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How I Cured Morgellons Forum Response

NOTE: This is a discussion list reponse to Experencing less itching on me and my dogs, suggestions please


Theresa S.

1/31/2013
1:37:43 PM
To Peter and John and everyone else,

Thank you for your encouraging words right now, I need them. Dealing with the death of a dear friend. Been looking for the lesson in this senseless tragedy. It seems God has been telling me over and over again, LIVE YOUR LIFE TO THE FULLEST, STOP WASTING TIME AND STOP TRIPPING OVER THE DUMB STUFF. At this point again, I realize how minute dealing with yeast, fungus and parasites are. I could be taken out at any moment, do I really want my last breath to be about this? Yes it has to be dealt with, but it is how I deal with it. Am I choosing to deal with my overall health and happiness or concentrating on dis-ease? I can so easily concentrate on every hair, spec and fiber coming out of my body and how sick I am or can I claim that with every spec, hair and fiber coming out I am moving towards my optimal health and well being. It's all about shifting my focus. My journey is about how to live my life fully, happy, aware and awakened.

I can get so caught up in the little things and make them huge. Fear can take me to a place of being paralyzed and feeling hopeless. This is a trick and tool of the enemy and spiritual demon. I can get so caught up that I forget to breath, laugh, dance, sing and praise GOD.

As I move towards the end of my symptoms, I am moving towards cleansing, detoxing and rebuilding my body. I believe that my body is now addressing issues long forgotten or never realized. Am I perfect in this journey? No. Can I go to extremes on this journey? Yes. My spirit just sits back and watches me scramble around, acting crazy and then I hear these simple words in the silence - BALANCE, PEACE.

One year ago, I thought I was dying and wanted to. Now I am so angry at how life is taken for granted. We always think we have time, but where it is written that it is guaranteed to any of us? I believe our spirits come into this lifetime to learn lessons, to further enrich our spirits. When I refuse to learn the lesson, be asleep in my journey, ignore and deny and be complacent, the building comes crashing down on me. Then I say, 'poor me, why me, why does stuff happens to me, I am the victim.'

I got a long way to go. But it's okay, every day I embrace the journey a little bit more. Ah, but I have my moments when I have to be scrapped off the ceiling or picked up off the floor. I remember words that were part of my vocabulary, like try and can't or don't want to. Now when I hear these words coming out, I catch myself. When I feel the resistance coming up, I examine it. And when I hear these words coming out of others, I cringe and voice how self limiting those words are.

God doesn't impose limitations on us, we impose limitations on ourselves. We pick the box, decorate it and move in. Then we complain about living in a box and how our life sucks. How crazy is this? All the while, God is shaking his head saying, 'why are you choosing to live in a box, why are you limiting yourself?' FEAR!

Not only am I purging stuff out of my body, I am purging stuff out of my life and being. It ain't easy at first, but as the load gets lifted, more and more clarity comes and I see I am better able to shift and move on to the next phase of my journey and process. God is so extremely patient with us, it is such a blessing. I have the opportunity to live in this moment, to move on. My friend's journey on this physical plan has ended and I grieve loosing her. But I know she is with me. I see her smile and hear her laughing as she says, 'Girl, I am okay, I love you dearly and I got your back! GO FOR IT!

Thank you God for allowing her to be part of my life and for further teaching me such precious lessons.

The journey continues...

Theresa S.