lovely harmony of remedies is used.
And how do I view the energic forms of heat and dryness, damp, cold, etc? How do I have that as a clear ideology established about my homeopathy practice with the western and the eastern perspectives on energic manifestation and attribution? I find the energy wisdom of eastern medicine to be of excellent sense.
Another animal healing path I would like to persue is Equine Acupuncture. I know in Australia there are at least 2 courses that run. It is quite costly, and I will have to have some more financial and also physical strength before I go into equine acupuncture. So I can go riding! I love horse power and the natural way to be taken quickly to somewhere else. With nature's power and ways.
So with nature I think you all may find your individual paths and walk them with strength and hope.
God, Buddha and Tara bless
Samantha Aungle
Over the years I have been on a healing journey, and still am. I am 31, Australian, and began to be aware of natural and alternative therapies when I first saw the sign for an acupuncture clinic when I was a child. I began to learn meditation on the energetic level when I was about 14. I have had chronic illnesses since I was young. And I am overcoming them! Naturally and permanently shifting energies and physical states.
Practising Reiki as a Master since 2006. Healing animals intuitively and energetically since about 2003. Have worked with animals and volunteered with RSPCA since I was 17 in the late 1990's.
The articles and areas I want to cover are animal natural health, human natural health, diet, lifestyle, ecological balance, creative expression, and animal rights. I will go into stories about the mysterious healing power of reiki, writing some of my experience as a Reiki Master undergoing intense change and healing.
I will tell people of how I changed my diet and lifestyle and took upon myself ethical and spiritual beliefs that helped me to continue to find that seemingly unreachable mighty life of health that is good and pure. Not entirely pure, as that would not be true of this world or of how I have not yet reached health all the time.
I plan to soon commence studies in holistic animal health. Focussing mostly in that course on homeopathic treatment. It is fascinating how a puppy can benefit from proper dental care and support in healthy teeth by using a course of homeopathic supplements. I want to make sure I know it well enough before I begin and am clear on the way I want to treat an animal, as it can vary especially in those who swear by certain methods or brands or types of theory and ideology to follow.
Homeopathy can be about treating the physical manifestations in the body that cause disturbance. Some homeopaths can be only about treating with one remedy for an ailment or ailments. I already realise that I want to, mostly, be using more than one remedy as I understand it is good to balance remedies. If I were to give only arsenic for example, I would think it would be too drying on the system, same for sulphur. Even if the symptoms are of wetness in the body, I would want to ensure the lovely harmony of remedies is used.
And how do I view the energic forms of heat and dryness, damp, cold, etc? How do I have that as a clear ideology established about my homeopathy practice with the western and the eastern perspectives on energic manifestation and attribution? I find the energy wisdom of eastern medicine to be of excellent sense.
Another animal healing path I would like to persue is Equine Acupuncture. I know in Australia there are at least 2 courses that run. It is quite costly, and I will have to have some more financial and also physical strength before I go into equine acupuncture. So I can go riding! I love horse power and the natural way to be taken quickly to somewhere else. With nature's power and ways.
So with nature I think you all may find your individual paths and walk them with strength and hope.
God, Buddha and Tara bless
Samantha Aungle
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