Science: Bane or Benefit?

Reaching for the Sky?

I try to provoke thought on a variety of questions that are relevant to life here in the physical world in the year 2011. My intention is only to open a dialogue, offer another viewpoint from the conventional wisdom or even the prevailing thought in alternative living. With that said, let’s dive in and see what comes up.

 

A couple of posts ago, I mentioned an interview Aimee and I heard with Dr. Natasha Campbell-McBride on www.oneradionetwork.com. We were struck by her forthright answers and insights and went right out and got her book. Just finished it this week and feel compelled to comment on it before I get to the major topic on my mind. The premise of DCM’s book is this: the human digestive system, from opening to opening, is populated by a spectrum of bacteria and yeasts that perform a variety of functions. When this population is in a healthful balance, it controls everything from immune function to neurological and cognitive health, thus the title of her book—Gut and Psychology Syndrome. But when this balance goes awry, and the unfriendly critters overgrow and gain the upper hand, a cascade of dysfunctional conditions follow, and she is quick to reiterate the list throughout the book. For this a little editing would be recommended. But it is a minor irritant in what is otherwise an incandescent and edifying book that I unreservedly recommend. For us it has irreversibly altered our thinking about health and set us on a course toward the complete rebuilding of our gut health and, by extension, our overall health. Read this book and be prepared for a course correction!

 

Now to the subject at hand: Has Science been a help or a hindrance in our advancement as a species? I approach this topic with my tongue firm against my cheek, for I am sitting comfortably in our favorite coffee house, sipping the coffee of the day, while writing this blog on my brand new MacBook Pro laptop, shielded from the harsh elements outdoors, enjoying a perfect indoor climate. Part of me feels grateful for the scientific advancements that have made all of this possible, and that I am. But let’s step back for a moment and take a larger view of life on earth, how it has changed over the past several hundred years, and what impact that has had on human health—physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. At the center of this change has been the revered (in some circles) and feared (in others) system we call Science. Unless you: live outdoors in a tipi or a yurt; have no electricity, running water, sewage or septic service; cook and heat only with wood; have no phone, computer, television, radio, stove or oven; and hunt, forage, or otherwise cultivate all of your food, make your own clothes (or wear none!)— then you have fallen under the spell of Science and its child, Technology. Of course, you wouldn’t be reading this otherwise! So let’s assume that you and I and everyone else we know lives within the bubble that we’ve created using Science and Technology. The questions before us are: How has this impacted our lives and is it, in the main, beneficial?

 

An analogy is appropriate here. Let’s look to the Martial Arts for clarification. The neophyte Martial Arts student enters the dojo to study with the sensei with an immature and naive view that he or she will learn the techniques of fighting and self-defense in order to become a respected classmate. If the sensei is only interested in attracting students, that is probably what the student will learn—techniques. There will be little or no understanding of the spiritual significance of the training imparted, only an achievement of technical proficiency. But the true teacher ensures the student is deeply trained in the real purpose of the Martial Arts—the creation of a peaceful, spiritually-centered warrior who never uses his lethal training for harming others or furthering his or her own agenda. The true teacher sees to it that the student is given both knowledge and wisdom. The student eventually becomes the Master, and the cycle of tutelage continues for generations.

 

Now let’s look at Science and how this analogy applies. The Scientist is like the student seeking only knowledge about the techniques of life, the mechanics, the surface of things. The Scientist obtains a little knowledge, publishes the information, then leaves it up to others to decide its application. Or worse, accepts monetary remuneration from a commercially interested party, and hands the knowledge over to that party in order for them to further a personal agenda. The “impartiality” of the Scientist precludes them from developing an ethical or spiritual relationship with this information. Thus, immature Souls, armed with little bits of information compartmentalized from the Greater Wisdom, are given powerful tools to wield with little or no concern for consequences.

 

The question becomes this: Is it the commercial interests and their application of Science that has muddied the ethical waters? Or is the Scientific paradigm flawed at its core? The first place I look to examine this dilemma is the field of diet and nutrition. For countless generations, wise peoples across the planet thrived on diets that were a natural extension of their surroundings. If they lived in the tropics, their diets were primarily a combination of animal and plant foods that could be hunted and gathered within a brief walk from their home or village, probably fish and other seafood, as well as fruits born by local trees and other plants. The food was always local and seasonal, existed in its natural state without tinkering by nutritional scientists, and consumed with minimal processing. These principles would apply to peoples of other regions of the earth, temperate climates where half the year temperatures were cold and plant food was scarce. These peoples ate large quantities of animal fat since they knew, from accumulated wisdom, that this was the food their bodies needed to best survive the harsh conditions where they lived. Although both cultures, and all the others as well, existed largely free of the rampant diseases of civilization that plague contemporary man, their diets were not determined by current scientific thought on what constitutes ideal human health. None of these peoples ever heard the terms protein, carbohydrate, fat, essential fatty acid, Omega 3 this or Omega 6 that, linoleic acid, vitamin, mineral, RDA, or any other lingo common to the world of science as it applies to nutrition. Their food choices were based entirely on availability and cultural wisdom. Regardless of where one stands on the questions posed above, should we come to the conclusion that science has advanced our understanding of nutrition and its relationship to human health even one iota?

 

It’s obvious that science today has been greatly corrupted by commercial interests, since the currents of thought and practices have steered us toward food choices that feed the coffers of powerful corporations, while leaving an unsuspecting population vulnerable to compromised health on a pandemic scale. “Science,” through flawed and biased research, determined that dietary cholesterol is a major contributor to heart disease, foisting a largely grain-based diet on generations of people who now “enjoy” not only rampant heart disease, but morbid obesity, cancer, diabetes, auto-immunity, and a host of other diseases that exist at rates astronomically higher than at any other time in history. In fact, most of these disease were virtually unknown as recently as 50 years ago, when western diets were much higher in meat and animal fat than they are today. If and when Science sees the error of its ways and admits to a colossal mistake, should we then place our faith in scientists that advocate some other way to eat? What credibility should we give them then, when their failures have been so catastrophic before? And this only applies in the field of nutrition. What about nuclear technology, petroleum and its various ravages on the planet, the proliferation of EMF’s through wireless and wired technology, pharmaceuticalism, and short-sighted, slash and burn medical practice?

 

Beautifully, the following illustration fell neatly into my lap this morning when Aimee read a short column, “Stay Healthy,” from the Sunday paper’s Parade Magazine. The subtitle reads, “New Wisdom for Healthy Hearts.” It goes like this:

Old Advice: Thirty minutes of daily exercise is enough to keep your heart healthy.

New Advice: The latest research shows that women need a full hour of moderate activity each day to reduce their risk for heart disease. But this doesn’t have to mean logging time at the gym—it could include doing yard work, washing the car, or taking a brisk walk around the neighborhood.

Old Advice: All adults should take a daily aspirin to help prevent a heart attack.

New Advice: Take daily aspirin only if you’re over 65, have had a heart attack, or are at high risk for heart disease. Otherwise, the potential benefits are likely outweighed by health risks [like gastro-intestinal bleeding] that come from taking too much aspirin.

 

There’s more of course. But this excerpt should suffice to illustrate my point. “Science” is constantly changing its mind because it, by its very nature, only looks at small, compartmentalized, short-term viewpoints. It would be like looking out a small hole cut in the wall of your house, making an observation about the weather or the birds or the trees or the sky, then issuing a pronouncement that you recommend such and such. There’s so much more to see and know that any declaration would be silly, at best, and potentially dangerous. Yet that is exactly what we get from Science—short-sighted, myopic “studies” that steer us in one direction, for a time, then careen us off in another, with little or no concern for the consequences of either!

 

There’s a spiritual caveat that I want to throw into the mix here. It’s based on the premise that we, as spiritual beings/Soul, agree to the conditions that exist whenever we incarnate into this or any other world. Consider, also, that the true purpose of this or any other reality is to act as a classroom where we are schooled in the fine art of divine love. So whether the scenario involves science and technology, living in and with Nature, or coming up against the actions and practices of the other people who co-inhabit the earth with us, the underlying purpose remains the same—gathering experiences that will prompt us to unfold more deeply into our divine nature as Soul. This could mean choosing to live apart from the technological world. Or it might also be a doorway into becoming a greater channel for God by developing tolerance and compassion. Stepping up to the task of bringing to others an awareness of how to live with greater wisdom in the information age is certainly a spiritually noble way to serve Life. The balance, of course, exists between actively and passionately campaigning for this kind of change while developing a true acceptance that everything that is now, ever has been, and always will be the very best conditions for the spiritual growth of all concerned. That is exactly how I view the world.

 

Just one more analogy to further the discussion. When a wise parent sees the child developing toward maturity, the parent is careful not make the path too smooth, knowing that pebbles in the road will serve to strengthen and prepare the child for the difficulties of adulthood. The reality is this: each Soul will eventually learn all it needs to become a Wise One. In traditional cultures, the Greater Wisdom was woven into the fabric of the culture. Each member was imbued with this wisdom literally at birth, guided in the maturation process by wise elders that themselves had been taught by those who had gone before them. This Wisdom was built on generations of experience by those who had lived closely with Nature and its fundamental laws. This included laws that govern spiritual as well as physical growth. These cultures understood that the physical appearance of things is only the start, never the finish. What lies beyond the surface is always where the most importance lives. As I observe it, Science has only delayed, deterred, or completely blocked the natural unfolding of wisdom. It has “enabled” us in the psychobabble sense of the word, giving us shelter from difficulties that are intended for our growth into mature spiritual beings.

Although I’m reluctant to admit it—for it means doing more for myself and my sustenance and sustainability—I no longer wish to live inside this protective bubble created by Science and Technology. I’m ready to start growing up now.

 

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My Story continues…June 8, 2010

Tuesday June 8, 2010
I usually write my blog on Tuesday, because Denny teaches a painting class on Tuesday nights, so it’s a good night for me. I wanted to write about this incredible experience I had yesterday. I had an appointment with Denise McMahon, who does Nutritional Response Testing. The definition of Nutritional Response Testing, from her brochure is:

“ It’s a very precise method using the body’s own Neurological Reflexes and Acupuncture Points to identify weaknesses caused by food or immune related changes, heavy metals or toxic chemicals, and to identify what supplements, or combination of supplements your body actually needs tom help it to improve ity’s systemic functions. I.e. Central Nervous, Circulatory, Digestive, Endocrine and other Bodily Systems. It can also identify specific organ nutritional challenges.”

Well I had an incredible appointment. First of all, Denise spent 2 1/2 hours with me, she and her husband. This was the most advanced form of muscle testing I have ever witnessed. Her website is www.btnwhc.com. I found out a lot of things that I had been picking up on, but was unsure I wanted to trust—like I should be staying away from Yerba Mate and chocolate. Chocolate has really been causing high blood sugars. And raw cheese and raw milk and raw cream! These things I had been really enjoying, but every time I ate them my blood sugars would go up. I guess I was ignoring my feelings about these things, because I really liked them, but there’s something about seeing Denise’s husband, Rick’s arm get weak that really convinced me. Denise has her husband place his hand on my shoulder and then muscle test me through him. That was really interesting. We discovered a lot about my health conditions, like that a virus was causing the type 1 diabetes. So there were certain supplements that will drain the virus out of my body. One of these supplements is Black Radish!  Black radish is mentioned by David Wolfe in the longevity program for cleansing the kidney! Oh, and we found my hands wanted iodine to help them heal! I had heard about iodine for dupuytren’s contracture but I had forgotten about it. Denise had hundreds of vials in the office and my body CHOSE iodine!!  Well that’s all for tonight, I will keep you up to date on my progress.
Aimee

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My Story – Part 1

Aimeepic
I’m starting this blog on our new web site, to keep a record of what I’m up to for whomever is interested, but also for myself.
I’ll start with some background, or history. A lot of this story is in our book, Live in Magic, but I’ll tell it here. I was born in 1954, pretty sickly from the start, premature, crossed eyes, ear infections… At 3 years old I was put under for an eye operation and a tonsillectomy. I was raised, as many of you were, on the Standard American Diet, canned food, industrial meat, processed food, white bread, lots of sugar, AND prescribed medicine for every little cough, headache (of which there were a lot), menstrual cramp, stomach upset, a lot of that too! So, of course I was sick, I felt terrible pretty much all the time and at 16, a particularly sicky year, after a yearlong course of antibiotics for my acne, duh, I was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. If any one is interested, my symptoms were constant thirst, bad stomach upset, very low energy and this month I am celebrating,—yay—my 39th year since my diagnosis! April 1971. The doctors put me on insulin injections right away, in the hospital I was taught how to shoot a syringe into an orange, then, my thigh, how to test my urine for sugar (they came out with at home blood testers much later, I got my first in 1985) and what I was supposed to eat. After a few months on this new diet, I pretty much knew the doctors were clueless. They had me on so many calories and carbs that I was gaining weight puffing up and knew if I kept up the American Diabetic Association plan I would not only be fat , I would be sick, sick, sick. The doctors of course told me I would be on insulin injections for the rest of my life, and I believed them for a few years. Right after I graduated from college in 1976, I started finding books in the school library on vegetarianism, which brought me to the health food store in search of more information. There I found books like Back to Eden, by Jethro Kloss, and the Herbalist magazine. I soaked it up, reading from any book on health I could get my hands on, including Are You Confused by Paavo Airola. But I believe it was Adelle Davis’ book How to Get Well which convinced me that I could get well, and one day be free of insulin injections! Being the hippy/ vegetarian I was, I promptly ignored the fact that Adelle Davis did not encourage vegetarianism, if my memory serves me, she advocated eating beef liver for healthy blood!
I began with the study of herbs, trying anything that promised lowering blood sugar or being good for diabetes. At this point I had been on injected insulin for 6 years and distinctly remember in Back to Eden, Kloss saying if a patient had been on insulin longer that a year, he had never been able to get them off of it. But I knew I would be the exception. I believe he kept them in bed— I can’t really remember and don’t have the book anymore. Anyway the point is back in 1977, when I was reading this, I was discouraged by what he said and felt somewhat sabotaged. But deep down I still believed I could be healed, so I kept trying to find out how. When a copy of Ann Wigmore’s, Recipes For a Longer Life came to the health food store, I read it and started on a raw food diet. Now, I was living in Louisiana, in 1978, running a cafe at the health food store, and basically all I understood was everything I ate should be raw, uncooked. So, for the next year I ate salads and fruit salads and a few nut pates. After a few months I got really hungry and started pigging out on dried fruit, which I am sure raised my blood sugar dangerously high, but all I had were urine tests and yes my blood sugars were high, but how high? All I knew was I felt terrible, so I quit after a year.
Over the next about twenty five years, I ate a whole food diet, shopping at the health food store, mostly vegetarian, vegan for many years, ovo-lacto vegetarian using natural remedies, getting married, having 3 kids. On and off I would experiment with healing herbs and try different diets, The Zone, Fit for Life, hoping to find an answer to my wish of becoming well. By 1994, I was pretty sick. I was achy all over, my body was so stiff I couldn’t run around with my kids, I couldn’t hold my head up if I was watching a movie, I had frozen shoulders, frozen hips– what was going on? At that time these symptoms were not on the list for “diabetic complications” as they are now. They are still not on a lot of lists. I thought I had some new disease that “they” hadn’t discovered yet or at least I hadn’t heard of. I went to chiropractors, massage therapists, lymphatic massage, myo-fascia release, Somatics , a physiatrist, nobody could help me. I also tried Hulda Clarks, Cure for All Diseases. You had to stop using all metal, jewelry (got my wedding ring cut off) sold my pots and pans at a garage sale. Did the gall bladder cleanse, liver cleanse and parasite cleanse. And for 2 days after my blood sugars were really low, like I didn’t need insulin ( but I could never replicate it later). Maybe I should have stayed on it, now that I am thinking about it? Well, anyway I still didn’t feel better so I decided to try Ann Wigmore again and I went raw for a few months, but only got worse. So I started to do research, well kinda, no computer, no internet, no Google. A diabetic friend sent me an article from a diabetic magazine about frozen shoulders being a complication from diabetes and high blood sugars, written by a Dr. Richard Bernstein who had an unorthodox diet and insulin program that was helping diabetics manages the disease and cure their complications. He had 2 tapes for sale, his book would be out in several months. I ordered the tapes, and when they came my husband Denny and I listened to them, so excitedly. My life changed dramatically the very next day. Following Dr Bernstein’s plan, this long time vegetarian started eating fish, meat (chicken and turkey) and went from 1 injection to 5 injections a day. Dr Bernstein’s diet was very low carb (30 grams a day) and high protein. I started feeling better almost immediately and in a few months I was no longer stiff. The frozen joints took much longer to heal but eventually they did. My hbA1c’s came down to 5.6. then 5.3 and even 4.9! The hbA1c is a measurement of blood sugar average over a 3 month period. A person without diabetes is around 5 and most diabetics are happy to be under 7.0. This mainly means that a good A1c indicates no damage from the diabetes is being done to your body. I stayed on this diet for the next 7 years and actually remained very strong and healthy and happy!
April 20, 2010
I’m continuing my story. I am now up to the spring of 2003. Denny and I did a year of the blood type diet during the Bernstein diet, but it had no effect on my insulin levels. I was still trying some vitamins and herbs hoping for some improvement like reduction of insulin needed to keep my blood sugars balanced. I decided to see a nurse practitioner, who was very holistic, in hopes that she could help me. I bought a whole lot of supplements from her office, spent about $200 and then, on the way home from the appointment I got a call about a raw family giving a talk at a local health food store. I wanted to go, but I had just spent all that money buying supplements! I had to give them a try. Later, I talked to my friend who went and she told me that their son, Serge had been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes, but, instead of going on insulin injections he went on a raw diet and got well. How could I not try it? I waited, tried the supplements, they didn’t seem to change anything. Then while on a trip to Louisiana, we stopped at a local coffee house, that also had smoothies, wheat grass shots and a few raw items, and my friend introduced me to Dr. David Jubb, who was a friend of the owner and was helping him with his health issues. I was very impressed with David Jubb and while he was “reading” my health without me saying anything, I agreed to call him back in NYC when we were both back at home.
I called Dr. Jubb and ordered the supplements he recommended. When they came in the mail, I started my 2 week soup cleanse, beginning on May 1, 2003, along with liver and gall bladder cleanses. I did 4 weeks all together and then started on a raw food diet. David Jubb had said that I would need 9 of these cleanses to heal. Each cleanse included the liver/gall bladder cleanse every third day—five for each 2 weeks! That includes drinking a cup of olive oil straight up. The olive oil nauseated me so much that I just couldn’t do it past the 4 weeks. That alone was 10 cups of olive oil! Yuk!
I was happy to go on the raw food diet. It was such a relief! I started having a lot of fun playing with the recipes, learning a whole new way of preparing food!
To be continued….
Wednesday April 21, 2010
Then in November of 2003 I heard about a colon-hydrotherapist in my town who was a raw foodist. I started seeing her and went on a series of 5 day fasts along with 2 colonics a day during the fast. I had really good results with reducing my insulin needs. Over the next year I did 3 fasts and continued to feel really good on the raw food diet. My insulin requirements lowered by about two-thirds from 24 total units a day on the low carb diet to six units a day after a fast. My insulin needs would go up after I introduced food and would hover around 8, 9, to 12 or so.

Wednesday April 28, 2010
I was starting to develop a lot  of raw recipes, bought a lot of Raw Food books, studied and read them. I could instinctively, I guess because of my experience in the kitchen, be able to tell which recipes would have good results and which would be flops! I kept experimenting with my own raw recipes. Denny had always supported me in all of my experiments with my diet over the years and had always been my taster. Of course I was trying out all my recipes on him, as well as my friends. Some of the recipes contained a lot of nuts, seeds and oils and although they tasted great, Denny was having digestive issues and I was too, although I didn’t want to admit it. If I ate too many nuts and seeds my blood sugars would go really high and after a while I was having trouble controlling my blood sugars at all. At about that time,May 2004, I had a phone appointment with a doctor from the Tree of Life. I ordered the supplements recommended. At the time I was being really careful with my diet and blood sugars I had worked on getting my insulin down to about 8-11 units, but I was obsessed with getting off of insulin altogether. When the supplements came and I started to take them, my blood sugars would unexplainably go high. Well this was NOT the idea. The idea was for my blood sugars to go low, then I would be able to take less and less insulin until I didn’t need any more injections. This scenario did not happen.

I truly am having trouble remembering what happened next. Every few months I would start a new program. These are some of the things I tried:
• Green juice for breakfast, salad for lunch, green soup for supper
• enemas every day
• wheat grass juice implants
• several ounces wheat grass juice every day
• lots and lots of sprouts
• testing my urine ph, never getting it alkaline, even though all I ate was green vegetables
• tons of supplements green powders, medicinal mushrooms, pancreas herbs
• green juice, green juice, green juice

I started wondering if I would ever be successful. Something else was going on. My blood sugars were better for a few days, I would be able to lower my insulin for another few days. Then my blood sugars would rise and so would my injected insulin requirements. This happened over and over again. It was as if my body didn’t want to heal, what was that about? Really!
Was it my immune system, continuing to kill my beta cells?
Was it my emotions not wanting to heal?

Tuesday Night, May 25
Well the new website is up today so I am determined to get my blog to the present day so it can actually be a blog. Isn’t that the idea?
In August, 2007, my daughter Camille—Super Goji Girl, who was David Wolfe’s personal assistant—helped bring him here for an event. I had already started a business in my home making raw food crackers, onion bread, granola and a few other products. So, my company (we actually had to come up with the name) sponsored the weekend long event. My products sold really well and Aimee’s Livin” Magic was birthed. I am so grateful to David Wolfe for helping my business get started. And I am grateful to Camille for believing in me and supporting my efforts.
After the seminar, Camille opened the fridge and my insulin fell out on to the floor and the vial broke. It had fallen out many times before, but this time it broke! I took it as a sign. It was time to really get off insulin injections! David Wolfe said something liked, “It must be time.”
So I decided to fast until I got well. I didn’t want to buy any more insulin! So for two days I didn’t take any insulin and didn’t eat any food. I started seeing everything white like it had a light on in it. My friend, Sue, who is a nurse, came over to check on me. I was in bed and very weak. My blood sugars had climbed to over 400, and she said I was having symptoms like an alcoholic who was trying to detox. It was like insulin was detoxing from my body. The light thing was really scaring me, so I sent Denny to buy insulin and I started taking it again. I wished I could have been at a detox center!

After I started my business and invented more and more products, I continued to work on my healing. (The healing was complicated by the addition of raw chocolate to my products and my life. Even though I used stevia to sweeten my chocolates, this wonderful superfood raised my blood sugar a lot every time I ate it.) Fasting periodically, hoping for better results and lowering and getting off the insulin injections. We sponsored another event with David Wolfe in April 2009. This was the Superhero Seminar. Daniel Vitalis was also a guest speaker.
This was an incredible event. Chef Frank Giglio came to assist me in the kitchen, and we made all the food for the seminar! Little did I know at the time, but this is when Frank and Camille started their relationship and they were married in October later in the year!
Denny and I had actually met Daniel Vitalis early in our raw food career. He was planning raw potlucks in a nearby town several years ago, and lived close by and would come by to visit when Camille was home from her travels. Before the Superhero Seminar, Daniel came over with our friend, Livingstone, and they told us that they were eating meat! At the time I was a hardcore 100% raw foodist! I thought, “Those traitors!”. But I also know that, even though my health had improved dramatically when I was first raw, I had stopped seeing improvements. I was still having to inject insulin to have good blood sugars and, oh yeah, my blood sugars were almost never good! I seemed to have to take more and more insulin on raw food, unless I was fasting. So I listened. But I didn’t change anything in my diet.
Camille’s health was not that good eithe,r so she decided to start raw dairy (Read her blog, www.supergojigirl.com.) Denny started eating raw dairy, raw fish and raw meat. We started reading and educating ourselves. We read Aajonus Vonderplanitz’s, We Want to Live and The Recipe for Living Without Disease. I loved the books, found them fascinating and figured it was the only diet I had never tried. Aajonus eats raw meat and dairy and raw juice and other raw foods. I liked it in theory, but I couldn’t get it to my mouth. It just grossed me out too much.
With my whole raw food family deciding to eat meat and by now (November of 2009) they were all eating cooked food as well. we had the first  cooked Thanksgiving in my house in 7 years! I still refused to eat anything cooked, but the enjoyment of my whole family, my 2 sons, and Camille and Frank and Denny enjoying traditional family food together, was not wasted on me. This happened again at Xmas Eve, I made traditional gumbo and a raw gumbo. By January 1st, I had decided to do an experiment, since my blood sugars were going haywire, mostly high, I would try a very low carb, cooked meat diet. Even though I knew it wouldn’t get me off insulin, running high blood sugars all the time was really bad for me!

So since January I have been reading some very interesting books, educating myself. Trying to learn what I can do to heal and knowing I can always go back to raw if I decide to.
Here’s my reading list:
First we watched: Food, Inc. and King Corn
Then read: Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollen
Primal Body -Primal Mind by Nora Gedgaudis
The Vegetarian Myth by Lierre Keith
I’m currently reading:
The Fourfold Path to Healing  by Thomas Cowan
Nourishing Traditions by Sally Fallon
Nutrition and Physical Degeneration by Weston A. Price
I’m also enjoying copies of Wise Traditions, the Weston A. Price Foundation magazine.

So I have been doing this experiment for 5 months now. My blood sugars have been only a little better. I think I was starving for the nutrients that are found in high quantities in meat, eggs, and raw dairy. This is what my diet looks like now. I eat eggs from a few local farms, were I can visit and actually see the happy chickens peck around in the grass. I eat butter that I make from farms that I visit and can watch the happy cows graze in the fields. I eat, when I can get them, local vegetables, the low carb kind, no potatoes and, of course, no grain. And I eat meat from local farms that fed the animals their natural diet of grass and hay.
We officially changed our raw potluck to a locavore potluck, meaning that some or all of the food has to be from local farms and if there is any animal products, they must be from local, grassfed animals. I feel strongly that I be truthful to my customers and friends.
I take this change very seriously and wish to create health and love in my life.
I care very much for my business and believe in the health giving qualities of my products. Like the new website says: whether you are Raw, paleo, primal, Raw Primal, Body Ecology or Weston A. Price, or just want healthy whole food snacks, we’ve got you covered. Thanks for listening.
More Later,
Bye now!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010
I have been having issues with my hands. I cut so many onions, sometimes 100lbs in one day. These are really large onions for both kinds of Onion bread and both kinds of delicious Onion Crisps. And I’ve been doing this for almost 3 years. I pick up each huge onion (between 70 and 140 or more a day!), then I cut off each end and slice it once down the middle and peel each half, before I pick them up again to slice them (thankfully in my food processor). And as business has increased— for which I am very thankful— so has the onion cutting. Well I guess I have developed a sort of repetitive stress injury in my wrist. I already have a condition called dupuytren contracture in every finger and a painful trigger finger, probably caused by the diabetes. I am not telling you this just to complain, really! Has anyone had any such issues, and has anyone had any success treating them naturally? But really, I started out wanting to tell you this really cool thing that happened! Denny kept saying that I should put an ad out to hire someone to cut the onions. No one who has ever worked for me could deal with cutting onions because of the fumes! It gets pretty intense on onion day! I was beginning to think I was some kind of freak, and I also was beginning to think I was going to have to stop making my onion products. Crazy, right? Outrageous Onion Bread, Herbed Onion Bread, Over the Top Onion Crisps, and Nama Shoyu Free Onion Crisps are most likely Aimee’s Livin’ Magic’s best sellers. That would be crazy! I just kept telling Denny something would happen, somebody would just show up. Well one of my employees, Sara, left to go work on some farms. And Kala, who has been working for me for almost 2 years is leaving in a few weeks. I hired one of Kala’s friends, Saveria, to replace Sara. And then hired one of Saveria’s friends, Amy, to replace Kala. Anyway, Saveria started a few weeks ago and she is a very good worker and a lot of fun. Another one of Saveria’s friends came by to see the store (254 Cider Hill Road, York, ME) and kept asking if there was anything she could do to help, she had some time before she had to pick up her son. I asked Denny what he thought, and he reminded me that she had just walked through the door, asking if she could help. “Ask her to cut onions.” “Really?” “Yeah, she just walked through your door, she just ‘showed up.’” Well, I got it, oh yeah, that’s what I said. Was I going to turn her away? This was not wasted on me! I asked if she would like to cut onions, did she think she could do it? Well she cut 50 lbs. of onions barely shedding a tear. And she came back the next day to do it again! She is really happy to help and for now is very happy to trade work for ALM products! And I am so happy to get a rest for my hands, to make a new friend, and to accept help from Anjali and from Spirit ! Wow! It really  works!
Oh yeah. I wanted to tell you about another book that I read. Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver.. She has an adventure eating local food in her area with her family for a year. The book goes through the year relating their experiences but also explains the “why” of eating local. She did a lot of really good research on how much fuel it takes to get our food to us, and how much fuel it also takes to produce our salad greens and anything else we feel we should be able to walk into the grocery store and buy from all the way across the country. I have some disagreements on some of her diet choices, mostly the homemade bread. But she is a very good, entertaining writer, and I found the book a lot of fun as well as inspiring! This book was one of the inspirations for our putting much more emphasis on eating local. The thought that to feed myself as a raw foodist in the winter took a very large carbon footprint really started the brain going. Then I looked at where all the seeds and nuts were coming from and realized that the only way to maintain being a raw foodist was to use a tremendous amount of fuel. Was this worth fighting a war over? Lots to think about.

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Denny Perrin — My personal journey toward health

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I’ll choose to begin in 1975, when I first explored and committed to vegetarianism. My cousin and roommate at the time was vegetarian, so I decided to give it a shot. Like many first time vegetarians, my choices weren’t centered on health but simply to avoid killing and eating animals. As time went on, this lifestyle caused me to gravitate toward like-minded souls who were also seeking a higher degree of health. Eventually, a friend from high school approached me about opening a health food store in a nearby college town. We did, the experience of which taught me much about health and nutrition, or so I thought at the time. This was during the late seventies, when much of traditional wisdom was being tossed aside in favor of the new nutritional paradigms that taught the superiority of plant-based diets. The nutritional avant garde had for decades been ringing the vegetarian bell, and the book, Diet for a New Planet, by Frances Moore Lappé, was its loudest proclaimer. Here, finally, was “proof” that the vegetarian diet was not only good for our personal well-being, but was the savior of planet Earth, as well. When the ’70’s began, the produce section of the supermarket was a short, single, open cooler with iceberg lettuce, apples, bananas, some tomatoes, oranges, potatoes and onions. These items were usually local (with the exception of bananas and apples, for me, since I lived in the deep South) and in season. There was also no labeling of ingredients on packaged food, either. With the ever-increasing government  involvement in the food industry, ingredients began appearing on foods (much to the horror of anyone paying attention to that sort of thing) and the produce cooler soon became the produce aisle, and even the produce section. Within a few short years, supermarkets featured huge sections of colorful, “ripe” produce that went way beyond the local region or even country to include exotic fruits and vegetables from nearly every corner of the planet. Organic was still a tiny portion of the menu, but its presence would soon grow to become an equal partner in the rise of fruit and vegetable consumerism that today rivals the big box retailers in its monstrous, corporate, global reach. For me personally, this was simply confirmation that I was on the right track all along, consuming a diet of fresh fruit and vegetable staples that eschewed the animal-based diets of the world’s great primitive and stable traditional cultures. I, and my family, chose to eat plant foods without regard to their origins or to the kinds of agricultural practices that produced them. We were excited at the new choices we enjoyed and never gave a thought to how we were given those choices.

As I follow the trajectory of my choice to eat an exclusively plant-based diet, I realize now how much I was in denial about the impact it was having on my health. Soon after my decision to become vegetarian, I began experiencing back problems which would grow to become the bane of my very existence. Back pain would stalk and cripple me for much of my adult life. From a higher point of view, this very back pain would force me to make a career choice that would propel me into my artistic career, for which I am exceedingly grateful. And, like all of our experiences have the potential to do, even the vegetarian choice gave me so many wonderful gifts. That’s why I honor everyone’s life choices, for the unseen direction often reveals immeasurable spiritual gifts. Likewise, the very decision to become vegetarian and which eventually led to my owning the health food store, gave me the opportunity to meet and eventually marry the love of my life, Aimee, with whom I have shared the past 33 years on this journey—good indication that there are no real mistakes in life, only choices. But I digress…. Back to the timeline.

For a six-year span during the late 1990’s, while following my wife’s constant forays into and through various dietary regimens, I ate a high-protein, lo-carb diet. Interestingly, my back problems disappeared! At the time I attributed it to our increased interest in exercise. But I had long been interested in exercise and fitness and failed to make the dietary connection to the back relief. Then, in 2003, again following Aimee’s lead, I began the raw vegan diet. At first I felt amazing! I shed weight at a rapid rate, even though I probably had very little to lose. Within a few months I lost 26 pounds and dropped all the way to 130 pounds. This was what I weighed back in the late ’70’s when I had become vegetarian. That was ok at age 28. But now I was 53, and wearing size 28 pants just didn’t seem right. I had always been relatively thin, never going beyond 32 or 33 pants size, but the weight loss was accompanied by a tremendous drop in strength. Since during the previous several years I had done a lot of weight training and probably achieved the kind of strength I had always longed for, I was disappointed in this loss of strength. So I decided to add some lean protein back into my diet, and I immediately felt the return of some weight and strength. But the rationale for the raw food diet was compelling. And I watched as Aimee began to thrive on the diet, so I decided to give it another try. This pattern repeated itself one more time until, in the fall of 2005, I decided to go raw vegan for good. This time I embraced it, going 100% raw for several years. I also recommitted myself to exercise and felt the combination was fantastic. I believed I had discovered the fountain of youth. And even though in photographs I appeared shockingly thin and even wasted, I chose (again) to ignore this evidence in favor of my “belief” that this diet was the ultimate human nutritional path. I believed without question the mantra of the raw food gurus that “living” food was filled with enzymes and phytonutrients that I could get in no other way. Until things began to go subtly wrong.

The first thing I noticed was the chronic pain in my hips and other joints. This was new to me, even though I was now approaching my late ’50’s. Also, my back pain returned along with a noticeable reduction in strength. All of this despite my continued commitment to daily exercise. But the clincher was the rapid deterioration in the health of my teeth. I had spent years working with several dentists to rebuild my teeth, which had been in sorry shape since my youth. Of course, I always attributed it to the dietary choices my mother had made while she was pregnant with me, and to the massive amounts of sweets and junk food I consumed as a child and young adult. But now I was on the “perfect” human diet, yet my teeth were rotting out of my head! What was wrong with this picture? Aimee jumped on the computer (research has always been and remains today her favorite pastime) and found the book, Cure Tooth Decay by Ramiel Nagel. Of course she was looking for someone with the raw food philosophy and he fell into that category—sort of. Nagel advocated a diet rich in raw foods—raw animal foods, to be specific! His personal research had been prompted by his own experience with tooth decay, his own and his daughter’s. This led him to the work of two individuals who advocated eating a diet primarily composed of animal foods. The first was Aajonus Vanderplanitz, a startlingly frank man who himself had traveled the raw vegan road only to fall into a health collapse that nearly took his life. He began eating raw meat, eggs and dairy and completely turned his health around. The other was Weston Price, a famous dental researcher who traveled the world during the 1930’s, studying 12 of the world’s traditional and native cultures, initially prompted by an interest in their dental health. What he found astounded him. These cultures were populated by people with not only superior dental and skeletal health but virtually free of degenerative diseases like cancer, heart disease and the other scourges of modern living. The common denominator? They all ate diets rich in foods from animal sources—meats, fish, organ meats, dairy and eggs. The animals were always local, grass-fed, pastured or wild. These diets were always high in naturally occurring saturated fats! In fact, one of the premier healing foods that Weston Price discovered was butter made from raw, unpasteurized cow’s milk. Holy Toledo! Did this just blow everything I had hung my hat on for the last thirty years right out of the water!! His research led to the groundbreaking tome, Nutrition and Physical Degeneration, upon which the entire current movement toward traditional and local diets is based. I was stunned and inspired. After a long discussion with a dear friend and fellow raw vegan (prominent in the raw food movement) revealed that he had gone over to the animal-based diet, I decided I would experiment, too. At first it was with raw dairy and eggs. I started making my superfood smoothies with local, raw cow’s milk, adding raw eggs for extra fat and protein. Then I tasted raw cream for the first time, and made raw butter. I couldn’t believe how amazing this tasted and how much my body sung out for more. I also tried raw meat and fish, and this I found surprisingly delicious. Slowly I could feel strength returning to my body and the chubbiness which had creeped onto me over the past year and a half began to slink away. (An interesting experience for many long time raw fooders is a strange and unsettling change from a skinny body to a soft, chubby one. This is likely due to the overly estrogenic influence of plant oils and fats.) Yet, I continued to cling to the raw only mantra I had so long embraced, believing that cooking food always robbed it of its nutrient content. So animal protein remained a relatively small part of my overall diet for the better part of a year. And I hadn’t even begun to consider sources for my food, especially the great distance most of my nutrition had to travel to arrive at my dinner table. But soon several events would rock my world and bring me to a realization that would shatter virtually every dietary creed I had embraced for 35 years. To be continued…
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