I can't remember a time we weren't crazy for
fresh air. Opening up the top of the window of the bedroom, in the middle of
winter, during a storm, when everyone in the house was asleep. Leaning on arms
and elbows, watching the flakes fall, inhaling deeply that fresh new air.
Somehow, you just knew how important it was.
Later on, having kids, carefully cracking one
window upstairs, one down , knowing there would be a flow of fresh air
streaming through all the rooms, all your loved ones afforded the rich oxygen,
all the stale germ laden stuff spewing out. into the darkness of the sleeping
world.
These days, in my 60s, I'm old enough that
during the winter, when you're trying hard to save your money for your heating
bills, I find myself being more careful about how much warm air to let loose.
Somehow accepting the stale air throughout the
house, waiting for spring to arrive. When there's warmer days, and you can
throw open all the windows! Welcome fresh air into the house, like the
bloodstream of some enormous beautiful creature.
Of course, now, with reams of science and
research studies and technology to measure things, we are just beginning to
understand the value of fresh air. First of all, if you have it, it's free.
It's rich in oxygen, which oxygenates your blood cells, allowing them to
cleanse themselves, allowing organs to replenish themselves. Want a cancer
cure? Look to the basics. Like fresh air, fresh vegetables and fruit, good
sleep. Being away from printers and copy machines and technology.
Now we have to be a fool not to know that fresh
air is deeply rejuvenating, supports quality sleep. Buffers us from depression.
Enhances longevity. Is anti-aging, protective of the aging skin and so much
more.
One of the ways we can move in the direction of
developing cancer is by having our blood and our bodies become so acidified. So
many things we encounter in life create an acidic environment inside of us. It
takes about 10 big glasses of very clean water to counteract acidity produced
by one cup of coffee. Cancer does beautifully with acidity, and badly with
alkalinity.
Yet, one of the funniest things of our current
age is that we often decide to do things because we've researched it, on the
Internet, prior to that, in books, and made a left brain prefrontal cortex decision
that it is "good for us".
Versus using our common sense, the sense deep
inside of us, that knows and feels what benefits us.
Sometimes I wonder about the possible distortion
of the type of ADHD that is so unique and functional and creative, into something
that is so itchy and unhappy, perhaps because in our culture we began to be so
goal oriented. Purpose driven. Demanding of ourselves in a theoretically
accepted manner that does not function nor support our stability whatsoever.
Versus listening to our own deep wise self.
And so, being blessed to live in the country, or
anywhere with reasonably clean air moving through , it's days like this, when
that fresh stuff is blowing into one window and out the another, of its own
accord, that I find myself so deliciously thankful.
