by Carmel Reid, Somerset, UK
I recently went to a gathering in London for people with Prosopagnosia – face-blindness. It is something that is estimated to affect around 2% of the UK population.
These are people who can’t remember faces – not names, but faces. Some can’t recognise their own family – children, husband, and friends – in some cases even themselves in a mirror. It was awesome hearing their stories and many of them echoed my own.
I have always had trouble recognising faces; I can remember hair, glasses, beards, clothes, accessories, and movement, but not the main features of the face.
Unfortunately, people change their clothes and can cut or colour their hair, and then I don’t recognise them. In my previous work as a corporate trainer I could spend a whole day teaching a group, but as soon as they got up and moved around to get a cup of coffee, I would forget who they were, even if they just put their jacket on! Continue reading “Who are the People behind these Beautiful Faces?”
As we get older, there seems to be a common way of thinking – that we will deteriorate.
I remember the stage in our lives when my husband found himself standing at the village community centre bar discussing his ailments with a neighbour and comparing what tablets they were on. They were like the two old men in the Muppets.
Why do our bodies get sicker as we get older? Why do we assume it’s normal? Continue reading “As I Get Older I Get ‘Weller’, Not Sicker”
by Doug Valentine, Peebles, Scotland
In my 30s and 40s I was highly focussed on building from start-ups a few interconnected businesses, and I put work before family most of the time. I had this belief that I should set an example by being among the first to arrive and one of the last to leave every day, and I put this belief higher than getting home to spend time with the family. I fuelled myself to do this with eight cups of tea or coffee a day, and then a bottle of wine every night to help me unwind. Without realising it, I had bit by bit over many years, given up on myself and developed patterns of numbing myself so I did not have to be aware of this fact. To the exclusion of everything else, I dedicated myself to providing enough material wealth that my family would never be poor. Reflecting back on this period now, I can see that there was an unremitting joylessness in every part of my life. Continue reading “Recovery From Early Stage Dementia”
by Dragana Brown, London, UK
In 1991 I went to the Dominican Republic to a wedding. I was 28. Whilst I was there I suddenly started getting spots on my face, particularly around the cheek area. Prior to that my face used to be absolutely crystal clear. Even throughout my teen years I never suffered from acne, and many people, women in particular, used to ask ‘what my secret was’. There was none.
At first I thought this was just some ‘strange’ phase I was going through, perhaps too much Caribbean sunshine, and that soon it would all be back to normal. I was wrong. Over the next few years it got much, much worse, and I ended up with very large and very prominent patches of redness on my face, mixed with spots. It left me feeling devastated and at times livid that it was happening to me – which didn’t help my already red face. Continue reading “Acne Rosacea: My Face could tell a Story”
by Rachel Murtagh, Somerset, UK
Universal Medicine’s ethics, integrity and teachings are very much needed in society today. This can be clearly seen by looking at the shocking statistics on illness and disease trends. The World Cancer Research Fund states that, “There are an estimated 12.7 million new cancer cases around the world every year, with this number expected to increase to 26 million by 2030”.
How many of the children in my classroom will remain unaffected by serious illness in their lifetime? Continue reading “Illness and Disease: Society’s Need for the Teachings and Presentations of Universal Medicine”