Nurse Re-embraces her Work

by Jen Smith, Australia

I had always tried to convince myself that I was healthy and happy. To be honest, I was overweight, never exercised, watched a lot of TV and spent a lot of time at the pub. Not to mention the fact that I completely ignored everything that I knew I needed to address – like how and why I ate, the excuses I made to myself about not going to the dentist and doctor. It goes on, but you get the picture. All of this and I work as a Nurse and a Herbalist!

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I no Longer Worry if Someone Thinks I’m Odd for Caring for & Nurturing Myself

I spent about 20 years of my life drinking, partying, trying to be one of the lads and having a complete lack of self-worth. I got really ill as a teenager from over-drinking alcohol, but just carried on as it was what I felt gave me confidence and was what all young people did, I didn’t know another way of being. It came to the point where I got so sick, I wasn’t digesting food properly and I had constant diarrhoea.

I decided to seek help, I was advised by a nutritionist to stop eating gluten and dairy and to cut down on my alcohol consumption. Over the next couple of years I started to feel better and decided to stop drinking alcohol altogether as I noticed how sick it made me. The problem was that this alienated my friends, all of a sudden I didn’t have a social life and my friends thought I was weird for not drinking. So even though my body was feeling better, my lack of self-worth was still there and especially now I felt like the odd one out. Continue reading “I no Longer Worry if Someone Thinks I’m Odd for Caring for & Nurturing Myself”

Choose Love – it Really is that Simple

by Jane Torvaney

What Universal Medicine has given me are tools to help me connect to more of the love that I am. These tools do not involve worshipping Serge Benhayon, any member of his family, or any other practitioner linked to Universal Medicine. They are simple, practical and effective ways of living a life which is more honest and more loving in every way. Continue reading “Choose Love – it Really is that Simple”

Esoteric Women’s Health: What does it mean to be a Woman?

I used to think being a woman was about looking beautiful, having my nails painted and pampering myself. And that nurturing myself was having massages often and having a pedicure. I was always very focused on having a great body – muscular and lean and I took pride in displaying that body that I had worked hard for to show to others how I was taking care of myself. I pretty much strutted it around.

I remember running my body into the ground in order to maintain this image I had painstakingly created for myself which included maximising a gym membership and taking yoga classes – all in the quest to be as beautiful as all of the women I saw on magazine covers.

I felt the pressure to be perfect, flawless, fit and pretty in order to have a happy life and the man of my dreams.  Continue reading “Esoteric Women’s Health: What does it mean to be a Woman?”

Cake for Breakfast

by Anne Mallat

I used to love eating cake for breakfast.

When I was younger, I would save a piece of my birthday cake and eat it the next morning. It was the best part of my birthday. Really!

When I was older, it became cake and coffee. I would skip breakfast and go straight to morning tea. It was my favourite meal of the day.

I came to realise I was using food.

I was using food to pick me up in the mornings, to fuel me through the day, to reward myself at night for a hard day’s work. I was using food because I was exhausted. I was also using food to dull my feelings, to comfort myself, to sweeten my sadness. Continue reading “Cake for Breakfast”

Help!… I was Part of a Cult

By Joel L (Western Australia)

Not so long ago I managed to escape from a large and very powerful cult. I was born into this cult so grew up not knowing any better but still the hold it had over me was strong and my parents and siblings are still part of it.

There were strict rules about who I should and shouldn’t marry, there were clear rules about what I should and shouldn’t do on any given day. We would attend ‘Prayer Meetings’ where one of the church leaders would share interpretations from the bible and implore us to ‘be better people’ (and give money of course). The church leader would be positioned as the one that understood ‘the word’ and would interpret it for us (only males were allowed to have this role). Continue reading “Help!… I was Part of a Cult”