I was just looking at the JonBarron.org web site, and he has exposed me for telling false stories on this blog. In the last blog I said you had to buy his book to read my story about my healing crisis. Not true: http://www.jonbarron.org/detoxing-health-program/09-29-2003.php
I still remember that hour or so as being one of the most life altering moments of my life! I can't wait for this next detox...I'm serious! The feeling afterward was phenomenal. Feeling the worst I can ever remember, and feeling the best I can ever remember within an hour of each other. I guess the proximity of those events only intensifies them.
Kind of like the time I was robbed at gunpoint while hitch hiking. I was scared, but too busy running away from the guys with the guns (and badges) to think about it much. Then later, feeling very elated, walking down the road, with only a hat, tee shirt, pants and shoes to my name, 1000 miles from home, but feeling like the luckiest man alive. Alive and well my friends. By comparison, makes being robbed seem like nothing. (Sorry Mom, I probably didn't tell you about that at the time.)
Now I still think you should get your hands on a copy of the book, though. I want to put a shout out to my friend Rachel. Thanks for being a follower of this blog. So far I think only five people have read it, but that will change soon, now that my email account is sending out again. Rachel, I haven't forgotten about sending you a copy of "Lessons from the Miracle Doctors," it is sitting here on my desk, and after I turn that English paper in tomorrow, I'll finally have time to mail it to you! Try to stay warm out there in Montana, honey.
Speaking of writing papers, I better get back to some school work now. Thanks for reading.
Later,
Matt
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Your description of "the worst hour" gave me goose bumps. I'm making a Barron order right now!
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