[caption id="attachment_11312" align="alignnone" width="800"]Salt - Himalayan Pink Salt[/caption]
My stomach used to hurt. A lot. I wanted to do something for myself that would cure the pain instead of just relieving it. I began my wellness program by brining myself. It was a happy accident that changed my life. Adding sole (pronounced so-lay) to my morning routine started me on the salt journey that soon cured my vegetables (pun intended), digestion, and relationships.
Fermenting with salt is the oldest form of preserving food and has amazing benefits. Fermenting family dysfunction over a lifetime can sour your stomach and so much more.
Antacids are just pain relievers and do not cure heartburn, acid reflux or other digestion problems. The only way you can cure the pain is to change up your diet, and your relationships.
How did I get adventurous enough to start fermenting vegetables instead of myself? Let’s go back a ways. My mom was a nutrition freak. We did the cholesterol thing before anyone. Green juice and Pilates with Joe himself. I love Pilates and yoga because Joe taught me himself. I love everything about food and nutrition because I was raised by a Chinese chef called Mr. Wei. I also grew up in two dysfunctional families: my Chinese family, the Weis, and my not-Chinese family, the Gordons. I was called girl child and an ugly one by both Weis and Gordons for the same reason. Also, called, double stupid. (Triple stupid whenever I didn’t do whatever was expected of me). No one knew about verbal abuse in those days. My Chinese family and not-Chinese families simply didn’t want girls having too high an opinion of themselves. It might breed pride and selfishness. They also didn’t want to attract the attention of God (different Gods, of course) by acknowledging the presence of a desirable child in the family. The Weis overfed me. The Gordons called me fat. No way to win on that one. Oy, as we say in the Bronx, where I happened to grow up. My official name: Baby Girl Gordon. My parents never gave me another one, I don’t know why. The result is that Social Security is still confused. Somehow I know who I am, but I did not always know why I hurt.
People who are raised in dysfunctional families, grow up and have dysfunctional families of their own suffer many kinds of pain they may not recognize. Who knew that if you called a girl ugly and stupid she would believe it, and have trouble later in life. More often than you might think people feel deeply unhappy, have low self-esteem, are co-dependent in hurtful relationships, and don’t understand why. If you have a hole in your self- esteem the size of Texas, you’re going to be in pain. Some part(s) of your body will reflect your inner anguish. You might also be very angry, and anger causes physical problems, too.
For me, I was plagued by asthma during a painful marriage. I literally couldn’t breathe a lot of the time. I constantly dreamed about drowning and being smothered. And when the marriage ended, I started dreaming about breathing underwater and flying. Dreams are a way of telling ourselves stories. My independence was restored, my dreams became powerful, and my asthma disappeared. Magical thinking can be useful. Later, when addiction joined my family, my fear and co-dependency made my stomach hurt. My throat burned. I coughed and choked and thought I had cancer. My doctor said: “You have acid reflux. Take Pepcid” It never occurred to me that my stomach pain was connected to painful relationships as well as actual acidity. I preferred to blame the pain and bloating on flour. A lot of people blame flour for everything. It's a thing.
Then one day I went to a Chinese acupuncturist who told me, “You tired brud.” Translation: “You have tired blood,” in case you don’t speak old style Chinese. “You too acid," was her second diagnosis. Her solution was some weird medicine, plus I was supposed to test my acidity every day and stop eating everything I liked. Not a solution that appealed, to say the least. I tried testing for a day or two but I didn’t get alkaline enough to stop the pain. So, like most people who reject new ideas, I gave up. Was I going to be addicted to Pepcid for the rest of my life?
Luckily, I heard about sole. Think of it like this. Your daily morning supplement becomes a teaspoon of mineral rich, electrolyte salt water. What is an electrolyte? It's a compound that ionizes when dissolved in liquid, meaning it becomes a charged molecule. When natural salt is combined with water, the positive ions of the salt surround the negative ions of the water molecules and vice versa, creating a totally new structure with an electrical charge that is more absorbable for the body. When ingested into the body, the electrical charge of the solution helps the body to send electrical signals from one cell to another.
It is interesting to note that the conventional treatment for many of the above problems includes removing excess salt/sodium from the diet. While table salt could certainly have a negative effect and is best avoided, natural salt contains over 84 minerals and is incredibly nourishing for the body.
I started taking a teaspoon of sole in a glass of plain water and began to feel better digestion, energy boost, even weight loss. Within a few months I no longer needed antacids every day. My doctor was horrified. “You’re drinking salt? Are you crazy? I better test your blood pressure,” he said. He was surprised to find it was nice and low, still is. And so the salt cure began.
Recipe for Sole
Himalayan pink salt Filtered water
- Fill a jar ¼ full of pink salt
- Add filtered water to within 2 inches of top
- Cover the jar with a plastic (not metal) lid
- Give it a shake
- Leave overnight on the counter for the salt to dissolve
- If there is undissolved salt on the bottom of the jar your sole is ready
- If there is no salt on the bottom, add more
Take 1/2 teaspoon with some plain water in the morning before anything else for a few days. Then take 1 teaspoon with water thereafter.
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