IF I am being honest – 7 Lessons

This is the 7th post in my series, “IF I am being honest, my journey to wellness.”
Seven months into converting to an intermittent fasting lifestyle, I have learned 7 important lessons in mind, body, and spirit.

Lesson #1: Addiction

Intermittent Fasting is what I can only imagine as similar as entering a rehabilitation treatment program for drug and alcohol addiction. At first, IF seemed easy in its’ adaptation to withdrawing from food and fasting for prolonged periods of time at least in my personal experience. I felt almost immediate freedom from joint inflammation, insomnia, and I saw positive body composition results. I began losing more weight than merely water weight than I had in over twenty years.

If I am being honest, the motivation went up after seeing immediate results after just a few short weeks with intermittent fasting. But just like drug and alcohol addiction, food addiction is a lifelong journey. Notice I didn’t use the term, battle. I am not at war with my mind, body, and spirit.

Battles are won or lost.

A journey is to a destination.

My journey to wellness is for peace in mind, body, and spirit.

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Lesson #2: The Spirit

If I am being honest, my journey to wellness began almost ten years ago. Traumatic life events that capsize one’s life rarely appear out of nowhere. They too are rooted in a journey that began even longer ago. The reckoning begins when God intercedes in that sinking, and in my case, I grabbed a hold of His life raft.

In my opinion, the mind and body can never be at peace if the spirit is not.

The spirit always leads the way.

Once I grabbed onto that life raft and began feeding my spirit with God’s help, my mind began draining of all the lifelong junk much like the junk food I was feeding my body. It is my spiritual life that ultimately feeds my mind and body.  Together, it is what encourages me to stay focused on the right path.

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Lesson #3: The Mind

When I began daily OMAD (one meal a day) during the Lenten Season, I was not only purifying my spirit but my mind too. I began to feel the euphoria of fasting for prolonged periods of time and my craving for junk food turned into a craving for all things pure – free from self-defeating thoughts on auto-wind and free from processed foods and sugar that comforted those thoughts.

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So why do “rehabilitated” addicts’ relapse?

If I am being honest, my journey to wellness was only beginning in mind, body, and spirit because the doors of my self-imposed rehab treatment opened to the outside world after merely a few months into this intermittent lifestyle.

Lesson 4: The Relapse

July was vacation month. It meant enjoying all those things associated with relaxing, enjoying the sun, sand, and water – barbecues, macaroni salad, potato salads, cookies and ice cream. No one says that intermittent fasting must be restricted; however, it takes willpower of a veteran faster to overcome the temptation. I have more empathy for the reformed alcoholic or the junky who finds difficulty in mingling with family and friends at the bar or party.

While I continued to fast alternating between varying fasting time frames, I was slipping back into old eating patterns. While bypassing winter comfort foods were difficult early in my intermittent fasting conversion, I was now finding summer fun foods were not a breeze either. I was deluded into thinking that with fresh vegetables, fruits, and berries, I would have no problem with sticking to my IF regime.

How can I redeem myself?

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Lesson 5: Redemption

Currently, I am in my eighth month of intermittent fasting. Although I am not completely back on track, I still have too many days where I eat 3 meals. I have occasionally backslid into eating fast food for convenience, and if I am honest, for the pleasure of it too.

So how I do recover from my food indiscretions?

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I have been writing in journals almost all my life. I have another blog, The Prayer Journals, Facebook page and a Twitter account for The Prayer Journals. Above is what I posted on August 5, 2019 and the topic of my prayer journal for that day. My prayer journal is where I go to help me keep going on my wellness journey in mind, body, and spirit.

Lesson 6: My Tribe

We all need a tribe even if one is described as a loner. If I am being honest, I have become more of a loner over the years by burying myself in my writing and poetry. I was also never one for support groups, especially the ones my physicians would suggest when trying to advise me in a variety of weight loss programs. I am just not a “joiner,” I replied.

Who is my tribe?

An Intermittent Fasting Facebook group I found is one. These intermittent fasting members from around the world post everything from there before-after photos, their fears, their concerns, their encouragement to other members. I never thought I would find such motivation and encouragement from a support group, and perhaps; if I am being honest, I don’t have to drive anywhere or mingle. But to give you an idea of the motivation in this group, a member whose first name is, Jenny posted this recently.

“I met my goal weight this morning of 120lbs my SW was 438lbs 4 years ago.” I cannot think of anything more motivating for an obese person to read and see someone else’s persistence in their journey to wellness.

Secondly, they are my soul-sisters, family, friends, neighbors, co-workers who share my Christian faith and who lift me up in their presence and prayer in my journey for wellness in mind, body, and spirit.

And thirdly, and most importantly, is my husband and our two sons. I love and adore these three men who have put up with so much from me in so many ways. Yet, they still love and support me in all ways on this life journey. While my journey is mine alone, if I am being honest, I want to live long enough to share in their journeys as long as God sees fit.

Lesson 7: Perfection

Perfection is impractical. This is but one of the most difficult lessons for me to learn. A planner/perfectionist personality is always analyzing every move, every event, and every failure or misstep. If I am being honest, it is going back to all these lessons I have learned to this point in my journey to wellness and more lessons I am sure to learn that will help me to overcome any relapse or wrong turn.

Failure is not the opposite of success; it is part of success.

Peace is possible.

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I have God. I have my tribe. I have you, my readers. I am grateful for all of you.

Until next time…

I will continue to post monthly in this series, IF I am being honest, my journey to wellness until January 2020. I will then post occasionally until I reach my weight goal.

Blogging my progress helps me to keep it real for me in mind, body and spirit. If you need me to be a part of your tribe for wellness in mind, body and spirit, I hope you will reach out to me. I would love to hear from you. I sincerely appreciate my readers following The Blogging Owl and my other blogs too. Please feel free to leave a comment or contact me by email at Hoot@TheBloggingOwl.com.

Peace,

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IF I am being honest – My 1st 6 Months

This is the 6th post in my series, IF I am being honest, my journey to wellness. I have a learned a great deal about myself in mind, body and spirit since converting to an intermittent fasting lifestyle on January 2, 2019. In this year of turning 58 years old, I made a commitment to intermittent fasting as a means of losing weight, relieve joint inflammation and stiffness, and regain my overall physical health.

As I confided in earlier posts in this series, I had seen several different medical specialists who, without fail would recommend weight loss surgery for my (gulp) obesity. Yes, I still have difficulty even writing the word much less admitting that I am obese. But recognizing the undeniable and accepting that fact has been the first step, if I am being honest, of becoming disciplined for doing something about it. Yet after much personal research and in speaking with friends and family who have had weight loss surgery, I did not want to risk the possible complications of such an invasive surgery nor did I think I could be successful with weight management with an autoimmune disease (Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis), or because of my personality (more about that in a minute).

BODY MIND SPIRIT BALANCE

After reading the book, The Obesity Code by Dr. Jason Fung and his follow-up book with co-author, Jimmy Moore, The Complete Guide to Intermittent Fasting, I was convinced with all of the research and science within these books, that perhaps just perhaps, I could be successful in my goal of weight loss.

IF I am being honest, my first 6 months

In my first 6 months of IF, I have lost an average of one (1) pound per week. This may not sound like a big weight loss for many people; however, it has been a huge loss for someone who has not lost more than 3-4 pounds with any other diet plan.

Initially, I was sleeping better and for this chronic insomniac, I was truly amazed! I had even slept through an early morning doctor appointment. My face did not look pasty or swollen after the first month of fasting. I simply had more energy and I was thrilled I was seeing positive results so quickly. It was the motivation I needed to keep disciplined to fast every day.

After a few more months in my conversion to intermittent fasting, I began to see inches being lost around my waist and then my hips. My clothes, both shirts and pants, began to feel looser. And after 5 months, I was one pant size smaller. Hoot! Hoot!

The most important lessons I have learned with intermittent fasting has not been found in a book. The most important lessons I have learned from fasting was during the Lenten season and beyond. These lessons were about my relationships.

My relationship with food.

My relationship with exercise.

My personal relationships.

 

IF I am being honest, my relationship with food.

If I am being honest, my food choices were predicated on the following in this order:

1) My personal laziness
2) My boredom
3) My comfort

In the last 6 months, I realized that my relationship with food was an automatic response to one or all three of those feelings. I abhor cooking, particularly the preparatory work that goes into cooking. I find absolutely no enjoyment in the whole process of cooking, and then, I only value the result if someone else has graciously and more expertly prepared the meal.

I ate whatever was convenient. I ate whatever was put in front to me. I ate what I wanted to eat. Period. The food was not always nutritious and for the most part was unhealthy for my autoimmune disease, Hashimoto’s.

Intermittent fasting fit right into my personal laziness. In fact, OMAD (one meal a day) was a perfect solution for my laziness. I didn’t need to think about breakfast or what to prepare for lunch to take to the office. My evening meal was usually prepared by my husband, Vinny Sal, who loves to cook and he is a great cook! All I had to do was drink enough black coffee, unsweetened tea and water to get through to the next eating window. Fasting became easier once I got through the first 1-2 weeks and because I was seeing immediate benefits, I was motivated to keep going with IF.

During those times when fasting was difficult, I convinced myself I was just bored and I kept myself busy with writing, reading or cleaning. My continued efforts to declutter the house has been a perfect exercise to ignoring a grumbling stomach. I have learned the signs of boredom. When I start thinking about my next meal, I know that is my cue to get moving.

I, like many people, seek comfort in food. Certain foods with their aroma, texture, and taste can enhance the mood and comfort me with pleasant thoughts and memories. There is nothing intrinsically harmful in comfort food. I have learned that comfort food for me is the value I put on it. Is it worth it to me to indulge in a huge plate of pasta laden with melted mozzarella if it is going to make me feel bloated, constipated and stiff with inflammation just because I had a bad day at the office? Or can I partake of it within reason like a piece of birthday cake only on special events and holidays and still enjoy it with family and friends? I say, yes, to the latter.

IF I am being honest, my relationship with exercise.

When I was growing up on the farm, I loved being outside – walking, exploring the fields and woods, riding my bicycle, swimming and playing outside with friends. During my school years, I was on the softball, track team and enjoyed playing flag football in gym class. When I began to climb the corporate ladder, marriage and the arrival of children, my golf game and exercise classes with my girlfriend went to the wayside.

Over the years, I have wasted plenty of hard-earned dollars on gym memberships and home exercise equipment that I never used. If I am being honest, I hate working out at the gym or riding on a stationary bike. I cannot fathom anything more boring. Before I converted to intermittent lifestyle, I tried to get outdoors to exercise. I came up with a backyard walking routine. After work each day I would walk the inside of the perimeter of our fenced backyard. It allowed me to walk without having to get back into my car to go someplace whether it was downtown or  to the park. Because we live out in rural suburbia, the roads do not have safe walking paths or sidewalks outside our front door, so the backyard allowed me to walk in a safe environment while playing ball with the dogs. Even though the next-door neighbors were surely snickering, I persisted and then winter hit. That ended the backyard walking routine.

If I am being honest, I will never purchase another gym membership, home exercise equipment or do any exercise that I do not enjoy doing. Before the would’ve, could’ve and should’ve people tell me I don’t love myself enough or I don’t want it bad enough, just stop with the nonsense. I know and accept that exercise can help me meet my weight loss goals faster. No one needs to tell me that – I get it. But if I am being honest, I have reached a point in my life where I am not going to waste money or do anything that does not bring me joy and peace in mind, body and spirit.

(I do have a recommendation for athletic fitness centers. If gyms offered drop-in membership cards like the Yoga and Zumba instructors often do, I may change my mind.)

My husband, Vinny Sal was listening to a medical program on the radio and a physician simply stated, “Motion is the lotion.” By that he means that movement is necessary for weight loss, joint pain and stiffness. So, what motion brings me joy and peace? Okay, so for all of you that said, sex, let’s move on to other forms of exercise for discussion purposes.

In the warmer seasons, I will take up again, my favorite activities of golf, walking and gardening. In the winter season, I will return to the never-ending decluttering of the family estate. It is amazing what packing, stacking, and carrying boxes, moving furniture up and down stairs and out to the garage for donation can do for one’s mind, body and spirit. I will motivate myself to walk out in the backyard or wrap my brain around walking around one of the indoor or outdoor retail malls. I will find other ways to walk whether at the office, shopping or at the beach.

IF I am being honest, my personal relationships.

If I am being honest, I have more clarity in personal relationships. I have learned to compromise and have more patience, not just in my personal relationships but with all people including myself. That doesn’t mean I still don’t get pissed off with people like the two chain-smoking women who decided to sit next to me on the beach. I simply moved to another spot out of line of their drifting cigarette smoke.

As my soul sister, JT in San Antonio recently shared with me is that no one needs to be my conscious nor do I need to be anyone’s conscious. The Holy Spirit already has that job, she said. She is one spiritually in-tune soul-sister!

Because here is my point about calling out this chain-smoking beach incident,  I am responsible for my health. I am responsible for my happiness. If referencing cigarettes as cancer sticks on my Facebook feed causes another person to feel ashamed of their habit, then perhaps the Holy Spirit (not me) is guiding them to take responsibility for their own health and happiness too. And for those who have already kicked the habit whether it is cigarettes, alcohol, drugs or food addiction, there is no shame in it. I am one of you. We have taken responsibility for our health and our happiness. We have held ourselves accountable.

So, here is the most important personal relationship lesson. Be kind. Be patient. (Thank you, Christine for reminding me.) We are all human. We, who have taken responsibility for our own wellness, are on our own unique journey in mind, body and spirit. Find your tribe who support your wellness journey. My Intermittent Fasting Support Group on Facebook has been my lifeline as well as my soul-sisters, JT, Christine, my sister, Sandra to name a few, and certainly my patient and loving husband, my two sons, extended family and friends (even if some of them who still don’t fully understand it).

IF I am being honest, my second 6 months

As I enter the next 6 months and beyond of the intermittent fasting lifestyle, I will hold onto these statements:

My speed doesn’t matter, forward is forward.

My dreams don’t work, unless I do.

Discipline is just choosing between what I want now and what I want most.

And more importantly:

In my weakness, Christ is my strength.

I will continue to post monthly in this series, IF I am being honest, my journey to wellness until January 2020. I will then post occasionally until I reach my weight goal.

Blogging my progress helps me to keep it real for me in mind, body and spirit. If you need me to be a part of your tribe for wellness in mind, body and spirit, I hope you will reach out to me. I would love to hear from you. I sincerely appreciate my readers following The Blogging Owl and my other blogs too. Please feel free to leave a comment or contact me by email at Hoot@TheBloggingOwl.com.

Peace,

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IF I am being honest – Autoimmune Disease

This is my fourth post in my series, “IF I am being honest” – my journey to wellness by converting to the intermittent fasting lifestyle. In the last 30 plus days since my last post in this series, I had a severe case of strep throat, a double ear infection and laryngitis. While I was extremely sick for two weeks, I continued to fast a minimum of 16:8 – meaning I would fast for 16 hours and my eating window was 8 hours. The main reason I broke my OMAD (one meal a day fasting) wasn’t because I was sick, but that I needed to take an antibiotic twice a day with food. Now some people who may not buy into the IF lifestyle may think I was deathly sick because I fast every day. In fact, many people around me at work and at home were sick as well prior to my becoming ill. The interesting reflection is that I recovered more quickly than those I worked with including my husband.

I wish I could say that being sick helped me to lose weight since my last post 30 days ago. It did not. The good news is that I didn’t gain any weight either. Partly due I believe that I did not track my calories nor was I concerned about the quality of my meals (comfort food). Although I will say except the occasional handful of potato chips (no dip) and the eating ice cream twice, my meals were not as bad as prior to starting intermittent fasting.

I believe the real reason for no weight loss in the last thirty days is due to my autoimmune disease, Hashimoto’s thyroiditis. Hashimoto’s is one type of autoimmune disease and here is a complete list of autoimmune diseases: https://www.aarda.org/diseaselist/.

What is an Autoimmune Disease?

The American Autoimmune Related Diseases Association states on their website, “One of the functions of the immune system is to protect the body by responding to invading microorganisms, such as viruses or bacteria, by producing antibodies or sensitized lymphocytes (types of white blood cells). Under normal conditions, an immune response cannot be triggered against the cells of one’s own body. In some cases, however, immune cells make a mistake and attack the very cells that they are meant to protect. This can lead to a variety of autoimmune diseases. They encompass a broad category of related diseases in which the person’s immune system attacks his or her own tissue.”

Per WebMD, the most common types of autoimmune disorders and diseases:

• Rheumatoid arthritis (RA)
• Systemic lupus erythematosus (Lupus)
• Inflammatory bowel disease (IBD)
• Multiple sclerosis (MS)
• Type 1 diabetes mellitus
• Guillain-Barre syndrome
• Chronic inflammatory demyelinating polyneuropathy (CIDP)
• Psoriasis.
• Hashimoto’s thyroiditis
• Myasthenia gravis
• Vasculitis

Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis

This letter from “Thyroid Sexy” Facebook page perfectly sums up what it means for a person, who like me struggles with Hashimoto’s thyroiditis, an autoimmune disease.

Hi. My name is Hashimoto’s.

I’m an invisible autoimmune disease that attacks your thyroid gland causing you to become hypothyroid. I am now velcroed to you for life. If you have hypothyroidism, you probably have me. I am the number one cause of it in the U.S. and many other places around the world.

I’m so sneaky–I don’t always show up in your blood work.
Others around you can’t see me or hear me, but YOUR body feels me.
I can attack you anywhere and any way I please.
I can cause severe pain or, if I’m in a good mood, I can just cause you to ache all over.
Remember when you and energy ran around together and had fun?
I took energy from you and gave you exhaustion. Try to have fun now.
I can take good sleep from you and in its place, give you brain fog and lack of concentration.
I can make you want to sleep 24/7, and I can also cause insomnia.
I can make you tremble internally or make you feel cold or hot when everyone else feels normal.
I can also give you swollen hands and feet, swollen face and eyelids, swollen everything.
I can make you feel very anxious with panic attacks or very depressed. I can also cause other mental health problems. You know, crazy mood swings? That’s me. Crying for no reason? Angry for no reason? That’s probably me too.
I can make your hair fall out, become dry and brittle, cause acne, cause dry skin, the sky is the limit with me.
I can make you gain weight and no matter what you eat or how much you exercise; I can keep that weight on you. I can also make you lose weight. I don’t discriminate.
Some of my other autoimmune disease friends often join me, giving you even more to deal with.
If you have something planned, or are looking forward to a great day, I can take that away from you.
You didn’t ask for me. I chose you for various reasons:
That virus or viruses you had that you never really recovered from, or that car accident, or maybe it was the years of abuse and trauma (I thrive on stress.) You may have a family history of me. Whatever the cause, I’m here to stay.

I hear you’re going to see a doctor to try and get rid of me. That makes me laugh. Just try. You will have to go to many, many doctors until you find one who can help you effectively.
You will be put on the wrong medication for you, pain pills, sleeping pills, energy pills, told you are suffering from anxiety or depression, given anti-anxiety pills and antidepressants.

There are so many other ways I can make you sick and miserable, the list is endless – that high cholesterol, gall bladder issue, blood pressure issue, blood sugar issue, heart issue among others? That’s probably me.
Can’t get pregnant or have had a miscarriage?
That’s probably me too.
Shortness of breath or “air hunger?” Yep, probably me.
Liver enzymes elevated? Yep, probably me.
Teeth and gum problems? TMJ?
Hives? Yep, probably me.
I told you the list was endless.

You may be given a TENs unit, get massaged, told if you just sleep and exercise properly, I will go away. You’ll be told to think positively, you’ll be poked, prodded, and MOST OF ALL, not taken seriously when you try to explain to the endless number of doctors you’ve seen, just how debilitating I am and how ill and exhausted you really feel. In all probability you will get a referral from these ‘understanding’ (clueless) doctors, to see a psychiatrist.

Your family, friends and co-workers will all listen to you until they just get tired of hearing about how I make you feel, and just how debilitating I can be. Some of them will say things like “Oh, you are just having a bad day” or “Well, remember, you can’t do the things you used to do 20 YEARS ago”, not hearing that you said 20 DAYS ago. They’ll also say things like, “if you just get up and move, get outside and do things, you’ll feel better.” They won’t understand that I take away the ‘gas’ that powers your body and mind to ENABLE you to do those things.

Some will start talking behind your back, they’ll call you a hypochondriac, while you slowly feel that you are losing your dignity, trying to make them understand, especially if you are in the middle of a conversation with a “normal” person, and can’t remember what you were going to say next. You’ll be told things like, “Oh, my grandmother had that, and she’s fine on her medication” when you desperately want to explain that I don’t impose myself upon everyone in the exact same way, and just because that grandmother is fine on the medication SHE’S taking, doesn’t mean it will work for you.

They will not understand that having this disease impacts your body from the top of your head to the tip of your toes, and that every cell and every bodily system and organ requires the proper amount and the right kind of thyroid hormone medication for YOU. Not what works for someone else.

The only place you will get the kind of support and understanding in dealing with me is with other people that have me. They are really the only ones who can truly understand.

I am Hashimoto’s Disease.

IF I am being honest, Intermittent Fasting has saved my life

In four short months from converting to the Intermittent Fasting lifestyle, I have lost 20 pounds. Notice I did not use the word “only” 20 pounds. 20 pounds is huge for me since I have not been able to lose more than 3 pounds in the last 20 plus years since giving birth to my sons. My weight just continued to climb and I one day when I am at a healthier weight, I will disclose to you my starting weight on January 2, 2019.

I visited my endocrinologist last week for my 6- month appointment. Due to the change in my diet of nominal sugar, no processed foods, gluten-free, minimal dairy, clean protein and more vegetables, my weight loss has resulted in my blood lab work indicating that I am no longer pre-diabetic. My next appointment is in one year, although I must have fasting blood lab work performed every 15 to 20-pound weight loss to insure my thyroid medication is at the correct dosage. YAY!!!

My new prolonged IF routine

There are four types of intermittent fasting. I follow prolonged intermittent fasting, meaning that I fast longer than 20 hours. After being sick for two weeks, it was difficult to get back on the prolonged fasting train. But after completing my first 36-hour clean fast, I was back to a near normal IF schedule of OMAD Monday through Friday, 18:6 Saturday and 20:4 on Sunday. I felt fantastic after my 36-hour fast, so I am going to incorporate two 36-hour fasts in the second and fourth week of each month.

Feeling fantastic except…

If I am being honest, my hope for the last thirty days was to incorporate a consistent exercise routine. And if I am really being honest, Hashimoto’s took its’ toll on me after being sick. While I recovered from the strep throat, double ear infection and laryngitis quicker than most around me, the fatigue, the TMJ/gum issues, and mental lapses made me more determined to get back on a solid track of prolonged fasting. Because prolonged fasting helps me to feel energized.

Why?

I feel more in control of my calories and the quality of food I eat, and weirdly enough, the longer I fast the more energetic I feel. If I waited 24 hours to a eat a meal, I don’t want to eat poorly only to feel horribly bloated afterwards and I certainly never want my joints to be inflamed ever again! Before starting intermittent fasting, I could not even climb a flight of stairs. No way! I am not going back to feeling like that again.

IF I am being honest in my next 30 days…

After showing my husband my photo after 30 days of IF and my photo after almost 100 days of IF, his response was, “Wow!” Now you may think that he should have noticed the changes without showing him the photos, but it isn’t easy showing even your soul mate how ugly you feel you look in your own skin in the daylight. Intermittent fasting changes the body composition. Clothes begin to fit differently. Skin is clearer and more youthful. My face is thinner, and I see a waistline coming back too. My only worry is that when my waste ‘flap’ disappears that my tits may take its’ place.

I have a long way to go to where I want to be weight-wise. Patience and persistence will get me there, I know it.

After summoning up the courage and hearing my husband’s response, I feel even more motivated to get the walking shoes on, swinging a golf club, and incorporating more concentrated activity of any type into my daily routine. And then maybe, just maybe, someday I will be comfortable enough to post photos on this blog. Fingers crossed!

In closing, other people have contacted me to help them start their own intermittent journey. It brings joy to my heart that by blogging my progress and keeping it real that it may have resonated with others to start down their own path of wellness in mind, body and spirit.

I sincerely appreciate my readers following The Blogging Owl and my other blogs too. Please feel free to leave a comment or contact me by email at Hoot@TheBloggingOwl.com. I would love to hear from you.

Peace,

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