Saturday, 14 September 2019

Malonic & Lectin Foods to Avoid

Sometimes I am inclined to do a comparison with what people recommend with various diets. The related article I wrote back in October 2017 about “Fresh Foods I Avoid and Why.”

Looks can be deceiving!  How many foods have Malonic & Lectin in this meal?

I have mainly followed the Hulda Clarke recommendations over the past 11 years. Her findings reported that Malonic Acid was found in tumours. After surviving this long, I am inclined to give credence that she was on the right track with which foods to eat and what to avoid.

The similarities between Dr H Clark and Dr Gundry recommend with their diets, to assist and improve health, including healing cancer.

If you are already taking care of your health by avoiding starchy, refined and processed foods. Delving deeper into the differences between Malonic Acid foods and Lectin Foods may also help improve your health if you have the willpower.

I was interested to find so many similarities between the foods to avoid.

Take for instance - tomatoes being on both lists, considering they are prevalent in our salads and foods in Australia. Some people remove all the seeds and consume that way. There again do what is right for you and what your body will tolerate.

To this day rarely do I have any dairy. The occasional meeting with friends and a cup of Latte in a coffee shop is all I have these days. I no longer have the addictive behaviour of craving cheeses, milk, cream and yogurts. Foods are like people, you can love them, BUT it doesn’t mean they are beneficial for you or love you back. 

While the foods tantalize your taste buds, when being digested in the gut they can harm your health, and the consequences is like a slow acting poison.

For example I have a low tolerance to quinoa due to it being high in oxalic acids, and prone to mold in the packets you buy off the shelves in the supermarket. Mold producing aflatoxins, which is a cancer causing toxic substance, which I know is not good for my health. This won't apply to everyone with cancer, I have found I have a particular weakness to it's detrimental effects. I live and breathe my research ......IT KEEPS ME ALIVE!

Always do what is right for you!

Stay Strong!


Sunday, 1 September 2019


"Willpower" is something you discover within yourself, when you become sick and tired of being labelled according to other peoples perceptions and abilities. Other people is the term meaning  - referring to well people who don't have a medical label placed on them.

I am a born and bred rebel, who detests other people telling me what I can and can’t do. People who haven't been in my shoes - not even close. Dosing me with clich├ęs and chit chat which is surface grit. Annoying at best, like the sand that finds itself into your bikini or swimming togs when you are at the beach. Grating and irritating, rubbing the sensitive spots raw all the time.

Most of all I detested people who tried to smother me with sympathy. I wanted action and I wanted results!

Action and results are the mindset and self-talk I give to myself. No one else in my family or close friends were diagnosed with incurable terminal cancer with the bonus of being labelled disabled. As I have mentioned willpower was an amazing discovery. I never knew I had.

Being medically disabled flowed on to me becoming socially disabled. I didn’t have years to accustom myself to the changes in my body. I was too careless and didn’t heed the warning signs. I loved life and crammed it full every waking minute. Now the problem was identified, and I focused put my thoughts about how to go about fixing it.

When an acquaintance threw a bucket of cold water on me and told me on a self-pity party moment. That everything I experienced in my life at that point, was everything I asked for or let happen. After a few of days going through the denial stages. I finally admitted if I let all this happen to me and my current circumstances. Then it was time I grew a back bone stopped being so easy to get along with. I always admired people who draw this conclusion and change their lives so elegantly and make it look so easy.  I was more like the person with gumboots stomping around in a muddy pig pen. So crass and sooo.. undignified!

I stomped and cried and battled an emotional tsunami wave of emotions not just over days, but it took weeks and months. A real battle of the Titans between the changes I wanted to make emotionally, physically, intellectually and spiritual tagged along as the bonus.

The thing about the intangible willpower everyone has hidden in them, is that it doesn’t surface until you put action to thought. You can lie to yourself and other people of the positive thoughts etc, but the willpower is yours and yours alone. Not a parent from our younger years, wanting us to succeed in a science project or essay assignment. No one can help you, it is time to build whatever mental bridge to get over the doubts and fears from holding you back.

Some days I would agonise over, doing all this hard work mentally and physically only to find myself slipping backwards - it would be a crushing blow to be sure. There again it was up to me to ensure to not slip backwards. The words never give up should have been tattooed on my forehead, because it was certainly tattooed in my soul.

I mourned the friends and acquaintances I thought I had. I learnt who of my friends had grit and who didn’t; it was a long time of mourning and coming to terms with my labels. I became a recluse; you understand, like the hermit or a person who doesn’t leave the house, what was the point. I had become invisible in society. No one wanted to talk to someone who would die in a couple of months. I was not worth their valuable time.

It has been thirteen years since the woeful soul searching person wrote the above words. I have gained a great deal of experience with the quiet times spent in reflection. I have learnt a great deal about myself and the rest of the world.

Without the hard times there is no way I would be enjoying the pain free world I live in today. I am grateful and so very happy. I never gave up on myself when everyone around me had given up, see… they really didn’t identify with me at all. And importantly I didn’t have a good perception of them either. Friendships and the threads that bind us emotionally and spiritually are clarified.

Discipline was something I sucked at and had to work hard at maintaining consistency, especially on the painful days.

It was learning to recognize, when to push through the procrastination lazy days, and when I had in fact pushed too hard, and when to hold back and rest my back. Frustration reigned supreme on many days, the doubts of never getting better. I developed affirmations to short rhythmic beats to drown out the doubting voice within me.

I write these words of my past to encourage and assist others who are currently going through the various stages with their health problems. As an empath I feel for you and all I can do is to send these encouraging words to transmit HOPE!

If you can't make the changes look simple and elegant. Then give yourself permission to stomp around in the mud and be crass. There is no judgement and no right or wrong.

The focus is on results and the outcome, at the end of this process.
Do what is right for YOU!

Either way forge yourself in fire and burn brightly.

Stay Strong!


Astounding Grace

Friday, 28 June 2019

21st AUGUST 2019......Is approaching!

I'm so excited because my book was nominated for the 

2019 Readers Choice Awards Contest by TCK Publishing!

My book is in Category 3 Self Help.

Many thanks in advance for your support.

Stay Strong!


Thursday, 20 June 2019

Living Life with Courage & Conviction

By Karen Alexander

 Post 4 of 4 Part Series

The start of the year 2019, I celebrated thirteen years since we purchased my burial plot. Looking back, I remember the wry and skeptical smiles from a past acquaintance when they knew of my commitment to living my life the epigenetic way. A few years back, the scientific name was not so well established in our culture as it is today. Changing how you perceive the word ‘incurable’ has a large impact on your willpower to survive—I am living proof. 

I believe I am still here today, because of my curiosity, and fascination of the world and how it works. Vibrational healing was a large focus of my attention and studying herbs and spices. My intuition led me to explore many unusual ideas, and ask many questions. I gave myself permission to do whatever would heal me. Walking along the beach and picking up driftwood for my bonsai plants, was a delight. I absorbed the salty air, and my spirit felt free. My life is simpler now and so much more enjoyable. I no longer live with the fear and despair as though I am fighting for life, with claw marks across a blackboard.

Surviving to challenge the system and the set of beliefs which dictate and govern the very foundation which our society rests on. All based on fear and greed. I have paid the price on every conceivable outer world price they teach us to value from an early age. 

Knowing and experiencing the medical system as it is has made me very aware of the mis-use of synthetic drugs. 

To be rid of the burden of the forced medical expenses we were paying, according to the current laws, as I hadn’t been able to claim one item or product in the past 11 years from the Medicare and private health system. When I challenged the system the authorities ruled - I was to separate from my husband. We had been married for more than 30 years. 

I hold a treasure chest of the good times, gratitude and love for the person who stood by me through thick and thin, better or worse. Despite trying to remain together. The truth had to be faced. We both tolerated extremes in the measuring of human emotions and financial burdens in a system with perceptions, I no longer believed in… 

The very foundation of my belief system I had inherited since birth is no longer there. I entered a new age of awareness in every sense of my being.

Walking away from the perpetual sickness industry, is the wisest thing I ever did. The final realisation being - as consumers we hold the power to change the system. It is not for the faint hearted, as you will see from my experiences. 

I no longer hold myself bound to anyone else’s belief system. To discover my set of beliefs is owed to my love of reading. Always asking more questions than finding answers, and my greatest love - philosophy. Keeping a balance of my inner and outer worlds is my priority now. 

I am forging new memories to replace the traumatic ones, which are gradually fading but it has taken a long time. Through the years I discovered a will power I never knew existed within my spirit, and I learnt my health is never to be placed in someone else's hands.

My health is more valuable than any conceivable man made measure in the material world, and I believe should be a freedom of choice for everyone, whether you choose synthetic drugs or healing provided by nature.


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Thursday, 13 June 2019

Living Life with Courage & Conviction

By Karen Alexander

Post 3 of 4 Part Series

The year 2017 proved to be my big transition year. Integrating back into the outside world and the society I had shunned for years. It began with me wanting to be an inspirational speaker. I believed I could inspire other women not to give up the fight, and to encourage people to look outside the medical profession, and system when given the cancer diagnosis by turning instead to healing in natural and nurturing ways. 

Someone met me with rejection after rejection. People’s mindset and belief systems were not easily swayed, even with proof of the medical records. I completed a Professional Health & Wellness Certification, receiving high distinctions, but realised what I had achieved on a much larger scale, could not be studied in some man made classroom or university. 

I had adopted many aspects of natural healing, but I didn't have the inclination to prove my ability to the world anymore. I already showed living proof of what I could achieve. I would give no one the right, or power, to decide if it should receive a high distinction or just a pass. Their judgments no longer mattered. 

Finally, I applied to take part in a University program for entrepreneurial women. A prior event occurred which had led me to receive another rejection. Feeling out of sorts in a big way, I had lost the inner harmony and peace, which I had become accustomed to in my life. 

When filling out the field on the form that requested my occupation, I typed “Adult Delinquent”. I had reached the rebellious stage and rejected everything society stood for about giving people a fair go, by showing support for people in my predicament. I burned with fire and passion, wanting to pass on my story and message. 

Then ashamed of what I had written and submitted. I phoned the professor, closer to the date when the program was due to start, explained my situation and I was graciously accepted into the program. 

It was like the one small flame of hope, of surviving the medical diagnosis; this one small thread of hope of being believed and someone offers me an opportunity. I cried when I found out they had granted me a mentor role for the twelve-week program. I felt the realization, resonating in my solar plexus. This struggle and fight for my life had brought me to this point on my life’s journey. Where I could mentor other women and be given the chance to inspire others. Not just in a business sense, but on a personal level to guide them to believe in themselves and not to question their own self-worth based on other people’s views and opinions. Interacting with these bright intelligent women, re-opened my heart to the outside world. 

During the twelve weeks, I wrote the first draft of my book. The professional person I asked to critique the first five chapters of my manuscript encouraged me to look at writing 40,000 - 70,000 words. It surprised me as I only envisioned writing about 20,000 words. This meant within the first week of the project, I already had massive scope creep. I did not consider it possible to write over 40,000 words. But write I did and wrote over 40,000 words in a little over eight weeks. 

I found I burnt with passion, drive and determination. I had the opportunity, a story and a tale to tell. This kick started my writing career. I managed in under 12 months to be published in four books. The most important was my book about my journey, and the relentless struggle faced on a daily basis. 

My blog site started in 2017, and I surrendered to be part of the social media culture. It is humbling to see hits to my simple little blog site from around the world. Few people leave comments, but my hope is anyone reading my words. Will find hope and comfort if they are facing their challenges and obstacles on life’s journey. 

Every so often, I post free-form poetry or inner turmoil from my journal. It is not so much about other people liking my writing or my journal posts; it is more about me being brave enough to show the world the real me and not trying to pretend to be a person who only society accepts. Or, just being the mean strip on a bell curve in a statistical report which depicts me as an average person, at an average age, or being an average survivor. I am so much more. 

An exercise undertaken when, feeling sensitive and having a low number on the self-worth meter. To convert my thoughts on how I valued myself according to the outside world, which only seems to measure everything by financial gain and wealth. I converted self-worth into a monetary figure. It was the most liberating exercise I could have done. Because it led me during the week to negate negative self-criticisms, and how to rid past judgments and appraisals from people in my life. I stopped looking at myself through others eyes and took a sledge hammer to my doubts and negatives.

No one else's standards, policies or subjective judgement can measure my worth anymore.


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