It was April 1, 2011, in Berlin, Germany, when I passed out behind the wheel while driving home. Unconscious, I drove onto active train tracks. The train zooms by every nine minutes in both directions. The conductor was able to stop the train and radio for rescue. I awoke in the ambulance, after being given a glucose injection. Confused, weak and sweat-drenched, I was begging and crying to go home. I did not understand where I was, or what was happening. I did not know this crisis would be the first of many life-threatening emergencies and mark the beginning of my healing quest. My body, mind and spirit were crying to go home to my authentic self. I am now on that magnificent journey.
In late December 2010, I felt the need to perform a self breast exam, it was something spontaneous, and to my surprise, I felt a small, hard mass in my right breast. I quickly went to the doctor, and after four days, I received the bad news: “malignant carcinoma in situ” in the breast, grade 1, one inch in diameter.
I guess one could say I am a spirit of the barefooted and blackberries. From the time I was a tiny sprite, I’d get pickers from the berry bushes and calluses on my feet from days on hot summer cement and sand. Looking back I believe it was my carnal attempt to connect back to the earth, to connect with what is present and before us. The growing vines of our youth have a way of meandering into our memories and taking hold of our senses, reminding us of what we know to be our core and taking us back to the heart of our own matter.
Most people do not know what genetically engineered food is, even though in the United States, 70% of the products in supermarkets are already genetically engineered. I’ve been researching these foods for many years because my husband David had severe allergic reactions to them.
History, horror and hope…
At long last, the well deserved recognition of Ann Wigmore’s life and her contribution to humanity’s health and wellbeing has been celebrated in her home country of Lithuania. Now held annually, this was an extraordinary several day event. The world’s Ann Wigmore institutes and educators (ambassadors) congregated together for the first time to pay homage to our common teacher and mentor. The energy level was truly exceptional and unforgettable among all the ambassadors. Events are listed below in sequence to get a sense of the what was experienced by all.