living our best life possible – alternative medicine

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Welcome back my friends!  Thank you so very much for joining me again for our next question on living our best life possible.

The question this week is………what alternative medical treatment(s) or recommendations, if any, have given you positive results?

A traditional medical path has, up to this point, provided minimal relief from any of my chronic illnesses.  As a result, I have sought out more non-traditional and alternative medical professionals through this very long and winding path towards (hopefully) healing.  But, do to the high cost of alternative medicine, there are many paths that I have yet to explore – but hope to some day.

I have experienced benefits from various supplements, following a grain-free diet, meditation, walking when able, and seeing a medical massage therapist once on month to help with muscle and joint pain.

How about you?  Please share your experiences!

 

~ Please note – no one on here is providing medical advice, we are only sharing personal experiences that have helped us on our journey.

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don’t give up

 

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when the world seems stacked against you

and the wind is refusing to be at your back

 

lights appear to dim as you walk into a room

flowers wilt and die before your tired eyes

and those who are suppose to love you never seemed to care

 

these moments in life can overtake us

creating a sense of feeling unworthy, useless, spent

 

but you are so very beautiful and you are loved,

if not by those who fail to see your inherent worth,

 

remember you are cherished by the one who created you

and the beauty of life will reveal itself to you as

 

a new day will dawn

the fog will clear

and clouds will part

the rain will halt

the sun will shine

birds will sing

and flowers will bloom

 

 

 

my prayer for you

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that you experience true love

soaking in the sweetness of being loved for who you are

no matter what your failings, limitations or inabilities that may fill your body

 

that you feel safe in the arms of another

held when you are unsure or scared

lying closely as your heartbeats create a synchronous rhythm of comfort and respect

 

that your hand will be held with gentleness and caring to help guide you through life

you are comforted when ill

and protected when you are weak

 

that you find joy in their presence

your 1,000th kiss will feel like the first

and your day will not be complete without seeing the beauty of your love reflected back in their face

 

 

 

covered failings

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I was out with my entire family, something that rarely happens due to lack of funds and/ or my kids’ busy work, school and activity schedules.

During this rare treasured outing, my husband and I had purchased all of the kids a snack and they were sitting together on a bench eating, smiling, getting along and thanking us for the food.

In that moment, I became completely overwhelmed by what was playing out before me – happy, smiling, joking, loving, grateful, thankful kids.  Tears welled up in my eyes and I had a very hard time keeping myself from breaking down into uncontrolable sobs.  My son looked up at me and said, “mom, please don’t cry”  which made holding back the tears an even bigger challenge.

In the past, many of my tears were more about the guilt I have held onto for so long, raising kids while my illness took a front seat.  Having children before I knew I had these congenital illnesses, and the true horror of discovering that you have passed these nightmares onto the ones you love more than life itself.

But this is not what I was feeling in that moment.  Instead, I was caught up in pure love for my children, the extreme gratitude that God had blessed me with each one of them and felt me worthy of giving me such beautiful humans to care for.  God believed that I was worthy of being their mother, a gift I humbly treasure every – single – day.

Not only has God seen me worthy of such enormous blessings as my children, but that He has also covered over my failings, filled in the numerous cracks that I left as a ill and flawed human being.  He did what I had prayed and prayed that He would do, to make up for my many shortcomings as a parent, and despite my illnesses, allow my kids to grow up to be loving, caring, compassionate and unique individuals.  Prayers answered………and because of these gifts, my heart was too full with awe.  The happiness that flowed through my veins could not be contained within my body but instead flowed over and out my eyes………

They say that the window to one’s soul is through the eyes……….I hope my children could see that the tears were from the love overflowing in my heart for each one of them.

 

~ wendi is the author of two books that you can view here.

 

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soar

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Shatter the cage your body imprisons your mind with

Allow your spirit to remain free

To soar above the pain,

chaos

and

confusion

fear

and

uncertainty

Instead observe the magnificent beauty that surrounds you

Hidden by your perceived reality

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, which can be viewed here

 

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Tears

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There are days that I just can not pretend to be ok for one more second.  The pain. The fog.  The fear.  The unknown.  It gets the best of me, despite how hard I try to ignore it.  It is in these moments that I fall apart.

I cry a personal brook, weeping myself into moments of inconsolable sadness.  As I try to pull myself out of the despair, I think about all the people who have it worse, who are in their own part of the world crying their own personal stream………babbling to themselves that no one understands.

I visualize the tears of those who cry out for help………turning into streams………the streams all meeting up forming an ocean of tears…..

These tears are not seen by many, only those who live within the ocean, on an island of illness………..it is only when the winds pick up and the ocean gains strength enough to cry out do we really see the others who live here too.

But here in the ocean of tears, you find an abundance of life, completely different than what you would find on land –  but beautiful just the same.

 

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, you can view them here.

 

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books

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adventure in hand

thrown into another world

true blessed escape

 

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wendi, under the pen name Charlie Lee Austin, is the author of Frugal Seeds 501 Ways to Make, Save or Stretch a Dollar.  You can read it for free with Kindle Unlimited through Amazon.

love

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love

when you have nothing to prove,

nothing left to give,

nothing left to receive,

……and you still remain peacefully and joyfully steadfast.

 

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~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of  Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar

graveyard

 

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My graveyard of regrets overflows with markers

The place I would go to bury my unfulfilled hope and dreams

They lie entombed, not as a result of lack of effort or desire

But due to circumstances beyond my control

 

I don’t like to visit this dreadful space – yet it remains outside my front door

So I have made a plan to transform this place

Planting colorful flowers on each grave

With a prayer that each unfulfilled wish

Will create a place much more beautiful than before.

 

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~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar