Camille James says ~

It's me Camille. I have been a loyal fan of yours for over 10 years and this is my Dear John letter to you. Yea, I know I've said it a million times that I was leaving you and 24 hours I was back, but this time I'm older. This relation-ship has sunk and I'm jumping ship. You are a hell of a drug. The kind that will make you:

• Get out of bed at 3 am in some bunny rabbit house shoes and a robe just to go to the nearest corner store.

•  Add you to my weekly budget - sometimes before the eggs and milk.

• Know that you contain rat poison, tar, a little bit of tobacco and probably swine flu and I still want you.

• Spray perfume on and think no will smell the smoke in my hair.
  

• Get up in the morning looking for you and go to sleep thinking about you.

• Go out in 40 below zero weather, with freezing rain trying to take a drag in between my nose falling off.

• Ride around for hours trying to find my brand only to settle for the 2 for 1 special.

• Read the warning label on the side for entertainment while I'm taking a puff.

• Deny our relation-ship to my husband, kids and my mother with cigarette breathe.

• Walk up to a complete stranger and ask for a lighter no matter how suspect they might look.

• Do everything from gum, patches, Zyban and even hypnosis only to want to put a whole pack in my mouth and light the end.
  

It's been 24 hours later and finally I'm beginning to think that my old self was right and just maybe I was wasting my time. In an act of surrendering, I decided to go to bed. Somewhere in the middle of the night I was abruptly awaken by a peculiar odor. Was the house on fire? Did one of the sewage drains burst or just maybe... naw that couldn't have come from me. Just as I was going to return to sleep, my stomach said in a deep baritone voice, "get up now and run for your life to the nearest bathroom?" Now....

So I obeyed the command and ran as fast as I could. Milliseconds later a thunderous sound roared from the depths of my colon as I put on a seat belt and grabbed the Bible. It was like a scene from, The Exorcist and I was literally full of shit. Water splashed to the ceiling it seemed and my forehead was raining sweat . I could not believe how powerful that olive oil was. Every time I thought I was going to get the chance to escape for my freedom like a run-away slave, the rain of pain came down again. I was a prisoner in my own bathroom. After reading my National Geographic magazine a couple of times, I began to feel some relief. 

Finally the storm began to subdue and Part 1 was finally over.

I decided to bring the New Year in with a traditional full body detox. Previously I had undergone fertility treatments that eventually had long term affects. I was taking pills, injections, Zyban to quit smoking and living with the news that my husband would soon deploy to Iraq. So shortly after the treatments were over with no success, I slowly began to see the side effects.

One morning I was looking at myself in the mirror and I realized that I had an ass in the front and one in the back. I wasn't sure which way to put my pants on. My arms had grown to the point that I could no longer read the words on my tattoo. I was hot and then cold. It got so bad that I couldn't sit through a full game of monopoly without flipping the table over cause I owed $15 for landing on Park Ave. I had gain 30 lbs just that quick. So enough is enough..... I'm ready Lord.

As the spirit must have heard my call, I got a referral for a new website client, who just happened to be a holistic practitioner. She agree to work with me and help me through a total body detox. After explaining various methods, I selected a 7 day olive oil flush. I only picked that one because it was only 7 days and I could at least eat raw vegetables and fruits. The others required zero food. So I thought to myself how hard could it be? I've been beating up my body for so long that 7 days should go by quick. My mistake... it was actually 8 weeks. OK... that's a later story.

So my supplements come in and I begin preparing myself for 5 days by increasing my water intake and slowly excluding meat from my diet. January 1st finally arrives and now it's time to take the 16 oz of cold pressed olive oil. The instructions say drink it with lemon juice to keep it down and finish within 2 hours. I take the first gulp.....

Until next time

Weight: 170 lbs | PH: 6.5

How are you to know the warmth of the sun, if you have not experienced the dreadful cold or the euphoria of love without the memories of being alone? In other words, when you first make an effort to understand something or someone, you must know both sides of the truth. There is a requirement to release one side of the experience for the other. This leads to greater understanding, compassion and  a more whole or holy  lifestyle.

LOVE is everything and in everything that you do. Whatever direction you are going in, the final destination is love and self awareness. Those involved with love will evolve.