Diagnosis: Inbalance, inbalance, inbalance

The other day a Naturopath told me what the medical doctors could not. My miscarriages were due to an inbalance in my digestive system which has effected my immune and hormonal system. Knowing that there are things I can do to create balance and wellness in my body again does not take away the pain that I felt with the loss of two unborn children, but it does help bring closure.

I couldn't have known that my system was so out of whack -- well, actually, I sort of did, now that I think about it. Suffering from insomnia and fatigue for years, crashing and "burning out" once a year, and constant stomack aches and cramps were all symptoms of something that I couldn't put my finger on.

Next month my naturopath will give me a new diet and recommendations to bring my system back into balance.

The first step this month is to get me sleeping regularily and to begin to get my digestive system working the way its supposed to ie. absorb nutrients -- release toxins.

I'll let you know how it goes.

I love to meditate

Last night, my daughter and I attended a 19-Day Feast at our friend’s home. A 19 Day Feast is a time when Baha’is get together to pray, consult about current events, and enjoy refreshments together. By far, my favourite part of Feast is the prayer portion. I realize that my love for meditation was discovered when attending Feasts as a child. The first time I remember meditating and seeing others meditate was at a Feast when I was about 10 years old. During the prayer portion, I remember looking around the living room and seeing the 20 or so adults sitting on couches and chairs and on the floor. They were all still, had their hands folded in front of their chests, or resting motionlessly on their laps. One person would read prayers from a Baha’i prayer book, or recite a prayer by heart, while the others listened with their eyes closed. There would be silence after the prayer and then another would pray followed by more silence. I noticed how still everyone was and I tried to mimic it. I noticed how quiet the room was. Nothing could be heard but the words of God. There was such a beauty in that stillness. Even today as I reflect on those moments so long ago, I can sense the power of the stillness in those gatherings. Today as I start out on my day, I am grateful for the bounty of participating in Feast last night and can still feel the echoes of calm that it brought to my soul.