Spent most of the day trying to track down soft-shell turtles. My qigong master swears by eating soft-shell turtles to reverse cancer and tumor growth.
After watching a man hack up a live soft-shelled turtle in San Francisco Chinatown, I was already queasy before I started cooking up the soup. Upon letting it boil for 3 hours, I realized that I didn’t wash the turtle before I dropped it in the pot. Part of me wants to trash the whole turtle and idea, but it cost me $67 and my qigong master would be disappointed, so I have it in the fridge. Not sure what I will do with it in the next few days. If anyone knows about the medicinal properties of soft-shelled turtle let me know.
A member of my men’s group informed me that vanilla extract contains alcohol, so the raw vegan chocolate sauce I made and ate the other night contained another cancer no no.
I’m finding that any deviation from the anti-cancer diet has immediate effects on my body. I ate a handful of dried veggie chips last night and felt bloated until the morning, although that might have been caused by the turtle soup on my stove.
Did full prayers and movements in the morning followed by lots of walking in San Francisco. My energy levels get better everyday.
Hung out with my older brother in San Francisco all day. We talked about our mom, our childhoods, and how we coped with abuse in different ways. Then I had men’s group in the evening where the same topics came up with a completely different set of individuals.
So much healing is unleashed when we try to understand and forgive our parents.
Still trying to be attentive to intuitive guidance and have the courage to follow it. I’m really struggling with this turtle soup dilemma.
Blood again today, but not as much.