Animals, Asea & Divine Wisdom

I owe it all to Zoe.

After all, if it hadn’t been for her and her illness I would not have had the dream.

I see Asea as the gift she gave me. A parting gift, if you will. Her sacrifice, my gain.

Let me explain.

The morning I received her diagnosis, I saw a simple post on social media. A photo of the Asea Redox Cell Signaling bottle and 4 simple sentences.

  •  If your cells cannot SIGNAL, little else matters!
  •  Redox molecules AMPLIFY cellular signaling to REPAIR and REPLACE damaged cells!
  •  This is THE HEALTH SCIENCE BREAKTHROUGH of our lifetime!
  •  NOW IS THE TIME to DISCOVER the benefits of this technology for yourself and your loved ones.

It went into my subconscious as interesting. That’s it.

Later that same day I was given the bad news that Zoe’s body was full of growths. Inoperable. I was devastated. I had brought my sweet Zoe in for a well check and was given a death sentence.

I’d just “done this” with Grace (her surrogate...

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Transforming Health in 90 Days

I realized this weekend that my 90 days are up.

Let me explain.

I started using Asea Redox Cell Signaling Supplement April 1, 2022. Why? Because I observed my cat Zoe respond so fast — and so remarkably positive. It didn’t look like she’d survive the weekend, but instead I was gifted with 96 days. This makes my heart happy. Her quality of life was really very good and only the last 4 days were quite difficult — and I believe that was because she stopped eating her moist food which was the delivery system I used — with her food. 

Her immediate response was so mind boggling for me, I decided I wanted to “try it.” And, just as I teach that when you begin anything new, you give it 90 days, I jumped in knowing I was in for 90 days.

During the first 30 days I did not consciously notice anything, except that my teeth felt clean all day long! Isn’t that an interesting “side effect!” Nonetheless, I stayed true to my commitment....

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Traumatic Brain Injury ~ 8 Years Later

June 19 marked 8 years since I fell and suffered a traumatic brain injury. Eight years!

If you or someone you know has suffered a TBI, you know what the recovery process is like. It seems like an endless to and fro from one appointment to another to regain what was lost.

I could not read (and comprehend); I could not listen to music (unless it was classical or in another language). I could watch TV which I found odd and still do. It was about 8 months before I realized I could read more than a sentence or two and actually remember what I read.

And you know what? I was never bored. I learned that boredom is like a brain function. My brain was so broken I didn’t have the capacity of boredom. I joked (because to not joke would mean I’d have to cry at the sadness of it) that I would change my seat to change my view.

I learned to BE. I learned to sit in stillness.

I assembled a team of professionals — from PT, OT, speciality chiropractic, neurologist, myofascia, cranial...

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