I'm taking a holistic health practitioner class and this is one little nugget of info we got in class that I thought was interesting.
People lose the enzyme that digests at 18 months. It's natures way of getting babies to rely on food instead of mothers milk. So, people who are lactose intolerant are NORMAL. We're not supposed to be able to digest milk, we don't have the enzymes for it. And people who have no problems with milk are those that have MUTATED over time because their ancestors were probably exposed to so much dairy that their bodies adapted.
So all you milk drinkers are WEIRD!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
In Whence I talk about Personal Things for the 2 or 3 People that Might Happen to Run Across this Blog
I've dealt with fairly severe anxiety issues since high school, and lately they've been out of control. I'll pretend I'm addressing actual readers here. If YOU (yes you) have ever had anxiety issues, you know what it's like. For those of you (all the rest of you) who haven't; it's like if you were a machine. Imagine with me for a moment. And you have a low, medium, and high gear. And medium is kind of average, low is when you're resting and high is the fight or flight response that kicks in and makes your heart race, and eyes go kind of blurry, and stomach knot all up. Anxiety is like that high gear kicks in and you can't turn it off. Your switch gets jammed. It's bloody exhausting.
I'm not a really religious person, I have my beliefs but I generally question organized religion. More on that later, if you're lucky. But this past week my anxiety was so bad that I prayed for a tool that I could use to decrease it. Some physical or mental thing I could to control it. Here's what I got:
On Sunday, the priest at my church gave a homily on worry. He gave this image of a deep forest. He talked about people who go skiing through forests like this and how they have to look between the tress because whatever you look at is what you hit. This image has been helpful to me when my anxiety kicks on. If trees are fear, than staring at my fear will make me run straight into it. But looking at the spaces between the tress - faith, I suppose - will steer us toward the light.
Are you totally gagging? I know.
In my class today I got another reinforcement. She gave us a little motto to say to ourselves when we get anxious.
-Can you do anything about it?
-Yes? Then do it.
-No? Let it go.
So if you're ever at the store and you see a frazzled person breathing deep and kind of crouching down and ducking to avoid imaginary trees while muttering "no, let it go" to herself - come say hi.
I'm not a really religious person, I have my beliefs but I generally question organized religion. More on that later, if you're lucky. But this past week my anxiety was so bad that I prayed for a tool that I could use to decrease it. Some physical or mental thing I could to control it. Here's what I got:
On Sunday, the priest at my church gave a homily on worry. He gave this image of a deep forest. He talked about people who go skiing through forests like this and how they have to look between the tress because whatever you look at is what you hit. This image has been helpful to me when my anxiety kicks on. If trees are fear, than staring at my fear will make me run straight into it. But looking at the spaces between the tress - faith, I suppose - will steer us toward the light.
Are you totally gagging? I know.
In my class today I got another reinforcement. She gave us a little motto to say to ourselves when we get anxious.
-Can you do anything about it?
-Yes? Then do it.
-No? Let it go.
So if you're ever at the store and you see a frazzled person breathing deep and kind of crouching down and ducking to avoid imaginary trees while muttering "no, let it go" to herself - come say hi.
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