Manifesting the Perfect-for-Us Ecological Orthopaedic Mattress
(see post The Secret of the Secret, 31 January 2015, and and the post The Secret Eat Fast Health, 2 February 2015)
I went to the market and took a different route from normal to go to the health food shop. The first thing I saw was a sign saying SALE MATTRESS HALF PRICE. For 400 Euros I could buy from an honest dodgy dealer with a roll-up, a latex (must be synthetic) mattress with cotton cover for summer and wool for winter, delivered to my door the next day, old mattress taken away, done and dusted. Was this it? God I was tempted. This was the not quite good enough temptation.
Then I researched truly ecological mattresses; natural latex from well looked after forests with cared for workers and organic cotton which did not harm the people who laboured it, well and hand crafted in Europe, 1500 - 2000 Euros. Possible to try one 20 minutes drive away. If I went there, I would be exposed to superlative sales techniques, and flat on my back, would probably succumb - whilst making JC feel that we are spending too much on things which we don't really need... This was the too good temptation (at least for now).
Lost, I abandoned myself to the process, remaining as cheerful and grateful as possible in the circumstances.
In the meantime, in a different current and on another plane, JC was researching electrical charge and levels of electromagnetism in the home and in us. He understood the theory and invested in monitoring equipment.
The level of me on our bed was 3 instead of 0.01 - 0.1 healthy level. (electrostatic 'charge').
He ordered a special sheet woven with 700 threads of silver, connected to the 'earth', the level of me on the bed with this sheet was a healthy 0.03 instead of 3. I have happy legs, I sleep well. http://www.earthing.com/
And so it occurs to me that this is the perfect for us ecological and orthopaedic mattress: resolving the true reason for my discomfort, an interference which was undermining my sleep and my general health?
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
Diet Scenes
Scene 1; On the plane coming back from Sweden
JC is staring intently at a pen, its appearance, everything he can impose upon it, its story, right back to the beginning.
Me: Can I have your biscuits if you don't want them?
JC: Yes. Do you need them?
Me: Definitely not
JC: Who wants them?
Me: (Leans across and sings in his ear in Troll voice not my own) 'I'm a Troll foldy roll'
JC (laughs) Do you want them?
Me; No (did not, and did not eat them).
Scene 2; Calling up the stairs to R
Me; Have you got any sweets, I need sweets
R No
Me No? How can that be possible? Please please just one, I really want SWEETS
R Do you want calories?
Me No (stopped begging and went away)
JC is staring intently at a pen, its appearance, everything he can impose upon it, its story, right back to the beginning.
Me: Can I have your biscuits if you don't want them?
JC: Yes. Do you need them?
Me: Definitely not
JC: Who wants them?
Me: (Leans across and sings in his ear in Troll voice not my own) 'I'm a Troll foldy roll'
JC (laughs) Do you want them?
Me; No (did not, and did not eat them).
Scene 2; Calling up the stairs to R
Me; Have you got any sweets, I need sweets
R No
Me No? How can that be possible? Please please just one, I really want SWEETS
R Do you want calories?
Me No (stopped begging and went away)
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