Water. The original peoples teach that it is sacred and we cannot live without it.
It is the first thing we use every morning, and the last thing we use every night.
It allows us to thrive, and plants, trees and our food to grow. It is essential to all life.
And yet we poison it at every turn:
- It’s reported that at the Rio Olympics, swimmers need to ingest only three teaspoons of water to contract a virus. Rio de Janeiro waterways are contaminated with raw human sewage teeming with dangerous viruses and bacteria.
- 14 billion pounds of garbage, mostly plastic, is dumped into the ocean each year, killing sea life. In January, 2016, thirteen sperm whales washed up dead in Germany, their stomachs full of plastic and auto parts.
In 1993, while traveling with a family of Maoris through the Australian outback, I fell in love with bone broth.
I had gone to Australia to assist Lakota elder Wallace Black Elk at a conference of Native Americans, Maoris and Aborigines.
It was my first introduction to Maoris. These indigenous people of New Zealand are fun-loving, always laughing, singing and cooking and often invited the other elders and teachers over to their cabin for a meal. One thing they always seemed to have on hand, in addition to coffee, was a good bone broth as the first ingredient for a larger meal.
I found I loved the broth by itself: it seemed nutritious and thick and warming. I savored it, yet forgot about it when I returned home.
This post was first published on www.havingtime.com
Quite a few years ago, during a routine medical exam, my doctor found some abnormal cells – pre-cancerous, or what today would be called Stage Zero cancer.
She recommended laser surgery to remove them. Even back then, I was very holistic and didn’t want surgery of any kind, even laser surgery, so I considered my alternatives.
As part of my Native American studies, I had heard of prayer fetishes: objects that are created, personalized, and prayed over, to bring about a particular outcome. Taking a leap of faith, I decided I would make a health fetish as my path to curing my condition.
There’s a lot of talk about sleep in the news lately:
- why we need it,
- how to get it,
- how much do we need?
- to nap or not to nap?
The advice even fills books, but there’s one important point I think has been overlooked:
We should be approaching sleep with the same respect and solemnity as we do ceremony!
I’ve recently watched a documentary series that is brilliant – and can save your life. It’s called The Truth About Cancer.
In it, medical doctors and scientists present well-researched studies about the numerous holistic therapies that have successfully treated cancer – with or without chemotherapy.
We all have friends or family members who have succumbed to this disease. In fact, 21,000 people around the world die from cancer each day.
Why not get educated on the many alternative therapies that work and do not destroy the immune system the way chemotherapy does?
Or that can support the immune system while undergoing chemotherapy?
Did you know that cancer cells feed on sugar? Yet many cancer centers have bowls of candy available for their patients to eat. And oncologists rarely tell their patients to avoid sugar. How is that taking care of our health?