April 30, 2005
Nutrition continued
Yesterday I went to my nutritionist's country office. Significantly, the lights went out for about fifteen minutes during our session, probably due to the energy we generated. We had a giggle over that one.
I had not completed my assignment for last week. I was to have made a little sacred space with a photo of myself as a child, and keep it full of fresh flowers all spring to honor her. I did find the picture that I wanted to use for this, right on top of my photo drawer yesterday, and will set it up momentarily.
My nutritionist took out her divining rods again, and asked for a little direction , which was freely given. It's actually quite alot of fun being in on the plan.
Rods in hand, guided from above, she asked about the condition of the base of my spine. I have broken my coccyx twice in my life, once in sixth grade, at the moment of menarchy, I might add, and again when I was a junior in college. Both involved falls, one while ice skating and one on granite stairs . I knew my coccyx was broken because of the excruciating pain generated when standing up or sitting down. I don't think I told anyone about the fracture in sixth grade. I was afraid I had something wrong, and didn't want to get into trouble with my mother. When it happened again in college, I must have gone to the doctor, and then realized that I had broken it before.
Turns out that there is a homeopathic remedy specifically for the base of the spine. Then she gave me arnica, which is common for treating muscle aches and bruises , and something to straighten out my sleep. The guides, Edgar (need we mention his last name) was among them. (Aside: my shaman's family was very involved with Cayce, and she was raised in that community.)
Edgar and the team insisted that she give me the most powerful doses of all three rememdies. When she appeared to be a little shocked, they assured her that I had a very strong consititution and would be fine.
I was instructed to dissolve this tiny pinch of crystals (didn't look too powerful at the bottom of the glass) in distilled water and swish it around in my mouth for a few minutes before swallowing. I wasn't to do it until I got home, since it might have affected my ability to drive. She said that I might have a bit of a kundalini experience in a few weeks.
My homework assignment is to write a poem about my new space, in order to realign my energies toward finding one. My enthusiasm has been slightly dampened by discussions about inflated real estate prices and rising mortgage rates. The aboves suggested that the space be on the first floor with just a few stairs, so that it would be accessible in my old age (which is probably here, were it not for my psychological immaturities ). The space also needs to be full of light.
This morning my feet are improved significantly, and I slept a little longer than usual. I can't tell you about my coccyx, because it doesn't hurt, it just keeps my energy from flowing smoothly.
Photo note: I think this is echineaca, as close to a remedy that I had in my collection - it looks like it is about to open.
Posted by Dakota at April 30, 2005 07:29 AM