I have been easing my Self into the Body Ecology Diet over the past couple weeks. February is my transition month. By March I plan to be fully committed to Stage 1 of the Diet. Already, I have witnessed some pretty remarkable things happening with my body.
Most of what I am experiencing at present – or at least what I am aware that I am experiencing – are related to elimination and detoxification. Seems I’m a toxic little bugger … though a little less so now!
The first thing I’ve noticed as I’ve begun to shift my diet toward, among other things, a larger majority of non-starchy vegetables is, ironically, constipation. Interesting, no? Though, that was ‘helped’ when, last Thursday, I was blessed with a violent burst of food poisoning. There’s nothing like a little food poisoning action to clean a body out! And while it was a most dreadful experience as it was happening, I felt quite light and clear and calm as a result. The other unpleasant part of it, though, is that I believe it was the amaranth grain [I praised in my last entry] that was the culprit. So, I’m no longer eating amaranth. Donna Gates does mention in the Body Ecology Diet book that there is one blood type that seems unable to digest amaranth. I am going tomorrow to give blood and to find out my blood type, so I will know more about whether that applies to me or not by then.
Friday evening brought another experience that I found totally disgusting and fascinating. When I got home from work, and was taking off my gloves, I detected, suddenly, the scent of smoke. I sniffed around the house to see if it was coming from anywhere within (and thank goodness it wasn’t!). Then I sniffed my hands and, sure enough, that was the source. My hands had a very strong smoky odor. I tried to remember if I’d burned any incense recently, or had lit any matches, but nothing came to mind. I thought it strange, but didn’t spend too much time thinking on it. When I took off my boots, I smelled smoke again. That’s right: My feet reeked of stale smoke. ‘Curiouser and curiouser,’ I mused. Looking in the mirror, my hair was extremely dull and stringy. I wrapped some strands around my nose, and inhaled a big whiff of smoke. Made a mental note to leave some extra time for a shower in the morning. Continued getting ready for bed. Brushed my teeth. Scraped my tongue. Put on my pajamas. Climbed into bed. Got nice and snuggly in the army of quilts presently dressing my bed. Closed my eyes … and heaved a big sigh of … smoke! My mouth was filled up with the tastes and odors and yucky, fuzzy sensations of a cigarette-smoking binge. I haven’t smoke in ages. But, apparently, I’d been carrying around some smoker’s residue, and it was finally being exorcised! Very cool! And thoroughly disgusting! By morning it had mostly dissipated. (Thank the stars!)
That very same night, I had some very toxic dreams. And I don’t mean regular nightmares. I’ve had plenty of those. These dreams were different. They had real meaning and emotion attached to them in a way that my nightmares never do. Some of the scenarios I recognized, and others I didn’t, but I was clearly releasing some old residual emotions in addition to all the physical releasing I was experiencing. Again, very cool to be releasing these things, but quite unpleasant, uncomfortable and un-fun when it’s happening. I awoke the next morning feeling tired, but pretty good, with the exception of my Left shoulder. Somehow, in all the retched dreaming, I managed to injure it. (It still hurts even now.)
So, I’m not even fully participating in the Diet and already my body is responding favorably. This is a good confirmation of my decision to commit to healing. My body is ready for it. My Self is ready for it. And the Universe has even sent me some unlooked for guidance in the form of an old friend with whom I just serendipitously reconnected. She was subbing the yoga class I went to on Saturday morning. When I told her I was just transitioning into the Body Ecology Diet, she revealed that she had done the Diet for two years. She offered me her contact info along with her support and the promise of some tips that can make the process easier.
Another couple weeks of transitioning, and then it’s on! I suppose this is my valentine to my Self. I love me so much that I am giving my Self the gift of healing! I hope your valentine gifts are just as wonderful.
QUESTION: Have any of you had experiences with the Body Ecology Diet? If so, do you have any thoughts on how to get started easily and frugally? Or any tips, in general?
Happy Valentines, Day, darlings!