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8th November -- It's funny, considering what I wrote yesterday about having to change stuff in my life... As soon as I wrote it, I turned my computer off and walked out of my office into my utility room. There was a big red word flashing on my washing machine "Imbalance", it flashed. I went into the kitchen and my distiller was flashing, needing attention. I looked around and the clock on my cooker (cooker!!!!) was flashing because it didn't have the time. I know the feeling. I love the way life talks to you all the time! So I've started to make some changes that will give me the time in my life to pursue other things. It feels good. And I'm glad I'm doing this out of feeling it, rather than out of desperation. Most people only jump ship when they're desperate to do so... Am actually very happy with all aspects of my life, I just need to change some stuff to make it all feel more "me". Directing a company isn't where my heart is. Writing, playing, drawing, making food and loving is... You've always gotta keep steering your life, haven't you, or else you'll find yourself shipwrecked on some rocks. Or something. Feels good just to have the emotional release from the decisions I've made, anyway. Oh, and my company won't be changing, that's not an issue at all. It's just workload shifting and me putting the breaks on a thousand ideas that I want to pursue.
So the extra time I'll have... you know what I'll do with it? Nothing! For a while at least. I am so full of beans with stuff, so full on, so in love with stuff that I work and work and work. And I look after Evie, and I play hard, too. I have a massive social life, even though I'm tongue in cheek about having no life often... that's like no night life or romantic life... that's different. And I only just realised that all the stuff I do would make most people tired, it's relentless, yet on top of all that I'm breastfeeding and have had someone growing in my or on me for three years now. No wonder I'm tired! Breastfeeding women rarely get the support they need in our society, and so we don't expect it... but MY GODDESS, if it were men having to do it, they'd get time off in lieu, for sure! So, I'm gonna take a bit of time out -- just a few hours a week for nothingness. I may lie in bed and read, I may go to the gym or have a sauna or I may do yoga and I know I will sleep. Ah, I feel rejuvenated just thinking about it!
And I'm sure that when I've had some time off, I'll be all full of it again and go "let's take over Jupiter" or something. Coz old dogs new tricks etc...
My new laptop still doesn't type properly -- it misses letters out, you have to press really hard which is a pain when you're a touch typer. It takes forever to say anything these days. Don't think I'll buy another HP laptop... should have gone for another Vaio, Jessie loves her new one...
Oh... forgot to say. Me and Kate have written a panto for the Christmas Party! It's so funny, I'm not sure we'll be able to keep a straight face. Am hoping to video it ;-) Of course I'm the Fairy Godmother, coz that's what I am. I can't give any more away, but oooh, you'll laugh.
9th November -- Do you know, I forgot to mention about my live blood test that Mike Nash did at our retreat... He tested everyone who wanted it, and gave a 15 minute lowdown on it. I really wanted to get Evie's done, too, but we ran out of time. Anyway... you know how you think "What if it's really bad and I'm not healthy at all, and I'll have to start eating veal or something..." Am I the only one...? Anyway... my blood was beautiful. No weird stuff, just lovely well rounded red blood cells. Then we get to the white ones and Mike declares that he's never seen white blood cells as happy and beautiful as mine... it was lovely, you could see that they were munching away inside themselves, totally mesmerising. Anway... so am v happy that my blood's in great shape. It's nice to know that my insides look as healthy as my outsides.
Let
them eat Kate13th November -- Me and Evie went to Brighton for the weekend for Kate's 72 hour birthday party. We had a fab time with everyone and chocolate. What a weekend. Evie's now worn out, which is good coz mis padres are coming over tonight for a meeting re the changes I want to make to my business. I just had a lovely hot bath with my fave mineral salts. I use them whenever I don't have a bath with Evie (which is only about once a week, so I get it really hot to make up for it).
Kate had a competition with herself to see who could win the most raw chocolate cakes for her birthday. Kate won. Let them eat Kate!!!
I got about six hours sleep in the last three nights, so am up for a lie in in the morning. Am hoping parents will get Evie when she wakes up and entertain her. Am hoping.
More Let them eat Kate piccies here!
How lucky are we? We get to eat the healthiest food on the planet, the food with more antioxidants than anything else known, the food that makes us feel One Love all the time? How lucky are we? We can't count it, we've run out of fingers and toes. And, I got my first taste of fresh chocolate from the pod yesterday. I just popped the white fruit segments in my mouth, cacao bean and skin inside and in tact. OOOOOOHH!
14th November -- I have to tell you about this. A few months ago, I started waking up in the night thinking a heavy lorry was going past and shaking the house, coz I could feel it. Then it happened when I wasn't at home, so I thought maybe it was Evie. Then it happened when I wasn't asleep with Evie once. I realised it was me. I'd started having night tremors. It starts in my tummy/hips and everything wobbles around there for about 30 seconds, then stops. It's usually just once a night. The other night it happened twice. Last night it didn't happen at all.
Now, at around the same time, I kept thinking my mobile was vibrating in my pocket (er not at night, during the day!), and I'd reach into my pocket and my phone wasn't ringing, or there was no phone or pocket there! And then this Saturday, we all went into Brighton centre for a happy birthday drink, and it kept happening. And it got so intense that it was doing it every 20 seconds. And it's not stopped since then. It honestly just feels like my hips are vibrating. Now, from what I've found out (obviously there was more than one shaman at the party!) this could be a Kundalini thing (but I think it's not -- I went through a lot of that a few years back and it's not something I feel is associated with it, though at the same time I've had an increase in spinal rushes, so maybe it is... hmmmm.....) anyway... my feeling is that it's trapped energy being released and restructuring me. I think my body's going through a massive shift (helped by Anaru's healing, but this started before that), and this is why I feel tired and don't want to work. It's one of those times that I just want to fanny about and do loads of exercise and yoga and saunas (so I am)... I'll keep you posted, but let me know if you know what it is...!
Guys, I'm so sorry about this, but I've had to remove all links to our emails off my web site. until I can get a form made for it (I'm not that techie), I've had to redirect everything to go to my staff, as I've a form on my DYW site. They *are* forwarding emails to me, so please write to them. OK, I've had to remove the links because we were getting about 1000 (no joke) spam mails a day. Spam filters don't work for us, because you still miss some emails that aren't spam and I don't like that -- if someone's gone to the trouble of writing, they deserve to be read (even though we don't always have time to reply as we get so many). So sorry about the inconvenience, but we had no choice in this one. I'll make it easier for contact soon, though!
Ginny who works for me wasn't well today, so she came in for a bit, nattered to Evie and then took her to see her doggies while me and my mum and dad got ready. When I went to collect her, she had a digestive biscuit in her hand with about 5 bites out of it! I was quite calm about it, took it from her and explained to Ginny that she doesn't eat cooked food. Evie wanted it back. Ginny said she had some vegan crumpets and she could have one of those, I tried to explain that they're cooked and then we went to the daily bread where Evie had two monkey-fingers nanas and a cuppotea. Much better for her.
So a man off of Lexus just did a questionairre over the phone about the car. The final question was "What are your hobbies and interests?" "Errr... yoga, raw chocolate and loving life." "That's good to hear." he said!
My next door neighbour came round today. "Have you heard about Stuart?" he asked. I hadn't, I've been away. Stuart's my lovely gardening man, he's such a sweetie, I can't begin to say. He's my next door neighbour's son. He'd got a new motorbike on Tuesday last week. He was revving it up on Thursday night outside my house, so I asked him to stop. Didn't realise it was him, though. Then later that night, he was driving it and a 17 year old girl crashed into him in her car. Bless him. He's in intensive care, and is being woken up tonight as all his surgery is complete. He even had to have a heart op at Papworth's. He only had a 10% chance of surviving at the time of the crash, so the signs are now much better. Am praying madly for him... those bikes and car things don't mix, do they? Blimey, he's only 19. Can't believe it. I told his dad that I'd give him loads of Reiki when he's out of hozzie. Haven't been able to focus much since I found this out... And it's probably Stewart, not Stuart coz he's Scottish. Me and Evie made him a card and didn't know what name to write. Don't suppose that matters too much to him right now though.
15th November -- Guys, please do all you can to hold healing thoughts for Stuart. He's still not come round and he needs all our love and support. Please....
I've got two beautiful autographs of really famous people. Damon Albarn from when he went to my mum's cafe a few years ago and ate beans on toast. And a signed photo to me from Brian Cant from when he was on p.l.a.y. a.w.a.y... amazing.
I have to just say this. I am so blessed. I've been touched by the most amazing people on this planet and it keeps happening. Wow. Look what happens when you know you deserve it.
The
Heart Centre16th November -- So you're all asking what I'm on about when I say my mansion and tribe and all that. I wasn't going to announce it yet, as I'm so full on visualising it... But maybe you can all help visualise it... Anyway. It's The Heart Centre. All details so far are on the web site. Be very excited! I am, and so is my puppy.
Arun
came over last night. We wore my princess crown and took silly pictures.
We had such a laugh, which I needed coz I was all over the place all day
with thinking about Stuart. I locked myself out of my house and had to
get a locksmith to drill his way in. Nothing else worked. Nice to know
my house is secure! That took about an hour and then Evie didn't sleep
in time for nursery, and she didn't sleep there. Me and Skippy went to
this photo place and I was so glad I wasn't working coz my head couldn't
cope. I really want to go to the hozzie to do some healing on Stuart.
Hope he comes round soon. Bless him.
Today, my cleaner/lifesaver helped me make a load of food with Evie. We had fun, we've got lots to eat and I've got four more recipes for Evie's Kitchen. Lovely.
Am going to relax this afternoon. Maybe have a long bath with Evie when she wakes up and then go for a walk to clear my head. Then we can eat all the food we make. Just made some sea patties that taste like potato cakes! Wonderful.
I've just come back from Jean's over the road, she gave me an update on Stuart. The docs have tried to bring him round twice now but his lungs aren't yet working on their own. They're keeping him in an induced coma until he can breathe unaided. His heart is holding out, so that's good news. I feel so incapacitated, have been like jelly since I heard. We all feel so useless but are praying and sending massive healing thoughts to him all the time. I just want to see that cheeky happy chappie again, and can't wait til he recovers. The docs won't know if he's brain damaged until he wakes up, which I guess is the biggest concern right now. You can mend shattered bones easier than a broken brain. Bless him. Please keep praying for him.
17th November -- The first thing is that I've been spelling his name wrong -- kind of thought I was so it's Stewart from now on. His dad came over a few hours ago, smiling, so I was relieved... Stewart's now sitting up in bed with his eyes open, trying to get the tube out of his throat. No-one knows yet how badly his brain's been damaged, but we're keeping our fingers crossed. Just being out of the coma and partially breathing alone is great progress. Today was another "can't focus on anything day" so me and Evie took it really easy and I put her in the gym's creche for an hour while I had a sauna -- I just needed total downtime. It's been exhausting this week, but hopefully this is the beginning of a great recovery story. Am going to give him Pure Synergy and ionic silver. Hope he takes them. Evie was all over Stewart's dad when he came over, never seen her like that with someone she doesn't hang out with loads. I think she was healing him in her 2 year old way... You just can't imagine what he's been through this past week, can you?
18th November -- Today's been long and wll needed. I saw Stewart's step-mum in the street this morning. We had a great big hug and chat. He's progressing. The girl in Tesco's in the village where he works said she can't wait to go and see him. I can't either. Yet I know that all this waiting just gives us all the space to send love to him. I did a bit of shopping for Stewart's family, and they probably looked at it going "what's this stuff?". You forget that other people eat other things.
I know that Evie is my biggest teacher by far, though there are others in my life that are also always amazing me. Ever since bonfire night, Evie's been obsessed with three things: moon, stars, bang. She says it frequently, especially when it gets dark. She sometimes puts a sentence together but isn't really into that too much. She prefers to say words that associate with one another. Moon, stars, bang is one group of words she uses. Grandad, lala, popple, baby, Dean is another. We fed the the baby llama apples with her grandad and cousin dean last time we were over in Norfolk. The other one is reeling off all the people in her life: mummy, dada, Charlie, grandad, grandad (that's grandma and gran), Joe. Joe is the generic term for any male who's hanging out with us, who isn't grandad or daddy. All men are Joe. She even gets pictures of David Wolfe and goes "Joe". Very sweet. "where's Joe?" she says about people who aren't Joe.
So Evie looking at the stars teaches me to do so, too. I love the stars, the remind me of how small yet magnificent I am, the world is and our love is. Stars are awesome and very humbling.
When I was little, my dad used to work away. He'd be in Luxemborg or Isreal or something and ring up. "Can you see the moon?" He'd ask. "Yes" my sister and I would reply. "So can I. We're thousands of miles apart and we can see the same thing." I had no idea of time zones then. I still don't they involve numbers.
I tried to double my age today when talking to a guy in the sauna. I came up with 85. Ages involve numbers, so I invariably get them wrong. And they mean nothing. My cleaner, Coleen, said she thought I was in my early twenties. But she didn't have her glasses on. I think I'm many ages, depending on what part of me I'm accessing in my head. Life's been going on a long time for me, but in some ways it's only just begun. I've learned more over the past week than I have all year, with one thing and another. Time is randomly random.
I sat in the sauna for about an hour and half today, probably a Shazzie record. I just wanted to relax more and more and sweat and feel clean. This week's energy has swamped me. I do feel better for it, and am back feeling great. I sometimes wonder how some people don't get affected by stuff like I do. Am I weird in some way? Too empathetic? Too emotional? I don't know. I just know that I have only begun to function again this week after having the slightly more positive news about Stewart. I hope it gets better every day for him now.
You have to watch this, it's funny...
19th January -- Oh, Jatinder's coming to the UK for a month! I'm so excited. My soul sister, I'm going to see her again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every time I buy something, I'm hit with the thought "what's the impact of this?" sometimes I do nothing about that thought and buy that nylon dress. Sometimes I go "If it's not part of the solution it's part of the problem" and I buy hemp clothes instead. It's part of modern living, the temptations of pretty clothes and such. Yet we really are on the cusp of something ginormous and if we don't do something now, we'll be doing nothing for eons. This is the time to vote with your wallet... to only buy what makes a positive impact on the earth. Life and all it holds is too valuable to waste on frivolities. For years I've bought pressies for people that have hurt my heart. This year is different. My rellies are in for a shock. I'm voting with my wallet, being part of the solution. Because what's the point of a plastic rocking horse when there are no kiddies to giddyup on it?
20th November -- Our mega talented raw chefs Kate Wood and Alex are creating these delights with their great team...
*purple pecan loaf with goji & cranberry topping
*
*christmas cacaoslaw*
*macauliflower cheese*
*mashed parsnips with hemp gravy*
on top of that, there's chocolate cake or mince pies, and chocolates. And champagne/smoothie. And blue manna. And US!!!!!!!!
Stewart's dad just came over. His progress is slow, but it's as the docs expect and it's going in the right direction. He doesn't know anything yet, and can't speak. He's going to be in there a good while yet. I'm hoping to go visit him on Saturday to do some healing on him. Intense, intense, intense. After his dad left I felt sick and dizzy, I still do. But I'm giving it my all, this sweet lad deserves as much energy as we can all muster right now. Please keep your thoughts focussed on him...
21st November -- Blimey. What a night. After I wrote my last journal entry I felt worse and worse, and I don't know how I drove to pick Evie up. I can't remember it. They wouldn't let me drive home as I virtually collapsed when I got there. I guess all this Stewart stuff has exhausted me. I keep doing this to myself, don't I? I feel mega healthy, like better than I've ever felt in my entire life, and then something happens and I just collapse and go all fizzy. It's like my blood's lemonade. I can't describe it. Anyway. Skippy came over and looked after Evie for a few hours. He also went into my expansive supplements cupboard and got me some stuff and I had shedloads of MSM, silver and water. It's tough when something like this happens, as there's no-one to help... I have no rellies near me. So glad I've got Skippy. Love him. Anyway. Must keep some of my energy for me... am giving the situation with Stewart my all right now but can't make myself ill or I'll be useless.
Am going to meet up with Veronika tomorrow in London! We're doing a photoshoot together for some really lovely project about being natural mothers. Can't say more than that yet. Haven't seen her in a year and can't wait to snuggle. My goodness, I have some amazing friends.
So my folks are coming over tonight and are coming to London with me. Maybe we'll see the Queen? I'm sure I left her on a railing last time I was there... or was it a lost glove?
CelebrationWe reached a landmark figure in my business last week so my mum bought a bottle of bubbly for everyone and they all had it on Monday morning! Look at them with their chocolate muffin on the table -- what are they like? Jennie said she should have got a cardboard cut out of me in there, too!
22nd November -- So today was the photo shoot in London for this article that's coming out in January. It was so amazing to hang out with Veronkia again. Just being with her, in her energy field. Wow, that woman's so beautiful. My mum goes "I thought you were my age" Ever the mouth... But it's true, if you see how she writes, she's so mature and articulate, and I write like someone much younger, but there's only a couple of years between us. My dad goes "So you've admitted you're immature then!"... ever the mouth! Etc.
So there are four mums and 10 children. The youngest child was around 1ish. The oldest was about 20. They had the same mum. All the children sat so still, we were all gathered together, and the kids were totally brilliant. Then there was Evie. Would she sit still for one second on me? Not a chance. She was all over, being the Leo, of course. The only way I could get her still for a sec was to breastfeed her, which the journo was wanting anyway. My daughter just doesn't ever sit down! Bonkers. No sitting or sleeping. Not much, anyway.
I'll be really surprised if there's one un-blurry picture of Evie.
And then they made this wonderful food, there was raw and cooked vegan. Evie found a chocolate brownie and before I could get to her she'd had a bite. What do you do at this age when there's cooked food everywhere? Invent the Heart Centre?
Anyway, we popped into Fresh and Wild while we were there and one of the people who works there knew who I was (am) and told me about a superfood evening she's lecturing at. She's making raw chocolate truffles, so get down there and get down! Here's her info:
Public service announcementIMPROVE YOUR SEX LIFE! Fresh & Wild Camden | 49 Parkway | Charlotte -- 020 7428 7575 Wednesday evening 7.30pm Come to a free, fun and naughty evening of drinks and truffles scoffing, a frank and enlightening discussion about potent aphrodisiacs, fertility boosters, recipe ideas and a chance to sample an array of delightful products. Talk will be given by Charlotte our resident Food
Specialist. Booking advisable as limited space. |
24th November -- This trailer's been around for a while, but I just got re-excited by it for some reason. My friends had a massive hand in it, and it's amazing. AMAZING.
"By the fourth day they were off their insulin... They had effectively reversed their diabetes" -- Sarah, Tree of Life
"Now I know that I don't have to have medication for my diabetes." -- Patient (former patient, she's better now)
So food has nothing to do with health? Eh!
I've nothing to report on Stewart. He still can't communicate, but he's always pulling at his tubes so he knows that's not right. I don't know if that's a good sign. We can just keep sending him love. Thank you for all you've done so far, everything makes a difference.
Check them out! You Tube is certainly serving the raw food community well...
"There's a natural way of handling obesity, and I'm living proof, I'm here." Angela Stokes
"The benefits are miraculous and that's why it's not going anywhere. Truth does not get hidden, it explodes!" -- Matt Monarch, raw food authour
25th November -- So I'm coming up to seven whole years on raw food and twenty whole years on vegan food. I've never strayed from being a vegan since making that commitment, I've strayed from raw and I sometimes still do. To me, it's not an ethical thing like veganism is. I eat raw because it makes me feel good. I sometimes eat cooked for many other reasons. What I love is that I have it all in perspective. I have no food issues (orthorexia) whatsoever. All I feel regarding food is that I mostly want to ingest stuff that puts me in a great place emotionally, physically and mentally. I think people with food issues don't want to be in a great place. And yet there's more... I've been eating superfoods such as maca, cacao, gojis, incan berries, purple corn, Crystal Manna, etc for a few years, too. This is something else. This is conciousness shifting stuff. This is why my life is now in this major slimstream where nothing matters. Something really weird went down this week which resulted in the loss of someone who I considered a great friend. And instead of mourning it and questioning it, I'm celebrating it? Why? Because the superbeing inside me, the person made predominantly now of superfoods has been doing more to me at a cellular level than I can ever put into words. The superbeing inside me is vibrating at such a high frequency now, I barely recognise some things that I used to accept as normal. So this superbeing is going "I only attract love and truth" and instead of it being a mantra that I sometimes doubt, it's now real, in every part of me. So because of that, this person had to fall away because they weren't my version of love and truth. And that's a cause for celebration. I'm now watching it as this speeds up and up to see what follows. I'm so sorry I can't be more specific as to the circumstances, but I'm sure this could happen in your life if you absorbed love and truth to your core.
Times are changing very fast at the moment, and I'm sometimes barely able to work as there's so much more I want to do now. I just want to get The Heart Centre and play and play and play. This is it, my life. In my play I'll still be putting out massively to people as that's what I do (being a fairy godmother!), but I'll be in a wonderfully nurturing centred love filled place with my best mates in the world. What a wonderful way to live! My tribe is taking form thick and fast, and very soon you'll be able to take a visit to us, and then maybe start your own Heart Centre somewhere else.
Raw food for me has always been a cure. It's raw food that gave me freedom: from my fear, doubt, thoughts and beliefs. I've never been as happy as I am now, and I feel happier every day. I truly love what it's done for me. I've now written about 30,000 words for Evie's Kitchen, so it will be published in a few months. Amongst the madness of running our dotcom business, being a full time mummy and going through my own personal emotional healing and DNA reactivation moments, I commit every week to write some of Evie's Kitchen. That's how you get stuff done. Persistence, persistence, persistence. The spider didn't climb up the drainpipe once and get washed away and go "Sod that, I'll do something else, then". When you make your goals, whatever they are, you do something every day or week to get there, and you will. How can you not? You can only not get there if some freak accident happens or if you don't do something about it. And if you don't do something about it, then it wasn't really a goal, was it? So Evie's Kitchen is looking stunning. There's nothing like it in the world, a true love book for raw mamas and babas alike.
So
today, I've got a full on work day while Matt has Evie. So much to do,
and loving it. Just had the biggest bowlful of sweet marinated tomatoes.
Was supposed to be a recipe for Evie's Kitchen but it's too dark to photo
anything, so I just ate it. Was gorgeous, so I'll make it again and get
it in there!
Love to you all
X
Oh, work interruption for a sec. Was just looking through some pictures for something and found this one of Joe and Evie from the summer! How sweet. Evie still asks for Joe, whether it's him or generic male. But we spent yesterday with my fab mate Jessie and her boy Finlay. Evie gave him some right old smackeroonies when he left, they were virtually snogging and me and Jessie were looking at each other as if to say "Should we stop this?". Anyway, Evie kept waking up *all night* going "Where's the baby?" and then puckering up and blowing loads of kisses. Ah. She must have been dreaming about him. I wonder if she thinks he's called Joe?
Oh, Stewart's dad came round tonight. It's good news. Finally, he's making some real visible progress. He's nodding and shaking his head, recognising people (with characteristing raising of eyebrows!), and he opened an envelope today. His ventilator rate has been halved so his breathing is getting stronger. I'm going to see him on Wednesday afternoon at 2pm UK time. If you can do some special healing for him at that time for about an hour, I'll be doing it too, so we can all have a big effect. I'm so pleased that there's been this jump in his recovery. He's still got a long way to go, but he's going the right way. Bless him.
27th November -- I got it wrong. Said mate that I thought had dissed me hasn't at all. We just had a catalogue of misunderstandings and miscommunications. Amazing, in this day and age of texts, emails, phone calls and actuall face to face, talking is getting easier but communication seems to be getting harder. I think it's to do with the world speeding up. So I'm happy about that. Was so confused! Still doing major truth and love attractions, though -- for every area of my life.
A few months ago I ran a competition called Here Are Your Best Bits. I finally chose six winners, who all get a signed copy of Detox Your World, my big love book. Oh, it's so hard to do this sometimes. I had some great entries, and increased it from five to six... but these stand out for me for several sweet reasons. Big thanks to all who entered, though.
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Freedom, Western Australia
Dear Shazzie,
First I would just like to say that I adore you and you are such an inspiration
to the raw food community and the whole world! I bought Detox Delights
as the first ever raw recipe book I've owned and I can't get enough of
the recipes... I would just to have Detox your World sitting beside it
on the shelf.
My Three Best Bits!
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Jenny N, Maine, USA
. . . although i missed the last contest, it completely has been a summer
of love for me as well but it flows quit seamlessly into this little exercise
in thankfulness!!
So these are my best bits today. . . and also why this has been a summer of love for me as well.
Thanks for your inspiring journal Shazzie, and for giving us all a place to feel an incredible amount of energy and love radiating through your words.
xx Jenny
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Prathiba, Canada
My best bits!
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Jayna, Harrisburg, USA
Hi Shazzie,
Many blessings to you, your family & friends, and work staff. You are bringing a message that the world truly needs. I can say that with such conviction, because I am one of the souls that you have touched. Believe me when I tell you that you are truly gifted and blessed is the world for you sharing your vision with others. I can only hope to be as in-tune and successful as you are. I have many dreams (and a two year old daughter) and I get SO inspired reading your story. Keep it up.
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Jenny B, New York, USA
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Cari, Switzerland
Thank you so much for the wonderful work you do! It's truly an inspiration!
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Aren't you all amazing people????!!! Congrats on winning the book, it'll be with you very soon. I'll do another competition soon, and I'll keep doing them via my monthly newsletter, so sign up now if you haven't already. It's acoming...
So the vibrating hips thing and tremors got odder. My legs were spasming and I was twitching in my fingers. And of course, you look up this and tremors on th'internet (oh great 21st Century doctor) and it goes on about Parkinson's Disease. I knew I didn't have that!! So I investigated further and found out that I was actually deficient in magnesium. My goodness... with all the chocolate and greens I eat -- that's pretty much all I eat for goodness sake! But again, Western women rarely breastfeed for 2+ years and it's not known how much extra nutrition we need as a result of that. So luckily, I had half a bottle of magnesium in the house, when I discovered this on Saturday night. I drank it over the course of a couple of hours. By the morning, this tightness that I'd had in my chest for weeks (wich I'd put down to the work stress I wrote about a while ago) had gone. My legs were still. My little fingers weren't numb. My sister's sent me some more so I'll get it tomorrow and take it regularly for a while and the see where my body's at. Today I've had no tremors or vibrations, so I know the magnesium works quickly! I did read that you can cure this in two days. Wow. And I also read that if you have PD, then you've probably suffered major magnesium deficiencies for years beforehand. I'm so glad I'm in touch with my body and so glad th'internet exists, heaven forbid I go to a real doctor... they'd have done a load of neurological tests on me!
And speaking of minerals, I'm just about to buy a bone support mineral with D2 in it for Evie, as she's no longer getting vitamin D from the sun (with it being winter). Am hoping that may stop her sucking the life out of me so much, too!
So Evie's learned the word "butterfly". Every so often I get a cupboard moth back again (not like before, really just the odd one here and there). I got one the other day, trapped it under a glass to put out later. "Down butterfly" Evie said (down means down, up, out, off). I said "Later". "Down" she insisted, so I had to go out in the freezing cold night to release the moth. I'm very obedient.
30th November -- I went to see Stewart yesterday. Bless him. Not sure if he recognised me. He drifted in and out of sleep. I did some healing on him for nearly two hours. His heart rate went right down and he seemed much calmer. Wow. He still needs all your healing thoughts, guys.
We're having a special Christmas open day at work, on the 12th December. So people can just drop by and taste our festive treats on offer. I'll be there all day, so if you're in the Great Yarmouth area, drop in and say Happy Christmas to us! Then we'll say it back to you.
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