I recently took all 4 of my children and myself to a local salt cave.
What’s a salt cave?
A salt cave is a room that’s literally made of salt. This particular room had salt pebbles covering the floor, walls made out of salt, light scones made out of salt, and salt generators immersing small particles of salt into the air.
Himalayan salt lamps seem to be the current craze and salt caves mimic lamps on an obvious, bigger scale. The benefits of inhaling Himalayan salt are reported by many and from a medical standpoint, the experience is designed to mimic salt caves, which have long been considered therapeutic in Eastern Europe. Improvements of skin conditions such as psoriasis and eczema and a range of respiratory ailments, including colds, asthma, allergies and bronchitis have all been reported.
With a 4 year old that had woken up for the 3rd day in a row with blood shoot eyes, and mucus surrounding them, I decided to finally make the decision to go, and witness first hand, if there was any validity to the above mentioned claims.
The room was beautiful and lights were dimmed. Soft music played in the background, several gravity chairs were dispersed around the room, and a short guided meditation for deep breathing began playing; all for the purpose of allowing us to receive the full benefits of our salt cave experience.
Making the decision to go with all 4 of my kids, made it anything BUT relaxing. While they had a few toys for little ones to play with in the salt (so as to not get bored just sitting in a room for 45 minutes) like bulldozers, dump trucks, and shovels, after about 15 minutes of playing with the toys, mayhem ensued.
The boys started throwing salt pebbles at each other, hard. It literally started raining salt. Everyone was ducking behind gravity chairs so as to not get salt blasted in their face. My 18 month old started trying to eat the salt. The serene music was still playing but was a distant hum as my children continued to yell, scream and laugh loudly and they continued to play their game of “salt war.” I yelled loudly and often at them (I still wonder if that room was soundproofed) and thankfully, no one else was in the room (it is open to the public).
After a grueling 45 minutes, the short guided meditation came back on the speakers to release us from our relaxed positions, lol. That was my cue to tell my children that someone was about to come in and reprimand us for being so loud and for burying the facilities gravity chairs in salt.
As I left wondering if there would be any benefit to what I just experienced, for the rest of the day, I continued to taste salt dripping in the back of my throat. You know that weird sensation you get when you have congestion and you feel phlegm dripping in the back of your throat? That’s what I felt all day but it was salty. I also had to blow my nose several times throughout the day, and that too, was salty.
In moments of calm in the room, I did make a point of inhaling and exhaling deeply so as to try and get some benefits. There was no question about it, it did clear my congestion (which I didn’t even know I had) without even having to focus on my breathing the whole time.
Going back to my original reason of going (my 4 year old and his blood shoot eyes in the mornings) the next day he woke up with no bloodshot eyes and no mucus, and the symptoms didn’t come back.
Was it because of the salt cave or did his virus and/or infection just run its course and coincidentally subside the day after we spent 45 minutes in a salt cave?
I believe it’s the former. The power of traditional therapies is valid, as evidenced by thousands of anecdotal cases, even if there isn’t always “a study” to back it up. Having read hundreds of testimonials in regards to the benefits of salt therapy, Himalayan salt lamps, halo therapy and salt caves, along with experiencing it first hand with myself and my son, has led me to believe that the salt cave helped, tremendously.
My same 4 year old now has a slight cough with obvious congestion. I’ll be making another appointment for the salt cave soon.
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This is not my usual style when it comes to writing but it’s an important story that I feel I must share with you!
Because you too, most likely have a love affair going on with wheat and the saddest part is, you probably don’t even know it.
What am I talking about?
Well it started with an elimination diet I initiated. I decided that for 21 days, I’d go completely sugar, grain, dairy and processed food free.
Crazy right? Yes, and HARD. It was actually way harder than what I expected it to be. I always saw myself as a pretty healthy, overall clean, not a lot or processed foods (close to none) type of eater. Still…quitting the above, particularly the first few days, was tough; super tough. Right up there with drug detoxing.
The most difficult one to cut out? Wheat.
During my coaching certification training I was immersed in information related to the consequences of wheat over consumption and negative effects of gluten. But like many, I was in denial. I felt like the information didn’t apply to me. I went to great extremes to source high quality organic wheat, sprouted organic wheat, took the time to soak wheat in acid mediums, and tried different types of wheat grains. As a result, I believed that I was exempt from gluten’s consequences and kept enjoying my wheat based foods and even priding myself in how healthy they were.
I was wrong, big time! I was just as much a prisoner of wheat as the next guy. Amazingly I didn’t even know it until I decided to take it out!
Sure, I knew I loved my sprouted grain quesadillas with spinach and yoghurt, along with my sprouted grain chips with grass fed melted cheese on top, but because they were masked in what I thought to be the utmost amount of “healthiness,” what I didn’t realize was that I had grown dependent on them just like everyone else.
Yes, dependent. The same way someone gets dependent on alcohol. Or cigarettes. Or crack cocaine.
How did I discover this dependence?
It went something like this:
Day 1 of no wheat: I felt fidgety, kept thinking about chips and dip, really wanted some bread with my food.
Day 2: The craving were even stronger! I felt lost. I ate, but wasn’t satisfied, kept thinking about toast and muffins and pancakes. Foods that I didn’t even really eat to begin with!
Day 3: Had a cloud over my thoughts, couldn’t focus, all I wanted was wheat! I was moody, crabby, fatigued, tired. I displayed every single symptom of wheat dependence and I hated that I was going through it. Especially after all the work I put into trying to make sure I didn’t fall victim to the wheat! The cravings were insane (I’m not exaggerating) and the thoughts compulsive in nature.
At this point, some of you may be thinking, why in the world would I put myself through that and more specifically why would you ever put yourselves through it?!
There’s a few reasons, but I’ll focus on 3.
When you force yourself to no longer make it about the food and instead make it about feeding your sense of self, the food loses its power and the awareness and personal growth that goes along with this shift is both exhilarating and freeing!
Huge revelation for me and for others on the same path. Once you become aware of this, you can more readily fulfill your needs with other, non-food items that don’t have any negative physiological effects associated with them.
Will I ever not eat wheat again? No, that’s not my plan. I am on day 16 though, and planning on going to day 21. But who knows? I’ve actually been having thoughts of continuing to day 30 because of how good I’ve been feeling being wheat free. I’ve lost a few pounds, my thoughts seem crisper, and I feel more organized in my life (best way to describe it).
Even though the struggle is still very real, and I’m on a path of progress not perfection, the benefits continue to regularly shine through; pulling and motivating me to continue in the same direction and remain on the same path.
Do I blame wheat for not experiencing the above benefits before? Not 100%. What I do blame though, is my dependence on the wheat, and by initiating this elimination diet I not only discovered and became aware of it, but am now in the process of breaking free from it.
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