How I healed myself from a deadly parasite

In January of 2017 I was studying abroad in Israel. I was told NOT to drink the tap water OR brush my teeth with it, and to carefully wash all the fruits and vegetables I ate.

Well—I did none of those things. And within several days of being there my neck started getting all blotchy and I was developing a severe rash.

Within a matter of just a couple more days I knew something was seriously wrong. My digestion was terrible. I was bloated to the max and my whole body had such an unbearable rash. I was so itchy and uncomfortable any place other than soaking in the bathtub. It was also so bad I was embarrassed to wear anything other than a sweatshirt so no one could see my skin.

Things continued to get worse for many months, and by April of that year I noticed a large bulge in the bottom right side of my abdomen—which I eventually realized was the home of my parasite.

I was miserable, tired, and unhappy—to say the least. And desperate to get the parasite out. I had very little energy, always needing to rest and struggling so much to do daily tasks. 

But I was not willing to take any antiparasitics or antibiotics to get rid of it. I was absolutely adamant about that.

So i turned to fruit. Only fruit. And eventually only bananas for 2 months straight.

I had been experimenting with a raw vegan diet for about 6 months before I got the parasite. I was transitioning from eating a cooked, plant based diet to eating primarily fruits and leafy greens. Once I got the parasite I knew I had to go "all in" on eating a raw vegan diet. 

My belief was that the body heals itself. It WANTS to be well. It wants to thrive. And if I stopped abusing myself via toxic food, stress, and not enough time outside, in the sun, my body would naturally purge the parasite. I had to do this. I couldn't possibly live my life this way and if I wasn't going to seek medical help (which I definitely wasn't going to do) then I had to do something else extreme. 

So I moved to Hawaii to create the absolute best environment for my body to heal. I lived in a raw vegan community with other like minded friends. We planted fruit trees, harvested and ate that fruit--papayas, bananas, rollinia, mamey sapote, jackfruit, durian, lilikoi, sapodilla, rambutan, and much more! We practiced non violent communication and sought to get to know one another deeply and intimately. We laid naked in the sun, swam in the ocean, walked everywhere barefooted, and slept in huts without walls. 

I was connected to the earth in a way I never had been before. And I was connecting to myself and slowly, slowly healing. 

After 2 1/2 months in Hawaii eating incredibly nourishing, ripe, organic, tropical fruit I was feeling better--but I knew the parasite was still in me. And I was going increasingly impatient with its presence. 

So I decided I was going to eat ONLY bananas for the next two months, supplement with black walnut and wormwood to help move the parasite, and rest as much as I possibly could (I was sleeping up to 12 hours many nights at this point). 

At the end of the 2 months I started to feel the parasite was getting agitated. It felt like it was moving around in me and I just knew I was nearing the end of this long and terribly difficult and lonely journey. 

One night, around 2am, I woke up feeling extremely nauseous. So I ran outside to use the bathroom. I remember pooping and then stumbling back through the dark jungle into my hut where I fell asleep right away. 

In the morning I woke up and knew instantaneously the parasite was gone. I had passed it early that morning but was so tired and only half awake I hadn't realized what happened. But I knew for certain it was gone. My whole body, my whole spirit, felt entirely different--renewed and cleansed somehow. 

To say I was grateful and relieved would be the greatest understatement of my life. I was thrilled. 

And I was SO proud of my body's work. It had taken more than 15 months to purge my parasite. But my body did it. It did what I knew it could and would do if only I stayed persistent and committed to the idea that my body wanted to be well. I refused any option that wouldn't create total and complete healing and health in my body. 

And oh the transformation I went through by the end of those 15 months--not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. 

I will never forget that experience. I never wish to! It changed my life in the most profound of ways. I can genuinely say I am so grateful for that parasite for all it taught me and for the path it put me on eating a raw, fruit-based, living foods diet. 

I'll never change my mind about the power of the body do heal itself and the power of fruit to support us on that journey. Our bodies are absolutely remarkable self-healers. Our bodies are infinitely more intelligent than we can imagine. 

My body wanted to be well. 

Your body wants to be well.

All I had to do--all you have to do--is get out of the way so it can do it's job. 

And watch the magic unfold.