I've been busy. Busy getting published. Busy writing. Busy interviewing. Busy trying to sort out my mould effected possessions. Busy sorting out family issues while living one and a half hours away. But most of all, busy healing myself. But even more than any of those things, I've been busy walking on the beach. Even in the rain. Everyday. Recently, on Lord Howe Island, the … [Read more...] about This Blogger’s Absence
The way out...
A Tale of Two Houses and One Garden
So, I have the Beach House, which is my new rental property, and, the House of Mouldy Horrors, where all my stuff still is. Here's the freaky thing: when I went back to The House of Mouldy Horrors, I couldn't believe the smell: a strong chemical-bleach-like overpowering, chocking, noxious odour hit me when I walked in. It was so strong; I could taste it. (Synethesia … [Read more...] about A Tale of Two Houses and One Garden
Augmenting Glutathione
Glutathione is one of the tablets I wake up and take as if I'm attending to daily Gospel prayer; after I've been to the toilet that is. In 2009, after regaining my health, I stopped taking it. I mean, who'd want be stuffing themselves with vitamin pills when they feel so healthy? Me, that's who. The next time I make it out of here, I'll still take all the supplements that are … [Read more...] about Augmenting Glutathione
The Torture of an Elimination Diet
My physician, Allergist and Immunologist, Dr Colin Little, has put me on an Elimination Diet. It's horrid. And what's worse, is that in the 9.2 years that I've been like this (chronically sensitive to most chemicals (luckily there were a few--chlorine, plastics and pesticides that were not a problem), then after living an extremely 'clean' lifestyle in virtual isolation, I was … [Read more...] about The Torture of an Elimination Diet
Into the Light… and Living in the Wild!
Okay, I'm not really living in the wild! But get this: I'm sleeping in a hammock, out on the balcony of a beach house near the sea! But at night when it's really quiet, and I'm waking up, only to hear possums scratch (and occasionally growl) in the ginormous and glorious old gum tree rooted deep within the front yard, it certainly feels that way. And on weekdays, when walking … [Read more...] about Into the Light… and Living in the Wild!