I never knew how full of pain my life was compared to how I feel now. I am at a loss to put into words just how much better I feel than I ever did or could have imagined.
As a personal project I am trying to remove all evidence of aging from my body. It is a daunting task to say the least. I’ve been working on it for a good three years now and have no plans of changing course.
This is my journey. This is my way; there is no other. This is me being simply younger and how I got there.
This is my example for you of what can be done and what things in my life needed to be done for me to recover. I’m telling my story hoping that it will help other people better educate themselves. That my life can be an example is what I know is in my power to be.
Many times I have repeated, “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things that I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” Another way of saying it is, “Don’t take yourself too damn seriously.” Rule #62
Three years ago my skin was in bad shape from head to toe. It was the second time in five years that I was standing in my room looking at the same mirror covered in the same scratch marks. I was itching from head to toe just like I was before, but this time I didn’t have a gluten to give up. I had already done that and thought my problem was solved. But I had not been acting responsibly as caretaker of my body and time mixed with a whole batch of bad decisions took their pound of flesh. Literally.
Fortunately for me I was sober-minded enough to start making progress towards a renewed and recovered life. A clean life, one that is as free of corruption as possible. A clear mind that allows for better decisions and more meditative action.
My body(vessel) was speaking to me loud and clear and I listened. First thing that needed to go was all sugar and candy. I even jettisoned fruit for about 18 months. I knew that this would really give my body a good shove in the right direction and it did. It was time to business and clean out the inside of the vessel…8)
After eighteen months I removed all things mammal from my diet. I will on rare occasion eat a little beef. But even that has been a while and I may not again. So 90% vegan and 10% fish and foul. And of course chewing all food to liquid before drinking it…8)
And then there is the outside of the vessel.
Boy that’s been a rough one. Our body likes balance and when you start cleaning out the inside it would seem that it wants to do the same on the outside.
Over the last three years depending on the condition of my skin I have tried every imaginable means by which to clean my body. What I have found works best for me is one that allows my skins natural fats, oils and microbial life do their job of taking care of the outside with as little interference from me. Right now that looks like a 20+ minute deep soak in hot water with a cup of epsom salts, a cup of baking soda, 1/2 cup of borax and a cup of salt. Iodized salt is fine as far as I can tell. I will even add some additional iodine to the water. Specifically Lugol’s solution. I always keep a bottle or two on hand.
I do this once every third or fourth day. There’s always wipes for those…Not so fresh moments…LoL. And of course the shower is always on standby. And man is it relaxing. My skin has never felt or looked better, to me anyways.
One of the reasons for the gap is to create an environment where my skin is drawing moisture from the inside out as well as more efficient at sloughing off old skin cells and debris.
Another practice I find very beneficial is not sticking my finger in my ears, eyes, nose, or mouth. I pretty much don’t touch above my neck unless absolutely necessary. It’s a win win situation all around. My finger nails look manicured all the time now and the skin on my face is the best it has ever looked.
I don’t think my body will ever look like a seventeen year old again; who knows. I’ve had so much success at this point that it is at least worth shooting for.
I am expecting that I will be able to approach a body that looks like an athletic twenty-five and be able to keep it there as long as I am willing.
It has not been easy, nor has not been cheap, but I am glad I have made the investment. It has been almost 3 years now and I expect that the full transition from my previous body of death to my new body of life will have taken about 42 months. Roughly January of 2021 Just three and a half years.
Eventually I will provide more details, but in simplest terms it would seem that for most if not all of my life my body has been running at a nutritional deficit. Though I am not certain I believe that I might even be genetically dependent on a few key nutrients.
Michael J Loomis