17.4.25 - The Shannon Pot, Arnica and miracles

When I dipped my feet into Shannon Pot, I was trying to make a connection with it. It was cool. Cold. It was pure. So pure. Possibly the purest water I have ever dipped my toes in. I was alone and I felt connected with my guides. And I just sat there and wrote and wrote.

When I came home, my toe was sore. It was dry and sore but it was like a good dry and sore. It felt like it was drying out. Three days later and it feels like it is getting better. The usual healing over has not occurred, instead it feels like the root of the rash has been excised. This is from a foot that was soaked for six hours in the South China Sea. It never got rid of the rash, but this time perhaps it will be different. I must write about Shannon Pot later on its own.

Then another miracle occurred. The miracle of homeopathy. Ghin had been throwing up the whole day and he came over last night. Jonathan recommended Arnica and I gave him the Arnica as soon as he entered and lay down. Then I gave him some paracetamol and charcoal tablets. Some chammomile tea. He promptly threw up norovirus style and at which point I said, it's the norovirus. He had thrown up the paracetamol, the charcoal and gallons of fluids. But as soon as he was done he fell asleep and slept till morning. I was on vomit watch and when he was clear at 1 am I went to bed as well. I got up at 5.30 am and checked in and he still sleeping then at 7 pm and he had beaten the virus. I couldn't believe it.

I made him sip some isotonic chammomile tea. He was so much better. Then I gave him a second does of Arnica to seal the deal. He brightened up immediately and now he's telling me he is hungry. I got him some slippery elm and said if he is feeling up to it, he can have dry toast. Half and hour later. It's almost half an hour later.

Whenever homeopathy works it is always dramatic and immediate. AND I am always, ALWAYS shocked. Not pleasantly surprised, but shocked. It is like the Hail Mary. I couldn't believe it. 

So that was the second holiday miracle. 

The third holiday miracle was the resurrection. From the exhaustion of life in general. Being back at the blog is no better sign. So I'm going to do that now. I love writing and I need to write. No better thing... but I also discovered a great TV series...