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49 Years, No Soap

It’s been 40 years since I quit using soap on anything but my hands.

The idea began with a doctor who, in my 20s (50 years ago), told me to never use soap on intimate parts. “Your skin has oil ducts for a reason. Don’t use chemicals to remove what Nature designed. Just water.” So I quit using soap. End of problems.

One morning ten years later, in my 30s, as I used copious amounts of lotion all over my body, as I did every day, I wondered whether I could quit using soap all over me.

It would be totally contrary to every bath commercial I’d ever seen in my life, of watery soap bubbles running down the shoulders of a happy, beautiful naked woman.

I would see if I could go soapless on the whole of me. I would just use water and scrub with a loofah to remove dead skin cells, excess oil, other natural exudations, and dirt. And hope to feel a different sort of clean in my newly naturally cleaned skin. But I didn’t just feel as good; I felt much better.

Loofah is naturally antibacterial and smells like loofah even after a year, whereas a damp used washcloth can smell pretty terrible after a single day.

After the first day of using no soap, I knew I’d never subject myself to that habit again. (What has the culture been doing to us?!)

Next I tried quitting soap on the soles of my feet, using only water and a foot brush. My athletes foot went away forever.

For my armpits, I used a separate loofah and water. (Afterward, a sprinkle of baking soda, maybe essential oil, or nothing.) Totally fine.

Soap dries out our skin, creating microscopic cracks for bacteria to thrive in, excrete in, and make us stink. Healthy skin, allowed to do its natural thing, can heal those microscopic cracks, giving bacteria no easy home.

After that, I needed to decide whether to stop my daily face regimen. Since I was a teenager, with excessively oily skin, prone to acne, I’d used a dermabrasion treatment every day of my life. My skin stayed smooth and very young looking, because it had to constantly renew itself. I tried replacing the product with a scrubbing glove, but that seemed to require enough pressure to made me worry I’d stretch my skin too much. So I quit using the glove and returned to my daily dermabrasion – until I was a nomad and quit taking daily showers. Then I used it much less, but still used it.

I tried to quit using shampoo on my hair, as many women have successfully, and as was the norm before advertising, but I soon returned to it, enjoying the sensation of stripped locks. I satisfied myself that I was using it less.

My face and scalp were the only parts that did not go totally product-free; and to this day, my face and scalp have been the hardest to rid of Lyme Disease.

40 years, no soap.

I wish everyone could know how easy and inexpensive it is to heal their illnesses and irritations on their own.

While saving money on lotion, soap, laundry, medicines and doctor visits.

And be free of the fantasy that our medical, media, and education systems are actually working for our health.

Do less to your body, be healthier.


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Meditation Amazement

I recently began practicing meditation again, hoping to be successful and dedicated for the first time.

Of course, maybe I’ve always been meditating, and I’m just stuck on some rigid idea of what it is.

In any case, I began again sitting with a series of meditation recordings a few days ago.

I didn’t in particular like any of them. But one of them grabbed my attention the next day – the one about relaxing every part of your body.

I used to do that in high school, when I studied dream interpretation, and wrote my senior research paper on dreams.

(It seems I was so relaxed than. But of course, I had few responsibilities other than schoolwork, which I loved. I enjoyed quiet privacy in my room for hours every afternoon. I practiced drawing and studied whatever caught my attention. I danced many hours a week. Nice memory.)

The other evening, instead of relaxing, my body, I paid attention to each part. They each felt nicely in the middle.) I felt skin tension, musculature, bones, blood flow, imagining lymph flow – and moving on to the next part of me.

I loved every toe. And the exercise felt so informative. Not boring at all.

Then my brain began generating essays that felt like a gift from my spiritual helpers, and off we went….

I did wonder whether I should reject those gifts in favor of the meditation practice, but I decided this is simply meditation in process.

As an experienceer, writer, documentarian, and activist, I recognize this is one form of Buddhist meditation I happened to read about recently: to be aware in whatever is your daily life.

My most recent teacher said to not get hung up on any particular expectation, because sometimes our helpers want something else for us. I agree.


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Healing during a Pandemic

I’m not convinced this pandemic is actually caused by a virus.  This NYC doctor relates information that questions the assertion by governments all over the world:

And my personal experience as a mind control subject and now a targeted individual suggests that governments lie to manipulate and control, and look at us:  isolated in our homes – most of us.

Not me.

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I’m sitting in Nature as often as I can, a nomad now, traveling from low desert in the winter to high mountains in the summer – all within Arizona!  (I think my total mileage this year will be less than 5,000 miles.)  I’m visiting a FEW friends who also doubt The Story, missing many other friends, missing visiting even family.

I have Morgellon’s Disease now – which worries me a bit more than this prescribed panic/pandemic.  Even though I almost never visit doctors, this year I’ve been prompted to visit quite a few in search of a blood test – and NONE want to help me!

Morgellon’s Disease seems to be Lyme Disease with complications – or nano tech, we assume, added by the scientists involved in biowarfare.  I have photos of all sorts of strange items I’ve found growing out of my skin on my YouTube channel, ParadigmSalonVideo; ParadigmSalon.net; and Facebook page, MK & TI Awareness and Support.

Of course, I don’t want to take any pharmaceuticals for this – but NONE has been offered to me.  And all my attempts to get a blood test for the spirochetes that are at the center of the disease – spirochetes related to syphilis and called “extremely stubborn.”  They continue to spread all over my body.

I was treating this externally first, since it presents as a skin condition, but after a month or so, I was feeling worse and developing new symptoms:  palsy in my hands, brain fog, and worsening heart issues, so I backed off.  Soon I read that the disease can be forced to go internally and affect the heart, nervous system, and brain, so I quit all external applications and turned to internal anti-microbials:  garlic, ginger, vinegar, Vitamin C, etc., and I quit all sugar.  No maple syrup in coffee.  No wine at night.  No chocolate (except for tiny “cheats”).  All my food is fresh and local or organic, prepared by me.

I have no idea whether I’ll heal myself.  After all, this disease is “stubborn,” and doctors are busy with other things now, and I don’t trust them anyway.  And if I did cure this, or find a way to successfully keep it in check, I’m still a mind control subject, which I don’t believe I’ll ever heal, and this is a really shitty thing to live with.

So I’m just biding my time here on planet Earth, waiting for my spiritual Helpers to give me guidance, which lately has been:  Just observe.  And so I am.

I’ve told everyone I know:  Do not take me to a doctor or hospital under any circumstances.  If I die of this, so be it.   I’ve had a good life, sort of.

I’m going on 68 this summer.  I’ve accomplished things that have helped others.  I’m content.

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