Hey, how are you doing in your efforts to drink eight glasses of water a day?
I have re-devoted myself to the ritual, but my daily totals are still uneven. Yesterday, I counted only four or five glasses. The day before that, I drank the full eight and felt alive and well. Vibrant might be the right word.
As if on cue, over Thanksgiving weekend, while consignment shopping in Great Barrington, Massachusetts, I bumped into a meditation instructor I hadn’t seen in two years. She’s the founder of The Clear Light Society, a group that helps dying people with an extraordinarily helpful meditation technique.
When I said, “ZenMa, you look fabulous!”, she promptly told me she had just cured herself of a debilitating autoimmune ailment by drinking eight glasses of water a day. The second part of the cure involved placing more sea salt in her diet. That’s it. I can’t vouch for upping your sodium here, but ZenMa says that I most certainly sent you to the right book when I blogged on the restorative powers of water last week. She has taken workshops with “Dr. B” (his real name is Fereydoon Batmangheldj, M.D.), and she says she feels like shouting from the trees the news of what water can do.
What could it hurt? Drink your eight glasses! I’m in there with you.
