(I thought I’d published this a few hours ago. But nope. Still in draft form. Okay, my slightly woozy self will tweak it a bit more.)
Well, whaddaya know. Me, one of the proud purebloods, one of the unvaxxed warriors, am now “ill,” “under the weather,” with a temp of 90.2° degrees, slight headache, slightly achy muscles, and slightly constricted airway. (For the first time in many many years!)
Yet this morning I’m still energetic enough to write this post.
(Now, at 4:12 PM I’m exhausted, but jittery, was unable to sleep, though I did lie down for three hours.)
We’ll see what the afternoon brings . . .
(We now know).
I may yet crash.
(Which I did, or I tried to . . .)
Despite my daily dose of supplements: C, D3, zinc, NAC, Quercetin; despite my four or five mugs of “Ann’s chai elixir” (which includes lots of anti-bacterials, plus star anise, and fennel (both of which supposedly neutralize the supposed spike protein shed from the vaxxed)); despite C60, multi-collagen and black seed oil swirled into the first mug of the morning; despite regular dosing over the past three days — my now very ill vaxxed housemate, who takes no supplements, was diagnosed in the ER yesterday with “covid” — with both elderberry syrup, and periodic sniffing colloidal silver up nostrils — what else, oh yes, lots of citrus and sunlight; and, as usual, 3-4 mile walks daily, plus yoga, chikung, taichi, my regular, daily two-hour “physical culture” priority. Pant pant . . .
[Oh, and yes: what I have carefully stashed for these nearly three years just in case someone here really needed it: for me, now, Ivermectin twice daily (upped from once a month). I told my housemate I would give him one yesterday, if he would take it; that Ivermectin is precious. He said, “What is it? Is it a pill? Okay.” Geez . . .)]
My body/mind, buttressed by ego, has held strong during this entire covid drama until that is, late yesterday when I began to sense my being subtly moving in and out of vulnerability, and would dose with elderberry each time . . .
This morning: Marita already told me she would take Shadow on his walk; son Colin is going to the store for me to get what I ask for: fruit and a homeopathic (oscilloccocinum recommended by a friend);
Despite all this and more — oh and I know I am, after all, nearly 80 years old (born 12/19/42); in short, despite the unusually patterned daily care I do and have been offering my precious, brilliant body for fully forty years, and especially, since “covid,” when I began to take Zelenko and other recommended supplements — I too, am vulnerable.
What? You mean my (proud) ego won’t, can’t, ward off what’s coming in from outside? That after three years slogging through masked, socially distanced, hell, “it” finally got me?
That’s right. Though what is “it”? “It” may be coming from inside. I cannot help but think that the obvious toxicity I am experiencing today (with a grateful nod to the fever for burning it off) comes from decades of fury, contempt even, for those who don’t understand, who refuse to learn how the body really works, and instead, offer themselves as good little mind-controlled slaves to the allopathic attitude that makes and keeps us sick, in league with Big Pharma’s pretend cures. Over and over again, I announce to those who will listen (and many who will not), that the body, with its natively brilliant immune system, is NOT a machine; how the body is infused with the psyche; how my body, your body, all creaturely bodies are inside and at one with the body of Mother Earth — and Beyond.
There is no separation.
If She is toxic, then we are toxic.
If we are toxic, then She is.
And She is. And we are.
Of course, given my living situation, inside three houses of Green Acres Village, with both vaxxed and unvaxxed folks — who sport two entirely separate, indeed utterly antagonistic world-views; long ago, we learned how to “just stay with what we have in common” — I’m not surprised that what I tend to see as the Cultural MK Ultra Mass Formation “Covid”? Con Psy-op has finally, actually, managed to worm its way into my alert, nearly 80-years old, embodied being.
This morning, after I texted those in the other two houses as to my situation, of course I got all sorts of advice from the vaxxed as to how to handle the situation: go to ER, get a new anti-viral for “covid” patients from CVS, on and on. To each I say no, I’m utilizing non-allopathic ways, other ways, and I should have added, ancient ways, ways that nature intended.
(Hmmm . . . I’m thinking the fact that this “sickness” scene has finally managed to pop up within our little village is a sign that, once we’re all in the clear, we need to have a frank talk about the fractal nature of this place: the two divergent world views we discovered in ourselves since January 2020. And, I need to ask everyone that, if they are going to get vaxxed or boosted, will they please tell those of us who are unvaxxed beforehand, so that we may up our supplements to ward of the spike protein danger? In other words, we’ll have to have that talk, finally, about the reality of “shedding.” As well as, I imagine, the apparent fraudulent nature of the PCR test for “covid.” )
My buddy and former five year house- and village-mate Dan the Man, who had wanted to walk with me and Shadow this morning, will instead bring over a quart of his wonderful homemade stew this afternoon.
Here’s a scene — I wish I wasn’t such a forever Catholic (recovering, but never fully), who must confess all — for you today. The four heavy, dusty boxes I feverishly dragged off my top closet shelves to the floor in the middle of the night, wondering if remedies in any of them are still viable . . . I do see several flu remedies. But expiry date 2016. Too old?
Will re-organize the boxes after I crash.
(No, tomorrow.)
I can feel it comin’ on . . . the crash . . . YES!
(Which only barely happened. See above.)
And thanks again, brilliant body, for the detoxifying fever . . . now appproaching 100.2°.
Time to stop. Lie down. Let go.
P.S. Housemate already asked me if I had any throat lozenges . . .
Rooting around . . .
YES!
P.P.S Late afternoon: fever still at 100.2°, despite three doses of the flu homeopathic that Colin brought home.. But headache is better. Gut acting up a bit. Shall I eat anything? Maybe just drink lemon water. Oh, and I just took a third dose of Ivermectin.
This whole experience is velly interestink!
Dear Ann,
May you be well soon.
Positive vibes for your recovery ~ ~
Best wishes with love and peace,
Pat
Thanks Pat!
Hi Ann, Think of getting sick once in a while as a good detox for the body! I too, rarely almost never get sick. When I feel the first inklings of anything at all, I take my fire cider, a brand called Cyclone Cider that I order from Amazon. It works 99% of the time to stop anything dead in its tracks (if you catch it quickly). In addition to many of the vitamins and supplements you take, I also drink 1/4 tsp of baking soda in 1/2 glass of water to alkalize the body a few times daily for 2-3 days. If that’s not working then I bring out the big guns. Forget the ivermectin. I use Chlorine Dioxide a.k.a MMS (Miracle Mineral Solution) so-called by Jim Humble who discovered its healing properties for malaria and a whole host of illnesses. It truly is the universal healer.
Here is another old-wives trick that really works: take a large onion cut in half and stick it in a bowl in rooms where sick people are interacting with you. I had a boss who came into work with a full-on flu who put a cut onion on her desk. I thought, “Oh boy, I’m going to get sick from her.” But I never did. Now I am a true believer in using onions. It seems to work every time there is someone sick and other people don’t want to catch it!
Love your tips as to how to improve health. THANK YOU!
Hang in there Ann. I got it too. There seems to be a new strain meandering about. Lots of people have it down here too.
Yeah, I remember our conversation two Sundays ago . . . Did you improve enough by Tuesday, and the arrival of an international guest?
Thank you, Ann, for sharing like you do. Your spirit still feels terrific, even while your body uses its innate wisdom on your behalf (which can feel terrible, but is actually healing, as you know.) Also as you know, a LOT of wonderful healing/wholing processes occur while we are napping and/or walking when we feel up to it.
Two things:
Expiration dates. I learned that whatever length of time is listed is how long the manufacturer TESTED potency before submitting the results to the authorities to receive the go ahead to legally sell the product. It IS possible that if they continued to test, the product would have stayed viable for a long, long time — especially so when kept under optimal dry, cool conditions.
I am impressed with your knowledge and arsenal of natural methods of support for our physical bodies. You are doing everything right, along with knowing how our bodies heal themselves. Well done on listening to and honoring your body communications.
There is one more potent product that I am aware of called Nano Soma.
The affiliate link I have available to share is:
https://magicdichol.com/store/distribute/?aff_id=5781
I sure was full of Love and gratitude to have Nano Soma on hand back when I was forced by ultimatum to get the jab or move out! My back was up against the wall, with no where to go and no resources to go with. The jab was excruciating, and I could feel it move first to my liver, and then several squiggly things moved through my chest, and up through my shoulder and neck. As soon as I got home, I took 5 sprays of Nano Soma under my tongue, and could immediately feel it addressing the pain in my liver. And very soon after that, the Nano Soma dissolved the squiggly things from under my skin.
I repeated the 5 sprays every four hours until I felt sure that the jab was completely dissipated.
I feel that Nano Soma saved my life that day.
I also feel that Nano Soma was Divinely Directed to come to me, and to everyone, in impeccable timing.
I continue to spray at least the minimum of 5 sprays per day, for maintenance.
And, I keep plenty on hand to be able to spray as often as I want during the occasional challenging health moments like you described above.
Having added Nano Soma into my arsenal — which is a lot like you described yours — is very reassuring for this 66 year old woman.
Big Hugs
Big Love
Love this! Will order Nano Soma for both myself and my son Colin. THANK YOU!
Ann this is a great, as always post. I get it so clearly. It makes me smile. Yes our egos of we the unvaxxed!
Like you not jabbed and not sick this whole time except for one day ascension flu type things but this time I got myself into hospital (terror symptoms the thought of going anywhere near one even though I worked in plenty of them in my time) with what I thought was flu and then meningitis. Sick for a few days. GP hopeless. Terrified of me without a mask. Would not come near me. Told me to go to ER in two days time if not better FFS!!! The state of medicine in Australia devastating. Glad I went to ER immediately.
It felt like flu in my head and neck. Became so dehydrated and very sick. Hospital was very good, caring and found I had walking pneumonia!!! Even though no lung signs at all! But very dehydrated so kidneys were struggling. CRP was 497 when it should be 5!!! Pumped full of much needed fluids, pain control & antib’s which I detest but went along with it.
My ego too took a hit but from discussion with many others like us, there is a major release going on. More toothpaste being squeezed from the bottom of the toothpaste tube. Ouchie!
Luckily recovered quickly and got a nice holiday up north.
Even got my first PCR which barely touched my nose thank god and of course bloody spicy flu!!
Big hugs from down under
@lisa_trump3
WOW! What a journey you’e been on! I’ve been aware of how my unvaxxed ego has been puffed out a bit re: not ever getting sick (despite no masks, etc.), and so knew, without a doubt, that “falling ill” last night was karmic in nature. Grateful! And for you, from down under!
Ah, try the lemon indeed, but do it the way the French do to crush a cold:
slice ginger, very thin, lemon, cloves (whole)
put this in water and simmer for at least fifteen-twenty minutes
add honey and you are (you are) gold.
Thanks for this. Still haven’t done it, but I will!
I hope you feel loads better today strong, mighty and awesome woman! I dare hope that when I am nearly eighty I will be living as amazing as you are. Sending waves of Love and healing energy your way.
Took awhile, but I’m back.
Ann, I hope you are feeling better. I am 75 and not vaxed and have been safe so far. I looked at your vitamins etc. and I cracked up. My grandson was here about 2 weeks ago and asked if I had any headache meds. I gave him the bottle and he said Vovo (grandmother) expired in 2015. I gave him another bottle and it expired in 2016 so just basically dumped all out. Felt lighter.
What you mentioned about the toxicity/negativeness from inside having to deal with I fully understand. I have been doing the work and think I am done and bang another !!!! comes up. Clearing.
Feel better soon. Love your blog.
Blessings from a recovering catholic also.
We echo each other . . .
Hi Ann . . . hope this finds you feeling better! I am so glad you mentioned Ascension in your article as many fore-runners in Ascension have been forecasting symptoms very similar to those you are experiencing.
As many here in the comments have shared, leaps in mind/body integration are often preceded by periods of winnowing in preperation for new and ever forward paradigms waiting in the wings.
Yet again, you are sharing personal experiences that will provide an ease-in to the ‘new’ for many whom access your site.
Thank you Ann!
Yes, I can’t help but confess . . .