Blood. It drains from our face when weâ€™re shocked, flushes our cheeks when weâ€™re embarrassed, heats our veins, and is chilled by bad news. Blood is reputed to offer immortality to those who would drink it, and its symbolism is potent enough to ostracise women through history during their monthly flow.
Blood is lifeâ€™s most basic building block, and yet most of us never think to feed it.
The only time I remember consciously â€˜feeding my bloodâ€™ was when a bad case of influenza left me with the white blood cell count of a leukemia victim. As well as my usual whole foods diet, I included vegetable juices every day with a slice of aloe vera in them as I read that aloe boosts liver function (that great engine room for healthy blood cells). Once healed, I returned to feeding my soul, nurturing my family, and winning hearts with vast feasts. I forgot all about blood once again.
And then came the day that my beloved Mama got blood cancer, or Hodgkins lymphoma. Continue reading Feed your blood