Open to Change… No Asthma, No Sinusitis & No Bronchitis

by E.A., Dusseldorf, Germany

A good friend of mine gave me an Esoteric Healing session and it felt so wonderful in my body that I wanted to learn the techniques. So I went to England and did some healing courses with Universal Medicine. I was quite astonished because I could feel that my body was not as racy anymore (all the time), and that I could really heal my body.

Because of my way of living my body was at that point about to develop chronic asthma – up to 4 times a year I usually got sinusitis followed by bronchitis or the other way around. I was always craving sweet things, too – most of my food intake consisted of sugar. I was so racy that sitting down and resting was not easy for me.

When I got back home from the healing courses I changed my way of living. I started to cook gluten-free, dairy-free and nearly sugar-free for my husband and me – he loved it because I had never cooked before. I stopped eating cakes, cookies and chocolate – that was so surprising for my colleagues at work. Continue reading “Open to Change… No Asthma, No Sinusitis & No Bronchitis”

Simple Truths: Food & Health – ‘the body knows’

by Anna Karam

As the owner of a health food store and an active student of Universal Medicine, I would like to respond to the recent articles regarding Serge Benhayon and the suggestions he is ‘leading a cult’ in which members are supposedly asked or forced to make drastic changes to their diets.

In all my years of studying nutrition, never have I seen a food philosophy that is so freeing and yet so loving and supportive to the body as that which Universal Medicine offers. It is a philosophy that allows one to feel for themselves a way to be with food that brings more harmony to the body. Call me crazy, but isn’t this something we all truly want? Continue reading “Simple Truths: Food & Health – ‘the body knows’”

Shock! I Achieved a High Level of Fitness with Gentle Exercise!

by Dr Rachael Hall

From the age of 9 to 17, I practised Judo twice a week, I learnt discipline, dedication, how to be able to do over 100 press ups, sit ups or squats, I learnt to channel my aggression (not deal with it), throw people, pin them down or stranglehold them until they either submitted or passed out. I loved it. The school bullies who used to pick on me for being small or too clever soon stopped hassling me when they found out I did martial arts. It gave me protection. It made me tough. I wielded it as a weapon and as my source of defence.

At 17 during a practice fight I simply paused for a moment to take a breath and in that moment I felt that this isn’t fun, it really hurts to be pushed around, kicked and thrown by another and it frightens me that I am doing this in return. Now that all happened in a split second and I didn’t really know at the time where the words or message came from. I continued with my ‘sport’ for a short period after this but each time the overwhelming feeling of “I can’t do this anymore” and the awareness of the pain I was pushing my body through became stronger until I had to eventually admit that Judo wasn’t for me anymore. My body was telling me to stop even though in my mind Judo made me fit and strong and protected. I wonder how long my body had been trying to say, ‘hey you’re hurting me’, before I actually listened and took notice. Continue reading “Shock! I Achieved a High Level of Fitness with Gentle Exercise!”

My Body has Never led me Astray

by Naren Duffy, Australia

I was invited to have a listen to a series of recorded talks given by Serge Benhayon. Upon listening to the first of the recordings I could immediately feel that there was something different being presented here. Some of it did not quite ‘work’ with what I had been reading or doing until then, but the question that was being posed to me, not by Serge, but by myself was, “what has actually been working in your life up to this point?”.

I had dallied with different spiritual teachings and read loads of spiritual books, done psychedelic and recreational drugs, studied Reiki, massage, etc. etc. etc. All of these had varying, though temporary levels of making me feel good for a while. But eventually the underlying discontent with the way my life was would creep back in and the search for the next thing to ‘add to my tool belt’ would begin again. Continue reading “My Body has Never led me Astray”

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”

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”