Trusting that the unseen Good is there/here. And, at what level are foods, colors, fragrances, healing our minds, while the body follows mind's lead?

The breakthrough hasn't evidenced again, and yet it has left me in an entirely different mindset, having seen again (and it's been a long time) that Sarah is right there where the imposter with autism appears. Not only right there, but able to be entirely differently. Not only did she do something she'd never done; she also woke the next morning, still in that space, telling me about a dream that was about something she's never dreamed before. I'm not really into dreams; it's just that this was so ordinary and so startling, and such a happy thing.

Life with autism is like walking a tightrope, and pretty extraordinary. ... And it has taught me incredible balance.

This imposter idea came up with Charis, (my God-granddaughter) when she was little and spent lots of time with us, as I took care of her. She'd get into a mood if she didn't get her way about something and would get mean. It came to me one day to say: "Little girl, do You know where Charis is?" She looked at me big-eyed, like I'd lost my marbles. I continued: "She looks a lot like You, but with a sweet expression on her face. She's even wearing clothes like yours! Can You help me find her?"

Without a word, she'd get up and go into another room, only to come bouncing back all smiles, saying happily: "Charis is back!"

She was about two years old the first time, and we did this scene many times over her early years. What a marvel it was, and so much fun, and she never failed to get off it. I had to take the est training to learn how to do that!

Charis' presence was very healing for Sarah, as her second regression (pesticide-caused) into autism came shortly after Charis was born. Sarah was quite wild, frequently. Charis and I would pray when this occurred. One day, during an episode, Charis, who spoke very little at the time, sweetly said: "Don't cwy Wawa, I wuv You." Sarah immediately got quiet and went back to exercising. I can still hear that little healing voice.

Love is certainly the healer.

Here are the ingredients:

Red Beets*
Golden Beets*
Red Onions*
Boy Choy
Spinach*
Lentil Sprouts*
Dandelion Flowers and Stalks
Curry Powder*
Kale Rabe [This name is my invention, as far as I know, for the seed stalks that come on kale and collard plants]
Light Sprouts [Sarah's name for the sprouts that look like alfalfa or clover, etc., as opposed to 'heavier' sprouts like mung beans, lentils, black beans, etc.]
Flaxseed Oil (and could be Hempseed Oil or Extra Virgin Olive Oil).


Avocado
Prickly Pear* (Citrus: orange, lemon, lime, tangerine, etc. can be used if prickly pear is unavailable.)
Rhubarb Chard*
Tomatoes
Dandelion Flowers


Rhubarb Chard*
Baby Lambsquarters* (wild green)
Red Onions
Lentil Sprouts*
Kale Rabe
Flaxseed or Hempseed Oil

A variation would be to add raw walnuts or pecans in place of the lentil sprouts. And some butternut squash would go well, and be visually pleasing too.


Romaine Lettuce
Red Onion
Baby Bello Mushrooms
Grape Tomatoes
Light Sprouts
Flaxseed Oil

Several years ago, I got this strong craving for the Baby Bella Mushrooms (has become Bello to distinguish from Portabella I guess). When we'd go to Whole Foods, I'd buy two boxes and have one and a half eaten before I got home. Sarah would sit in the car commenting that I was eating them like candy, and I was. I couldn't get enough of them. This went on for about eight months! I ate a small fortune in mushrooms, and then I'd had enough.

So maybe they are like the shitake, also anti-in.flammatory? And sometimes I wonder if there is more to certain foods being helpful for us. I'm not sure I have the words for this, and it feels like there's more to it than consumption and use. Suppose things that have taste and fragrance and beauty also have a song of healing music for us? Suppose these plant foods felt to be healing for our ailments, are actually healing on another level, not the body, but the mind?

Suppose the colors awaken something dormant in us, and their song soothes what we call our soul. Perhaps the lovely tastes encourage us? Is fresh food that is satisfying, satisfying needs we didn't even know we had, reminders of wonderful things long lost and forgotten?

Interesting ideas and inspiration abound when fasting.

Here's my current juice:

Tangerine Juice
Papaya, garlic and hot pepper juice added to the tangerine. And as a treat, some strawberry juice too.

The color is as pleasing as the taste.