EMF Validation – Better Late Than Never

As I write in Riding the Waves: Diagnosing Treating and Living with EMF Sensitivity shortly after relocating to the SF Bay Area in 2000 I began experiencing debilitating mysterious life-altering symptoms that turned out to be the result of my sensitivity to ultra-low and very low EM frequencies.  Some of the worst symptoms were the result of my sensitivity to the EM frequencies released by geologic fault lines in the hours and days before an earthquake.

The book contains a copy of the journal I kept documenting my ability to predict earthquakes.

consistently and successfully predicted the time of day, day of the week, size in magnitude and which fault line was going to pop based on how severe the physical symptoms – which included nausea, headaches, and dizziness – were.

I was able to predict quakes on fault lines up to 15 miles away days before the quake happened within .1 on the richter scale and within minutes of the event.

The book also contains details of how I validated my sensitivity to fault lines.  I explain that while information from the USGS was able to confirm the location of majority of the fault lines I identified in a double blind test, there were fault lines I ID’d that USGS had no record of – until there was a quake.

They published in the paper the quake happened on a “previously unknown fault.”

Once I realized it was the ultra-low and very low EMs coming from geologic fault lines making me so sick I told Aaron there was a fault line running down our street.

I could feel it.

USGS had no record of a fault where I insisted it was.  

I Knew It!

This morning I saw an article in SF Chronicle detailing the discovery of a previously unknown fault line.  The map shows the fault runs down the street we lived on.

Exactly where I said it was.

We visited the Bay Area the summer of 24.  Though the trip was for pleasure it was an opportunity to see if I was sickened in locales that used to cause me grief.

Such as the Railroad Museum in Sacramento.

We visited our old neighborhood where I walked up the street to see if I could still feel the fault and whether it would make me ill.

Was I truly cured of my sensitivity?

As I explain in my interview with Lloyd Burrell of Electricsense I’m no longer sickened by these frequencies even as I remain aware of them.

I felt the fault line with every step I took.

For more on this oh so adventurous part of my life see The World of EMF on elizabethmaxim.com.

Be well.

Look for the Bright Spots

Getting ready to record the next podcast episode.  This one is different stylistically as it focuses more on the nurture side of things but the stories provide context and there’s plenty of information on how to integrate holistic health practices into everyday living.

Sharing the stories had me thinking of how throughout my life – a life filled with plenty of adversity – I always had some wonderful positive experience (or person) to offset or perhaps more apt – get me through that adversity.

To Give Context

I’m wearing a cool t-shirt with Tarpon Springs (FL) on the front.  While on my walk this morning I chatted with someone who thought she’d been there.

I walk 7 – 10 miles a day 7 days a week.

As we compared notes it became evident we were talking about the same cool place.  

Closing the Gap

The process of comparing notes had me describing the area in detail.  A big part of that was talking about the sponge docks where the boats in the harbor gather sponges from the sea floor, bring in shrimp, and a handful who do whaling.

It was when I described how they celebrate the Epiphany she knew we were talking about the same place.

It’s so cool.

As I was finishing my walk and just now sitting here I was thinking about why I knew so much about this place.  

That knowledge certainly didn’t come from going to school there for a handful of months.

A classmate I befriended invited me to her home.

A small sailboat she shared with her dad and older brother.

She walked me through the area and introduced me to a number of guys who made their living by the sea.

And who were fiercely protective of her and by extension – me.

I loved learning the whaling boat in the harbor that day had a kitty who loved to sail the seas.

What’s special about this? It’s one of many rays of sunshine that poked through clouds over my life.

My parents were on the verge of a divorce that plunged my mom brother and I into financial hardship as well as a host of other fun pieces to the separation puzzle.

It’s a reminder to look for the bright spots because they’re there even in the midst of chaos.

Be well.

It’s the Simple Things

Hello readers and visitors!  Hoping you’re finding time to enjoy the day.

I’ve loved roses for as long as I can remember – tried growing them in Michigan once I owned my own house but for reasons – beyond long brutal winters – wasn’t successful.

That didn’t mean the desire didn’t live in my heart.

As luck would have it the house we bought in the East Bay (CA) had a couple of rose bushes.  Problem?  I didn’t know how to care for them.

Neighbor to the Rescue!!

I was fortunate to live next to a woman who was more than happy to share her knowledge of all things Mother Nature with me.

We used to enjoy chilled white wine overlooking our efforts in the summers while she – older – shared life’s wisdom with me.

Fast Forward

The simple pleasures.

I normally have tennis shoes on when I grab my garden hose and – after turning the spigot – pull it down the drive to water plants.  Today was different.

Meeting of the Happy Kind

As it happened I had a set time where I’d be talking on the phone with a longtime friend. Given I wasn’t wearing socks or shoes in my house I saw no point – given the beautiful weather we’re having – to don them when I stepped to my porch for a chin wag.

I can’t remember the last time I’ve been outside in bare feet.

After concluding the call I looked over – realized the flower and fauna I’ve been babying could use a dose of water.  Not bothering to put on shoes I stepped over to turn on the spigot.

Wow! Mother Nature!

Halfway across the driveway I stopped to consider how long it had been since I’d run across cement or put my bare feet in dirt

  Memory upon memory …

As a kid I spent my life running around in bare feet, uncaring how the hot cement of the sidewalks and driveway burned.

I remember the feel of grass on my feet – the feel of mud near the river at the local park.

The Sun Shines

About a half hour later a neighbor went by.  Smiling I told him of the joy of watering my flowers.  It was only ten minutes later I understood the look of confusion on his face.

Why would you water flowers with a garden hose when you have a sprinkler system?

Because to do otherwise would deprive me of the simple pleasures of life.

Visualization & Manfesting: Managing the Down Times

Water drop or rain drop falling on water surface. Liquid ripple splash in sunlight with reflection, macro image. Abstract background, 3D illustration

Came across two articles related to manifesting.

A topic I frequently write about.

It got me thinking.

Especially the visualization one.

I’m due for a refresh on my visualizations.

Life changes around us so it’s good to reevaluate your goals to ensure things are moving in the right direction.

As I sat down to my lunchtime reading it occurred to me I could share how I handle the between time.

The time between when goals are first visualized to when they manifest.

This particular between time has another angle.  I’m still interested in the goals I’ve been visualizing but I’m not putting specific visualizations behind them because of the nuances life’s changes have introduced.  These changes mean it’s premature to put visuals – which are powerful tools for manifesting – into practice.

Too many variables are in play.

My lunchtime reading had me realizing I’d unconsciously come up with a solution.

Don’t Visualize.

Yeah, right.

My mind doesn’t race but it does tend to not shut off.

I’ll wake in the night with an idea for a book or a podcast, etc.

While this is cool on the surface it can lead to burnout.

Been there, done that, don’t want the sequel.

I unconsciously chose an activity that soothes my active mind.

Nope, not walking.

I reread my favorite books!

I love reading.

Some of the books are stories I’ve written.  Others, novels by my favorite authors.

It’s an enjoyable activity that keeps my mind engaged to the degree I don’t stress over the fact it’s in between and I need to wait out a few things.

Things outside my control.

I consider it letting the soil rest so it will be ready when I plant the next seeds.

A hobby can be a wonderful way to distract the mind from what is outside its control and while in this particular case it’s rereading stories it could be playing a sport, building Legos, doing jigsaw puzzles.

Ideally it should distract and relax.

Be well and Happy Manifesting!

Did Homeopathy Speed Healing?

Wanted to share an observation that may help others.  

Anyone who’s listened to the introductory episode of my podcast series Navigating the Holistic Path: Integrating Holistic Health Practices Into Everyday Living knows I’m big on homeopathy as part of my holistic bag of tricks.  I recently had a healing experience that – as I aim for – gives context.

I’d been taking hypericum perforatum to address sciatic pain.  It didn’t take long to feel a significant reduction in pain but – as they say in Ginsu Knife land – there’s more!

I noticed I was sleeping better.  I went from [often] waking up between 1 and 3 am (after going to bed at 10 pm) to waking up after 4.

Going from 2 – 3 hours a night to 5.5 – 6!

One blessed day I woke up close to 6!

Curious I did a bit of research – saw that this is a homeopathic version of St. John’s Wort.

Homeopathic formulations are micro-doses and are not the same as their herbal counterparts.

St. John’s Wort is used to – among other things – help with sleep!

Ginsu Sharpening

There’s More!

The therapeutic nature of this homeopathic remedy is its effectiveness as an anti-inflammatory which is why it’s helpful with sciatica.  As it happens I was on my morning walk days back when I took a spill.  Putting my hands out I ended up scraping my right palm and left thumb to the degree there was a bit of bleeding.

Right knee too.

While it stung I continued on.

To walk it off.

I’m grateful for the commuters who stopped.

Offered to take me somewhere – made sure I was okay.

Am I Seeing This?

Sci-fi comes to life.

As I walked I periodically looked at my scuffed skin.

Kept mentally replaying what if I hadn’t… could I have avoided…?

I noted something pretty unbelievable.  It appeared as if my scrapes were healing before my eyes. They were literally disappearing!

Like something out of a sci-fi film!

Doubting Thomas Rides The Skies

I kept looking – kept seeing progress too quick to be believed.

And yet I was seeing it.

Plausible Explanation

I suspect having taken the hypericum – anti-inflammatory – for days before the spill meant my body was primed to throw healing resources at the wound.

Reducing inflammation so the body could heal as it’s meant.

And Now?

Within 2 days the wound was 1/4 in size.

No bruising – never was any which is fantastical given the fun of doing a baseball slide into rough pavement.

The thumb is completely healed and after 3 days the palm is almost free of any scabs.  

Incredible.

If I hadn’t seen it I would never have believed it.

This is the kind of story I share in my podcast series.

Real life.

Be well!

Banishing Demons (Negative Energy Pulling You Down)

I recently launched a podcast series about integrating holistic health practices into everyday living

Drawing on my tendancy to use stories to give context.

While the initial episodes focus more on the body and mind part of the equation I do sprinkle in the spirit piece.  

I’ll be including more of the third part of the holistic pie in future episodes.

Wanted to share a recent experience that illustrates I walk the talk.

The Universe Steps In

Kismet in Action.

I was reading through the Apple News feed

Insert whistling and carefree skip down the morning routine trail.

An article appeared that intrigued me with its title.

A piece suggested based on something that caught the algorithms’ eye.

Not even halfway through I knew this was the perfect information at the perfect time.  Even though we hadn’t renovated we had areas in our home that had stagnant energy.

Including some that felt almost ominous.

Energetic Case Study

Bedroom Closet

For whatever reason that closet has long bothered me, to the degree I insisted the door always be shut.

In hindsight this probably added insult to injury since it meant no air circulating.

Aaron and I share the closet and he was baffled why I was so insistent the door always be closed.

I knew something off with the energy in there.

 Excited I might have a fix I put a bowl of lemon water in and yep – it lifted the energy. 

I also sprinkled a mix of baking soda and salt on the carpet with the intent it be vacuumed up in a day or two.

I knew putting a bowl of salt in a room or space where an argument had taken place would remove negative energy but hadn’t heard of the mix before.

Weirdly enough after the space was vacuumed the energy came down again.

I did a repeat lemon water treatment.

When I came to the realization I was going to have to do at least one more lemon water – maybe every couple of days indefinitely – I decided to get to the root cause.

Keep Digging

The root’s there somewhere.

I’m sharing because – as I mention in my podcasts – conditions are likely to return if you only deal with symptoms.

Holistic healing deals with root cause.

But First…

It isn’t as if I hadn’t tried dealing with the issue.  

For the past several years.

  • Switched my side with Aaron’s
  • Switched front to back
  • Organized by clothing item
  • Organized by color/season
  • Got rid of anything that no longer served

Nothing worked.

I ended up switching the two sides back to how they were.

Out of Sight But Not Out of Mind

Or Spirit

Just so happens I had a small inexpensive box I’d purchased at Michael’s Craft Store containing items that – though they used to hold joy – now held disappointment.

To the degree even thinking of what was in the box made me sad.

The fix wasn’t something I could tackle with a plan.

I’d held onto the items in the hopes maybe the individual who did have the fix might … 

I know. When we leave our happiness up to someone else’s behavior or actions we set ourselves up for failure but I felt getting rid of what was in there was admitting defeat – that the situation was hopeless.

Stubborn Celt that I am I refused to give up hope.

After awhile I shoved the box where I wouldn’t have to look at it.

And be reminded of what I’d lost.

I was determined to get to the root cause of the negative energy in that space.

The box and its contents as they were now energetically entwined.

Timing is Everything

When I opened the box I saw another smaller one inside.  I got the biggest smile!  

I thought I’d gotten rid of it during a before or after move sort/organize.

Not only did I still have this box which brings memories of a wonderful time in my life but upon opening it found things I thought lost in a move!

I was so happy!

After securing the box and the items it contained I turned to the other box.

And items representing disappointment and sadness.

I wasn’t sad!  Finding those items I thought gone lifted my spirits to the degree I could look at the remaining items dispassionately.

I could also let them go without feeling all hope was lost.

I just didn’t care anymore.  Waiting for something that might never happen was no longer worth my time or effort.

This morning I noticed that for the past few days I’ve been leaving the closet door open.

The monsters hiding inside have been banished.

More adventures coming soon.

Be well!

Podcast Episde: The Stories That Make Us

Working on the second episode of Navigating the Holistic Path: A Series About Integrating Holistic Health Practices into Everyday Living and thought I’d give a bit of information about what to expect.

As I mention in the introductory episode throughout the series I discuss the differences between allopathic and holistic approaches to health and wellness and share stories to give context.  

I also share tools to keep in your holistic bag of tricks.

The second episode is brimming with stories of people including family who influenced my decision to live the holistic path.  As I write in my blog post I believe it’s important to share stories and I’m very grateful to the people who had such an influence for the life lessons and wisdom they shared.  It’s because they did I can pass that knowledge and wisdom to others.

Knowledge is Power. Experience is Power to Share.

Here’s the thing.  Not all the stories are happy ones but they are truths that shaped my life and my journey to where I am today.  My intent is to share the lessons and the wisdom in ways that avoid drama and yet allow for credibility.

I believe this approach allows me to help people from numerous walks of life because they will see we are all connected.

A fundamental principle of holistic.  

As a lovely woman I met today put it.  “We may not all have the same adversity but we’lve all had adversity and it means we can relate.  We are connected.”

Well said.

I’ll be giving an update on when to expect the next episode soon.  In the meantime I invite you to watch the Welcome episode.

Be well.

Navigating the Holistic Path

I’m pleased to announce the launch of my podcast series Navigating the Holistic Path.

A series about integrating holistic health practices into everyday living.

Throughout the series I cover the differences between holistic and allopathic approaches to health and welness and share stories to give context.

I also share tools and resources to keep in your holistic bag of tricks.

Topics in the introductory episode include

  • The long windy path to my becoming a holistic doctor

Includes the story of how life derailed my plans to put me there.

  • A holistic approach to anxiety

Includes holistic remedies and resources.

  • Alcohol as a holistic tool

Includes factors to consider when deciding whether to incorporate.

And more.

Be well!

Ice Cream Man: We Need to Tell our Stories

I volunteer to help kids with literacy.  I showed up on a recent day and was asked if I’d be willing to work with a special needs child because the specialist had to call out.  Happy to do so I soon found myself in a secluded part of a hallway listening to a little boy read about a tour of an ice cream factory.

The nature of the program means the volunteers and students find places to sit together which may be in an overcrowded room with a cacophany of voices or in a hall where students changing classes walk by.

At one point he looked at me and asked “Why so many screams?”

This was after watching him struggle with the fact he was trying to form the thought.  Telling him to take his time seemed to help him relax and articulate what was on his mind.

Why So Many Screams?

I immediately picked up his concern over the word scream but also knew he lacked context.  I quickly explained it was a childhood rhyme.

I scream you scream we all scream for ice cream.

I suspected my explanation didn’t fly because he wasn’t familiar with the rhyme so I quickly explained it was something kids would call out when chasing the ice cream man.  This necessitated I explain what the ice cream man was.

And why kids would be chasing him.

I admit – I have not seen or heard an ice cream man in all the years I’ve lived in this region of the country but that didn’t stop me from telling this sweet boy

“I’m old.  When I was little in Michigan my friends and me would chase the ice cream man – you could hear him coming by the music in his truck – yelling “I scream you scream we all scream for ice cream.”

I watched him think over the honest explanation then slowly nod.  And then he smiled.

A beautiful smile that lit up his features.

He said “I can’t wait to tell my mom.”

I don’t know if his mom is a translplant from another part of the country – maybe a place where she grew up hearing the telltale sound of an ice cream truck coming in her direction – but it reinforces my belief that we need to share stories with our kids

and grandkids …

I saw first hand how the lack of knowledge confused and alarmed.

We need to tell our stories

To share wisdom and give context.

And to reassure.