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Aids to Healing

Posted on Mar 29, 2010 in Blog |

I used to believe that when I got sick, I could go to the doctor, get a prescription, take a pill, and I would be healed of whatever ailment had inhabited my body. I used to believe a holistic approach to health and well-being was a nice thought, a possible avenue, but something that mostly appealed to those ‘hippies’ or those with a lot of money to throw around. I used to believe organic food was just another way to rip off the customer at the checkout line. And look at me now. . . I was introduced to the mind-body-soul connection in 2005 by Freddi Donner ( I had been trying to lose weight for a decade with no success. I was frustrated, angry, almost hopeless. This holistic approach was my ‘last chance.’ Freddi became a life/business coach for me. She also arranged a personal trainer and a nutritionist. She introduced me to reflexology, reiki, different types of massage therapy, yoga, pilates, and meditation. I started with Freddi’s introductions and have gone further. But it is Freddi who opened my mind and my heart to the possibilities of healing through means other than modern medicine. I am not sure I can reciprocate such a gift as Freddi bestowed upon me. Freddi started my alternative healing path. And through others, I have found more elements to add to this journey. Personal trainer – Freddi connected me with Kathy Fries, a former US Army Master Fitness trainer. She has GORGEOUS blue eyes that initially intimated the heck out of me. After two sessions, I realized that she is a gifted trainer who knew exactly how to help me lose inches and pounds without re-injuring myself. Kathy is the first person who ever got me truly motivated and excited about working out. It’s important to find the right match and to find someone who is so talented they will make sure you won’t injure yourself. Green smoothies and the Vitamix ( – A fellow Lymie told me he was doing green smoothie shakes in the morning and they were making a significant difference in his energy levels. I said, ‘If it...

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Getting Out of Bed

Posted on Mar 28, 2010 in Blog |

On school day mornings, if I had snoozed too long, Mom would gently open my door, come to the side of my twin size bed and gently rub my shoulder. “Time to rise and shine,” her lilting voice offered.  She walked to the corner windows and raised the shades without letting them slap at the top. “Up and at ‘em, Atom Ant!” she would tease, drawing open the cheery lime green and yellow patchwork curtains she had sewn. She didn’t burst into the room and demand me awake, but rather coached me into accepting the day’s beginning. On weekends, I slept as long as my body required; mom was a believer that children needed and benefited from the deep slumber.  I never heard a booming voice, never felt the covers pulled away, never wrestled roughly from my sleep. In college, it was hard to get out of bed after a night of excessive drinking.  My head throbbed in rhythm with my heartbeat.  A parched throat and a full bladder forced me from the sheets but the churning walls and pounding noise punished me with each step. In my late 20s, difficulty getting out of bed meant feeling sleepy, rolling over and snuggling my nose deeper into the pillow, hoping to block out the light, and silence the dogs’ snoring.  My thoughts were dreamy-like, slowly sauntering towards wakefulness.  Getting out of bed was still a choice; an option. Motherhood – exhaustion was a constant state; choice not available.  The baby’s cries and a visceral response force the muscles to contract and move, raising me from warm cocoon and on the job in seconds. By middle age, my wake up time wasn’t as rigid, but rising and turning slowed.  Pain drilled through my heels in their first steps.  My back didn’t quite straighten to 180 degrees.  But moving forward remained instinctual. I am still middle-aged, but Lyme disease has attacked and infiltrated to my core.  My brain awakens before my eyes open.  Pain registers before wakefulness.  I am usually on my back.  The stiffened neck muscles force me to turn slowly to the right, squinting my eyes at the alarm clock...

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Open Letter to Letterman & Stiller

Posted on Mar 25, 2010 in Blog |

Please see the following link for an open letter to David Letterman and Ben Stiller regarding their comments about Lyme Disease. Share...

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