SIBO & the magic of oregano oil

Its 9 minutes past midnight.  I can’t think of anything better to do when I can’t sleep, than write a blog.

I have a recurring food addiction with wheat. I know my body.  It does not like wheat.  It does not function on wheat.  Yet my brain tells me I love the texture and bite and gut filling satisfaction of wheat.  My brain is clearly very wrong in this equation.

Last week in a display of dumbness, I ordered fish and salad at the pub.  Of course it was battered fish with yummy fries.  Did I eat it?  Yes.  Because I’m a piglet and very stupid and I want to eat bread.  Its now 6 days later and I’m finally getting the last of that bad decision out of my system.  

I woke up this morning with 2 things on my mind – SIBO and Oil of oregano.

SIBO is Small Intestinal Bacterial Overgrowth. While I’ve been focusing on my large intestine, I’ve neglected to treat my VERY important small  intestine.  You can read a little about SIBO by clicking here.  No idea if SIBO is something I dreamed up, but I’ve skim read enough articles to know it fits my profile and I’m fairly certain my intuition is pointing me in the right direction on this occasion.  

Enter antibiotic/antibacterial extraordinaire – Oil of oregano.

Oil of oregano is one of my staple first aid kit medicines along with a packet of vegan capsules to take it with.  While I was in Bali it was a godsend with all the fungus, virus and bacteria present everywhere.  Dependant on the condition, usually 4 drops 2-3 times a day would fix most problems.  The only drawback is it destroys good gut bacteria so a round of probiotics is a good idea after using.  Or go hard on the fermented drinks, kefir, komboucha, rejuvelac, sauerkraut juice – whatever you prefer.  Go low sugar preferably.

So today I’ve had 2 doses of OOO and man do I feel like a million dollars compared to this time last week.  

I’ve peed out copious anounts of retained water and at 00:34 I’m getting up for the 3rd time in 50 mins to pee again.  Magic.

Seriously, why do I do this to myself??

No more wheat!!!

Project for next available free time – make life changing bread.  This is is a yummy wheat free, full of nuts and seeds loaf that tastes great toasted with avo and a marmite-like healthy organic yeast spread (sans the additional sugar).  For the recipe, click here.

I will double this recipe so it makes a fuller square sized piece of bread rather than a small rectangle.  This is very similar to the loaf that Hapi in Napier makes which retails for $26.  This recipe is much cheaper and you can use more seeds and less nuts for a better value loaf.

Happy wheatfree living everyone 💜

Very interesting blog article

How the red moon woman rolls

Exit stage left boys – this one’s for the women out there – especially the ones who are hormonally challenged.

Hormones are pretty hard to understand. Even if I’m trying hard to listen to my bodies signals, the messages are often cryptic and confusing when it comes to chick health.

Enter lunar wisdom.  I’ve been following and taking note of moon cycles for a couple of years now….Because my banker brain needed to be convinced that there was some substance to this hoodoo voodoo.  Well all I needed to do was accept what I already knew.  If the moon can move oceans – how can it not affect everything else on earth, including my own body?  For years we have sowed and harvested by the moon cycle.  Lunar power has been accepted for centuries.   Any farmer worth his salt knows sowing seeds on the full moon ensures a bountiful harvest.

After deliberating over tides and almanacs, and as I pondered the mysteries of the feminine, I thought I’d pull up the history from my handy app P tracker and take note of what moon I’ve been cycling on. 

Overall when I’m cycling regularly my period arrives on average 3 days before the full moon.  You’ll read below why this is seen to be unusual:

 I’ve literally copied and pasted the bulk of this blog as it resonated so strongly with me.  For this I need to cite Zagra Haji of yogagoddess.  The reference to the full article is noted below.  

There are two traditional patterns women’s cycles can follow – the Red Moon cycle or the White moon cycle.

You won’t find a lot of literature about women who cycle with the Red Moon. My guess is that’s because of what menstruating with the full moon represented in the past. According to Miranda Gray, this cycle was linked to the archetype of the seductress, the enchantress and the woman who knew how to wield healing power and magic. This was the kind of woman whose sexuality was applied to something ‘other than’ the formation of the next generation. She was considered by our patriarchal ancestors to be the ‘evil woman.’

In truth, the Red Moon cycle belonged to the medicine women, to the midwives, the magic-makers and the wisdom keepers of the community.  These women were not focusing their feminine energies to give birth to children. Rather their energy was used to empower other women and their communities. The first time I read Miranda’s book Red Moon this idea really resonated with me.  I saw myself as the healer-woman. The woman who dives deep into her depths to develop her self-awareness and then turns her energy out to help the world.  I remembered my Great-Grandmother who was a medicine woman and a midwife. And I had a profound aha-moment. That’s why all my Dad’s brothers and sisters called me dadi-ma growing up! They saw me as their grandmother in more ways than they realized. Now I see too, because the Red Moon cycle is also known as the ‘Wise woman’s cycle.’ When a woman ovulates with the full moon her body is following the White Moon cycle. Her body acts as a perfect mirror for the fertility of the earth since the earth herself is most fertile under the light of the full moon. We know this because of bio-dynamic farming practices, which show us that when seeds are planted by the full moon, harvests are most abundant. The White Moon cycle represents the fertile power of women and was considered the cycle of the ‘good mother.’ These women were the ones who were celebrated in patriarchal times under the full moon fires with ceremony and fertility rites.

For me it’s very important to emphasize, whether you tend to menstruate with the full moon or new moon, that both cycles are expressions of the feminine energies and neither is more powerful or more “right” than the other. Instead, they each have their unique role to play in your life as a woman. If your body follows the White Moon cycle you might ask yourself – Are you desiring children? Do you spend a lot of time ‘mothering?’  If you said yes, that’s lovely. Your body is in harmonious balance with the natural fertility of the earth.

If you’re experiencing the opposite cycle where you ovulate at the dark moon and menstruate at the full moon I wonder – Do you desire self- exploration and self-expression? Has your role of mothering children completed? Or is it a role you’re postponing for the future or not planning on at all?

Miranda Gray says, “A woman with the White Moon cycle, bleeding with the dark (new) Moon, becomes linked to the deepest levels of her awareness, reminding her that there exists more than just the world she sees, because she is the carrier of the seed of life. A woman with a Red Moon cycle, bleeding with the full moon, brings the energies and mysteries of her inner darkness out into the world around her as a gift and an offering of the depths of her learning.” Just beautiful isn’t it?

I’d also love you to know that our cycle has a tendency to change along with our life circumstances, emotions, ambitions and goals. I imagine that when I get married and start to plan for a family, my cycle will shift orientation to reflect the change of focus in my life. I don’t believe I’ll need to ‘do’ anything differently to make it happen.

What about you? Do you follow the Red Moon or the White Moon cycle? 

Reference 1

The road less travelled

There are times over the last 3 years when I’ve neglected to admit that my inner turmoil was as a result of my grief process.  It would be true to say that grief was not the reason for it, but it most certainly was the catalyst.  Grief shone a light on all those areas of me and my life that I did not like.  Without mercy, it kept taking me through repeat iterations of the same story until I had the capacity to really listen…..Actually capacity is not even an accurate description.  It was the desperation to change feelings of discomfort, sadness, frustration that motivated me to continue seeking.  Most of the time I didn’t know what I was seeking…mainly I just felt lost with a distinct lack of control over….everything.

I’m an Aries so I don’t tend to spend much time on stuff.  Its challenging to kept myself interested in a project for any length of time. So over the past 3 years I’ve fleetingly engaged in tasks pursuing wellbeing and happiness,  then disengaged, then reengaged half heartedly..then… promptly forgotten everything and returned to my usual state of being.  Such was my rollercoaster.

This weekend I’m on a cycling adventure with 20 yogi’s along the Clutha river.  

And this morning I’m sitting in a massage chair in a fabulous little townhouse in the little south island town of Lawrence.   And  suddenly between massage settings, a thought hit my grey matter.  

I feel at peace.  And I feel satisfied.  And I’m feeling the love.  And I’ve been feeling at peace and in love space 24/7 for a whole month.

Its taken me 3 years and 5 months to get to this place – a process which I thought I’d have aced in 2 years max (said the competitive Aries in me).  

But you can’t rush the process of grief.  It unravels as required.  There’s no doubt that I’ve exacerbated the pain by refusing to learn a few key lessons sooner.  But as any ‘conscious’ person would understand the concept of – this is as it is and was always meant to be.   

On my 12 minute Main St tour of Lawrence I popped into the info centre and picked up a book called The road less travelled.  For $1 it seemed like a good deal.  The tagline: ‘A new psychology of love, traditional values and spiritual growth’.

Well it turns out it was the 2nd in the series so I downloaded the first onto my kindle (with free Lawrence WIFI – yes all 470 residents plus everyone who passes through gets free WIFI – score! & what a fab idea😊).

Of course the wisdom that Scott Peck has to tell me through this book is just what I needed to hear right now and certainly inspired this blog.

The first paragraph:

LIFE IS DIFFICULT. This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths.  1 It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult – once we truly understand and accept it – then life is no longer difficult. Because once it is accepted, the fact that life is difficult no longer matters.

What makes life difficult is that the process of confronting and solving problems is a painful one.

Thank you Scott for writing such an easy to read, down to earth and frank guide to the psyche of the human mind.  Because that definition really resonates with me and I can’t think of a more perfect place to receive this wisdom than amongst a group of yogis and cyclists embracing the beauty of nature, life and people.

Because now I get it.  Instead of being in the washing machine, I’ve transitioned.  I’ve taking the guidance and actioned it.  And now I’m no longer suffering separation of Mind, body, Soul. They’re in complete alignment.  

I was on the road less travelled.  I still am.  And I’m all the better for it.

Star gifts:

It was once said:

God stood before his twelve children and into each of them planted the seed of human life. One by one each child stepped forward to receive his appointed gift:

 

AriesTo you Aries I give the seed first that you might have the honor of planting it. That for every seed you plant one million more will multiply in your hand. You will not have time to see the seed grow, for everything you plant creates more that must be planted. You will be the first to penetrate the soil of people’s minds with My Idea. But it is not your job to nourish the Idea, nor to question it. Your life is action, and the only action I ascribe to you is to begin making men aware of My Creation. For your good work I give you the virtue of Self-Esteem.

To view your star gift, click here.

Grain brain – linking the brain & gut

The book with this title is worth a read – it hypothesises around the connection between wheat and a myriad of health conditions.  Recommend.

Gluten free has become a ‘thing’ of immense proportions in the food industry, generating millions of dollars in revenue as people seek the right health food.  There are celiacs yes, and there’s everyone else who some cynics guffaw at – those ‘gluten sensitive’ souls who they postulate might be imagining the symptoms they’re suffering from just because they’ve heard that carbs are fattening – well carbs are fattening! – they’re a diabetics worst nightmare.  Diabetes is a lifestyle disease. Lifestyle disease = you should be changing your daily habits….anyways….I diverge….

Its true that grains have changed.  Rise up the GMO grain.  Rise up mass industrialisation.  Rise up all the extras chemicals, additives, preservatives, colours and ‘stuff you can’t pronounce’ in your food.  All so it arrives at your supermarket looking the same that it did 2 weeks ago.  It could be any one of these things that have changed the face of grain.

One can only get a true sense of how it affects your own delicate inner terrain.  After 2 weeks of eating like a rabbit on bowels of leafy greens and glasses of wheatgrass, my system was well and truly purged of wheat.  The human body is amazing like that – within 3 days, the flora has begun to change for the better.

When I arrived back into the country to hot cross bun territory – I couldn’t resist and downed a couple of packets.  Well I’ve never felt so crappy.  In the past I had dialled wheat (and most starches), dairy and sugar out of my lifestyle, but –  I do have a real weakness for crispy, fluffy, spicy buns (not fruit peel!!!) slathered in loads of salted NZ butter.  Alas, my internal flora rebelled and I swelled up like a melon.

When I visited my new favourite psychic, Deirdre Cotton, the first telling off from her was ‘I feel bloated and pregnant (ie she was feeling what I was feeling).  You need to stop eating wheat.  You used to be so good at this (skipping wheat, dairy, sugar), but recently, no…just STOP IT!!!!

So I did.  And I’m retaining less water and I feel less bloated.

Funnily my aunty has late onset celiacs, so I wonder… ???

So its time now for me to not only cut out all of my wheat and starch but also to cut out ALL of the food that I’ve been indulging in that I have cravings for.  To be fair the KFC ended when a colleagues daughter started work at the drive thru and I felt like a fraudster getting my fast food hit …I mean…hormone pumped, enzyme-less, putrid flesh with nil nutrition!! – but it tastes soooo good 😦

and guess what …there’s wheat in that shitty bird…

If you take a watch of the link below, you’ll understand that food really is medicine and I’m not lying to you.  Neuro-degenerative diseases of the brain like depression, anxiety, autism, dementia, Parkinsons, alzheimers, bi-polar and schizophrenia are results of poor gut flora.

Case in point – I reappear from my 3 weeks of relaxation and eating grass and its like I picked up my mojo and bought it back in my suitcase.  My brain is no longer fuzzy.  My outlook can’t stop being positive.  I’m all smiley.  I’m up at 4am and getting 6 hours of sleep and feeling full of energy and vitality.  I’m doing a 30 day hot yoga challenge, netball and bootcamp once a week and started cycling.  I’m growing, sprouting and operating at 200% better efficiency.  I’m literally feeling the LOVE.  Like I LOVE everything …. and THAT my friends is a couple of kgs of dancing, freakin’ happy good gut biota.

Namaste

#dialoutwheat

 

If you want to educate yourself a little more from a scientific perspective, click on this link.

Transforming cellular Memory in 30 days

When I was on my Bali sojourn I joined a retreat in TCM with Don Hansen.  As the name suggests, it was transformative.  It was a game changer.  And it added to my understanding of me and the human psyche.  

Fast forward 18 months and those same concepts are being reinforced.  The basic premise of TCM is that every emotion, trauma and psychological imbalance is stored within the  cells of the human body.  This causes not only emotional imbalance (unhappiness) but also physical imbalance ie a move away from homeostasis – that place where your body can heal itself.

 I’m Day 7 of a 30 day hot yoga challenge and I’m starting to feel changes in my body already.  They are physical, sure.  My skin is dry.  I’m getting cramp in my feet.  My digestion has changed (positively).  My hormones are balancing out (for the better).  My muscles are flexible and strong.  My complexion is clear.  I’m feeling a little exhausted too.  But I’m loving my new home and community at The Dharma Room.  

The biggest transformation has been unravelling stuck trauma.  Anyone who really knows yoga, knows its not about exercise.  Its about the connection – mind, body, Soul.  Preferably the mind steps aside to allow us to work deep into the cells.

It happened on day 5.  Which happened to be 10 days back into work after a very relaxing 3 week break of relaxation and detox.  I was halfway through a vinyasa flow class and struggling with an asana that required a right hip opener.  I felt so much anger.  I was angry at the teacher for holding it so long.  I was angry that we were only halfway through the class.  I was angry with work (despite loving work since back from break).  It was intense.  And it was provoking.  2 years ago on my first 10 day juice fast, one of my now close friends who practises reiki told me I was storing a lot of anger.  I personally didn’t feel it.  I guess it was buried deep. 

Most of my emotions ARE buried.  Mainly under layers of stress, guilt and anxiety.  But in hindsight, and when I read back on my blogs, anger has always been my go to emotion.  It feels far less vulnerable to be angry than sad or scared or overwhelmed.  

My little Puerto Rico experience really helped me to find my mojo again.  The drive, the passion, the excitement, the clarity and the control have all flooded back into me in a renewed feeling of vigor.  ‘I’m back!’ my cells are screaming.  I’m back – get out of my fkn way – or I will mow you down.  No its not the most zen states of mind but I tell you what….It feels good to unwrap another layer.  My poor little inner child – my blue eyed, blonde ringlet haired cherub ray of light has been crushed and dumped in a dark dirty closet and left to rot.  She forgot how to have fun and its been too long.  She had given up all hope and she is  sad…so sad that she wanted to disappear because there was no hope.  Its going to take some time to restore her faith in humanity…in me…in anything..so she can feel safe again.  

In the meantime that anger is protecting me and that child.  But eventually its use will come to an end.  Like a thick layer of  calcium covering my heart, it will crack.  It will dissolve.  And perhaps in many years of yoga…it might even disappear.  

And its back to the mat for me at 9.30am this morning, a bit teary eyed – ready to work a few more demons out…and let a bit more light in.

Buhir mukh munus

– sanskrit for ‘let the mind out of the heart’

Namaste