The Story of Joy - A True Story
It is true my brand name is PaleoBOSS Lady® so most assume food is my only medicine. This could not be further from the truth. Yes a Paleo lifestyle and following The Wahls Protocol for years helped seal the deal for me. Yet is was the LAST piece of my miracle puzzle.
My brand started when the name was given to me. Yup.
At the time I had just started my Paleo lifestyle and lost so much weight everyone wanted to know. Seemed like all I did was talk about Paleo in the beginning. This coupled with being Italian, Taurus and a Philly girl I was born a BOSS. Today I am proud to be PaleoBOSS Lady.
I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis (MS) in 1987 after getting sick in 1986 about 6 weeks after I married my high school sweetheart. From the first days of diagnosis I began a holistic journey using cannabis and essential oils for the treatment of MS. Of course I was still knee deep in Western Medicine taking all kinds of drugs, but not narcotics as often are prescribed. Instead I smoked weed for spasms and essential oils for calming. I still use both to this day. Actually having my morning cannabis and fat coffee as I type.
The beauty of my journey was the day I was diagnosed and before MS disease modifying drugs I was introduced to the National MS Society. (Today the MS society is on the drug company nipple and that will be another blog post, but back then they helped and listened.)
Since 1987 I have lived, served and been involved in the world of MS beyond a diagnosis.
For years I was the largest fund raiser in a few states sponsoring a successful MS Walk Team and eventually became a member of the National MS Society Board of Directors Delaware Chapter. I attended events on behalf of the MS Society, chaired many fund raisers and was a guest lecturer.
Since day one I have LIVED in the MS community serving others.
Fast forward to now and I am starting my 4th round of the award winning ‘Taking it to the Streets Tour.” I have lived and served the community for free often living for days in the homes of our most in need. Many have had MS, but the majority of homes I served have not.
In addition since the age of 8 I have served our brothers and sisters in so many ways. I visited nursing homes on weekends sitting with a woman named Nancy who had MS. She was 37 when I met her. I have volunteered to build group homes for men living with Autism. I have served at a food pantry for 5 years and built asset based community systems in the poorest cities in Los Angeles. Not to mention I was part of a helicopter transport team for the largest burn center in the USA and was a respiratory therapist at a large teaching hospital. Serving others has been an constant in my life.
Needless to say I have learned a lot and my work has always informed my journey.
I remember almost daily a patient in Intensive Care named Bob who had so much cancer in his lungs and heart the doctors opened him up and closed him doing nothing in surgery to remove any cancer. The cancer was wrapped around everything and if it grew even the slightest he would die. Bob was 35 and his wife a recovery room nurse. He felt like family to all of us.
Somehow Bob survived. He literally walked out of the hospital and continued to live for a long time a quality life.
Funny thing is Bob ate like shit. He was a coaching dad known to take his team out for McDonalds and ice cream on the regular. He hated veggies and did not support his mitochondria at all. Bob was a sports nut so moving his body coaching and playing were the norm. In addition Bob had more visitors daily than any patient I had ever seen. You would hear laughter coming from his room so loud it was astounding. Most often in ICU you hear screams and tears. Not roaring laughter especially from the room of a dying young man, father and husband. Bob had 3 sons.
These memories have lived large in my mind for over 30 years.
Touring I have the pleasure of living with the most amazing people, host cooking classes, workshops and lectures all over the USA. To date I have been in front of almost 50,000 people touring alone. Literally stood in front of them and engaged in some way.
No clinical trials. No placebo groups. Just serving our brothers and sisters from the heart.
In 2018 I graduated with a Masters in Psychology having a specialization in Community. I am a specialist at building movements. Although today I am formally trained to do this work my life experience fuels my every move.
I have witnessed so many who eat the healthiest diet and go to the gym regularly have zero results in healing. Yet I see folks like my friend Bob who eat like shit and moves for fun rather than intention walk around defying the odds daily. How could this be? Was Bob somehow special?
Bob had joy in his heart. You felt it the moment you entered his space.
Even hooked up to a ventilator unable to talk you still felt his joy. His heart sang songs of joy all day long without every hearing him. His person filled with gratitude. When he walked out of the hospital there was no less than 50 people with him.
Joy is why Bob lived. Not food. Not movement.
When people ask me for a timeline of healing I no longer answer. My healing journey has had results after instituting certain changes for sure. Yet the true healing antidote without question is JOY. I have seen it over and over and over again.
I don’t need a clinical trial to know what is right in front of my eyes.
I don’t need a MAP to know the power of joy.
I don’t need to anymore evidence to know the truth.
Healing happens in joy. Live a life filled with joy and your body will respond.
How to you find JOY?
Start by talking to your person honestly.
Sit on the side of your bed before you retire and recall the joy in your day.
If you cannot recall within 30 seconds you are not living joyfully.
Continue this practice every night until you can.
Friends this is what tool I have in my “Bag of Tricks” that helped me find and own my joy. It has never failed me and is free healthcare. Get some.
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