Sunday, January 3, 2010

Hope for a New World - 2010

When the clock struck midnight to bring in a new decade, Matthew and I toasted the new year with a champagne glass full of water and an organic orange. We savored each juicy morsel too. And though the 12 day fast was uneventful in the way of excitement and glamor, the benefits for our bodies' immune system and all the other 10 intimately connected body systems and our spirits will continue to surprise us for a long time to come, I'm certain.

I don't really want to go on and on about the fast except to say that I am thankful we've had the experience and I know my body is still carrying on the good work it started during the fast.


I'd like to speak on the topic of trusting our bodies. I haven't always trusted mine to do what I wanted it to do or what it is supposed to do. But I've not always put my body in the best possible position to do so either. Say, for instance, heal. But over the course of the last two years and a drastic change in diet, my body consistently reveals its own miraculous healing mechanisms to me. And I'm learning to trust that more and more.

I had a knee surgery in 2005 that was "routine". It was routine for the surgeon, not for me. He performs these surgeries on a regular basis. And on elite athletes. The Lakers, even. My knee surgeon is a God [sarcasm]. He is handsome, articulate, confident and talented. I trusted him and he performed the surgery. My knee was scheduled to return to 100% "normal".


And now almost 5 years later, I'm just now getting used to the idea that I was knocked out and then my knee was sliced open and fixed by a stranger. I'm amazed at the technology. I'm dumbfounded by the level of skill it takes to remove part of a ligament from one area of my body and then afix it to the injured area, replacing the damaged ligament and then closing my knee up to heal. It took months of rehab and I'm just now beginning to feel balance in my body.
Why am I talking about this?


Because the surgery was not life threatening. Because I had time to choose. Because, I thought long and hard about whether or not I elected this process and then I decided yes. But the surgery was not at all routine for me. The surgery was traumatic. The surgery was frightening. Going under anesthesia was unnerving. All of it. Not routine. At all. It had an impact on my physical body and mental well-being. That was an elective surgery.

And I think we should consider heart surgeries elective surgeries as well.

So what does this have to do with high nutrient eating? Well, I was thinking how we come to trust our doctors, surgeons and pharmacies more than our own instincts. I was thinking, in the time I had while I was fasting that we've become rather complacent in our own problem solving. I mean we're rather sophisticated humans in this day and age. I hear folks talk all the time about open heart surgery with the language used by a surgeon. The routine nature of it. The necessity of it all.

I beg to differ, my friends. The routine nature of the surgeries are for those brilliant mechanics that perform them. Brilliant and skilled? Yes, indeed. Necessary? Most often and in even the seemingly most deadly of cases, NOT necessary. Can you really imagine and let it sink in that a group of people you barely know will give you a risky pharmaceutical that will put you to sleep, then they'll skillfully, but unnecessarily, of course, "harvest" vessels from other areas of your body to graft or "sew on" to your own heart.

Next, they'll have to slice through your skin, muscles, nerves to get to your sternum and then use a powerful jigsaw to cut through your sternum, a very thick bone designed to protect the contents of your chest cavity. Yeah, they'll cut that in half in order to access your precious life giving organ, hoist your chest open with a vice, while they re-direct your blood flow to a machine that takes over oxygenating your tissues while they STOP your heart, and then the real unnecessary work begins of attaching and fixing and clearing diseased vasculature.


Meanwhile, if you'd stopped to consider another less invasive option, you might've made some changes to your diet and avoided all that heart-stopping stuff to begin with.

Now given the option of the above described procedure or consulting with someone like Dr. Fuhrman or any other number of doctor's who are equally as brilliant and knowledgeable as the surgeon and who aid in the reversal of this condition with what you eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner, I'm going with the latter option. How about you?

So, my question to you all is this: We manage to creatively solve thousands of problems in our lives. We've learned how to handle extraordinary tasks, jobs, families, stock portfolios, and businesses with all their obstacles and need for problem solving skills. Why is that when it comes to our health, we opt for giving all of our empowerment away to drugs and surgery?

Heart disease is reversible through diet - as is diabetes, rheumatoid arthritis, chronic headaches, depression, and a whole host of other disease that ail us regularly.


You don't have to your sternum or the sternum of someone you love sawed open and held that way with a vice while the beautiful heart organ is stopped. Not routine. Not necessary.

Until next time,
Be well little cell
Ruth and Matthew