You know, I was just thinking about this. Years and Years ago, (I'm talking YEARS and YEARS ago), when I was younger, I would have constipation problems. There would be enemas and laxatives, (not every day), but I remember doing this.

Then when I developed diabetes at age 40, I was given Metformin. Well!!! that absolutely ruined me.

I could never go anywhere because I had to go to the bathroom all the time with these awful stomach cramps. I knew it was the Metformin, but I wasn't ready to make lifestyle changes in my diet (you know, eating greens, giving up refined carbs, etc.).

But 4 years ago, after seeing a nutritionist, and LISTENING to this person, I made that choice, and lo and behold, as long as I don't get stressed, I'm as regular as rain. I take my benefiber, I drink lots of water, I eat my veggies and colorful sprouts, and I have no problem. (usually)

But god forbid there is an unexpected even in my surroundings, or my son emails me with whatever he is saying, THAT DAY, I DON'T GO.

This happens like a clock.

I get bad news. I don't go.

I keep myself in nice state of CALM, and I even chant OOH MANI PADME OHM

(I once took a course on this at a local high school). It was to determine if any of us were psychic. I thought it was a lot of hooey but I went along with it.

We learned how to chant during the class. OOHM MANI PADMI OOOHM!!

I went along with it. Then during one of the classes, the guy in the front of the class said "I'm going to give you all a test, I'm holding up a brown envelope, and in this envelope is a photograph".

"I want each and every one of you to focus your attention on this photograph and try and write down what you think it is".

So I gave it some thought and I wrote down "a man with his arms spread wide open" (I will never forget this as long as I live, I was in my late 20's or so).

So we are all writing down what we think is in the envelope.

The guy opens the envelope and there is a picture of Jesus on the Cross. We all went around the room holding up what we wrote, and every time someone got close enough to describing the photo, the guy would shout "WE HAVE A HIT, WE HAVE A HIT".

Well, you should have seen his face when he got to me. I nailed it and he's screaming "WE REALLY HAVE A HIT HERE".

This kind of thing only happened once more where I knew something bad was going to happen before it did. And that was the end of that.

But one thing I learned from that experience was to try and not let stress control my body. So sometimes I lay down and chant OOHM MANI PADMI OHM. over and over.

Now here is where this is really interesting.

Now remember I haven't heard this chant from any external source in over 35 years.

Yesterday I go on Ebay trying to find a silver turquoise bracelet.

I do a search and what is the first bracelet I see?

A silver and turquoise bracelet and the first line in the guy's description says:

"From Tibet. OOH MANI PADMI OOHM.

I said 'that's it, that's the bracelet for me".

Cost me all of $5.00 with $2.00 shipping.

I don't look a gift horse in the mouth.

So I shall keep chanting OOOHM MANI PADMI OOHM, taking my benefiber, drinking lots of water, and GOOOOO!!

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