When I first started the BTD I was intrigued by the idea of eating dandelions. I remember buying a bunch at a specialty store. They were in pretty sad shape. I let them soak in water for a long time to perk them up. They tasted good in salad, but they were hard to find on a regular basis.
Because they are good for indigestion and water retention, I bought some dandelion capsules. I don’t take them every day, but I often put them in my vitamin box every other day.
In the city, dandelions are weeds, but when we moved to the Hill Country, we considered them wild flowers. If the rain comes at the right time, I have hundreds in our yard. I have often wondered if I could harvest them and eat them, but I’ve never had the nerve. There’s too much city girl in me, I guess.
I’ve been corresponding with a distant cousin about genealogy, and she told me a story that increases my interest in dandelion. Three of my great grandfathers fought in the War Between the States. I have been able to find out the service of all three of them. James left Texas with Terry’s Texas Rangers. He was wounded at Shiloh in 1862, but recovered. However, when he was injured twice on the same day in 1864 at Cassville, Georgia, he was discharged and sent home.
Today discharged and sent home, would mean getting a shower and clean clothes, then being put on a plane and flown back to your home town. Not so in the 1860s. There was no public transportation, and Southern soldiers had no money. Most of them walked home, camping out or stopping for rest at friendly farms or ranches.
My cousin says that oral history in her side of the family holds that Grandfather James said he would have starved to death if it hadn’t been for dandelions. Often he picked and ate those wild greens as he walked from Georgia back to Texas. History records that he started back in February. There is no record of when he arrived home, but he would have been traveling during the springtime, when the dandelions were blooming.
That doesn’t give me a clue about his Blood Type, since dandelions are beneficial for all types except Type Bs, However it makes me think more boldly about eating the dandelions in my yard.
While these might appear to be rather diverse topics, they have something in common - our Darling Daughter. Two weeks ago DD and our sweet grandbaby BC came to our house. Our Son in Love was going to youth camp with the kids in his church. He didn’t want DD to be at home alone with the baby, so we enjoyed four nights and five days with our grandson who was almost four months old.
DD said she had a request to make, if we had the emotional stamina to take it. That got our curiosity up. It turns out that BC, precious as he is, refused to sleep in his bed. When he was a newborn, they planned to have him sleep in a bassinet in their room. But he didn’t like sleeping on his back, the way they recommend newborns sleep these days. To keep him from crying they let him sleep in their arms or on their chests. While that might have been sweet and practical with a newborn, at four months it was getting tiring. DD would nurse him and he would fall asleep in her arms. She would transfer him to the bed and he would instantly wake, and if she didn’t pick him up he would cry inconsolably.
When my own children were little, it had become popular to “just let them cry it out.” “Put them in bed,” my friends said. “They will fuss for about 20 minutes and fall asleep. The next night they will fuss for 15, and in a couple of nights you will put them to bed and they will just fall asleep.” I tried this method with our Strong Son. He cried for five hours. My sleep deprived husband said, “I’m not going to be able to work tomorrow if I don’t get some sleep.” I nursed him, rocked him and said I would never do that again.
When DD was a baby again friends told me to “just let them cry it out.” Against my better judgment, I decided to try again. She cried hysterically for more than an hour, then suddenly the pitch of her cry changed. I was afraid she had hurt herself or caught her leg on her crib. I opened the door to a horrific smell. She had a dirty diaper and it had leaked all over the bed. It was on her pajamas, and in her hair. We bathed her, put on fresh clothes, changed the sheets and said never, never will we do this again.
I don’t know what has happened in the intervening years, but today parents are being given the same advice. One of DD’s friends has two boys, and the “cry it out” technique didn’t work with them either. But she did her own variation. She sat in a chair beside the bed the first night and sang to them until they fell asleep. She did the same in subsequent nights until her boys could put themselves to sleep. DD wanted to try this variation, but SIL couldn’t stand to hear his son cry. She hoped to try it at our house.
The first night she sat by his bed stroking his head and singing while he fussed, whimpered, and clutched a blanket. After 45 minutes he was asleep. He woke once to nurse in the night and went right back to sleep in his bed. The second night he fussed for 20 minutes with her sitting beside the bed assuring him he had not been abandoned. The fussy period was shorter the third night. The last night she put him in bed, he sighed, grabbed the blanket and went to sleep. When they got home, SIL was delighted at the change.
None of that has anything to do with the BTD, it’s just the best advice for getting a baby to put himself or herself to sleep that I know. I’ve wanted to share it in my blog, but wanted to make some kind of BTD connection. This week we are at DD’s house, babysitting while DD and SIL work on a service project with the youth in their church. BC still goes right to sleep in his bed, the way he did at our house.
One day for lunch, DD said, “Mom, would you like to try millet pancakes?” It turns out that a few weeks ago she had been craving millet cornbread, but didn’t have time to bake bread. She mixed up the batter, poured it out on a griddle like pancakes, and it cooked quickly. She told me it was delicious.
I made eggs, she made pancakes, I cut up fruit and we had a delicious brunch. You can get the millet corn bread recipe here. The only change DD makes is that instead of 1/3 cup honey she uses a little less than 1/3 cup agave.
It is a delicious breakfast or brunch for a mother who has enjoyed 8 hours of sleep because her 100% breastfed four month old can sleep through the night.
I recently went to a banquet. The food was unusually good for a large sit down dinner - there were at least 250 plates served. I was the event photographer, so I got to wander all over the ballroom taking pictures. I recognized a friend who had volunteered to serve tables at the event. I complimented her on the food, and said that the green beans in particular were some of the best I had ever eaten.
She went back to the kitchen, and brought out one of the cooks, another volunteer who was also a friend. I said, “I don’t want you to give away any family secrets, but would you share your green bean recipe.” She said, “They are so easy. It’s not really a recipe. I cook green beans with soy sauce, brown sugar, and garlic.”
Yesterday I decided to try to copy them for our lunch. I didn’t want to use soy sauce, because of the wheat. So I substituted Braggs Liquid Aminos. You could use Tamari. I didn’t want to use sugar, because if I’m going to break my no refined food policy, I want it to be for a memorable desert, not a vegetable. So I substituted agave.
Here’s how I made them.
Because roasted or stir fry vegetables retain more of their natural vitamins and phyto-nutrients, I started with a skillet and enough olive oil to generously coat the bottom. I added a substantial splash of Braggs, and a squirt of agave. I sprinkled garlic powder on top, stirred it all together, and turned on the stove. When the skillet was warm, but not piping hot, I added a pound of green beans. I sautéed them until they were tender.
They were at least as good, if not better, than the ones at the banquet. We are having the leftovers today for lunch with grilled chicken breasts.
I haven’t been feeling too well lately. I’ve been very tired and brain-fogged, and somewhat sore. It’s been months and these symptoms don’t seem to be going away. This is very frustrating, especially considering that I’ve been on SWAMI for years. Shouldn’t I be feeling better by now?
I do know that stress is a big trigger for me, and I’m unlikely to be 100% symptom-free during times of stress, no matter how well I eat. My whole family is in transition right now. My oldest just returned from a year in Israel and isn’t sure what her plans are for next year. My younger daughter just graduated high school and also isn’t sure of her plans for next year. Both plan to go to college, but not necessarily this September. And my son had a very hard time in school last year, so I plan to teach him at home. There are just a lot of changes in our lives right now.
But stress isn’t the only thing going on. I started taking a closer look at what I’ve really been eating. Ice cream at my Mom’s 70th birthday party- and leftovers. A few slices of cheese when we served a huge cheese platter to guests. Some “mostly compliant” gluten free sliced bread and cracker crumbs that were gifted to us. I’ve been using the crumbs in meatballs for months, and the bread for sandwiches for about two weeks. The bread was absolutely delicious but it led to intense carb cravings. I never noticed any problems from the cracker crumbs, but I’m not sure what subtle damage it may have been causing all this time.
Plus I haven’t been exercising regularly. I remember one summer a few years ago, when I got up very early and took a walk before it got hot out. I felt good that year, but I haven’t managed it since. This entire year has been hard for me to exercise. First we had that long, cold winter, with extra snow. Then we had a few brief weeks of beautiful spring weather, when the tree pollen made it nearly impossible for me to breathe outside. And then, quite suddenly, it was too hot. I could use the treadmill- but that would require removing all the stuff that’s hanging on it, and I’d have to be willing to use it when there are other people home. For a long time, I’d only use the treadmill when all the kids were in school- but that won’t be happening anymore.
I know what I need to do- I just need to do it! This isn't the first time I've slipped up, and it probably won't be the last- I just need to get back on track so I can start feeling good again.
I do yoga almost every night in my apartment. Yoga is wonderful exercise and has kept me fit when I couldn’t do much in the way of an aerobic workout. But there’s nothing like taking a brisk walk out on a beautiful summer morning. I love to walk at my local Sonoma County park around lovely Spring Lake. There are plenty of people taking the same walk as I am, so whether I’m with friends or going it alone there are always folks to return my smile. Today I saw a black-headed grosbeak (one of my favorite birds) scratching up the dirt. I took a break and watched him with my compact binoculars, his antics making my smile even larger. There were also Swallowtail butterflies, dragonflies, Mallards, and Canadian Geese. The air was warm and full of bird song.
When exercise and joy meet, a wonderful kind of healing can happen in our bodies. I encourage you to get outside as often as you can and enjoy your local parks. It will lift your spirit and feed your soul as well as keeping your body fit.
Les participo que me adhiero a los lineamientos del Dr D en un 100%. Llevo casi 20 años practicando el estilo de vida de BTD/GTD, y esto me permite tomar a diario decisiones en torno a mis alimentos de manera natural y sencilla. Considero esta 'dieta' (SWAMI PERSONALIZADO) no como una tendencia que está de moda, sino como un estilo de vida que pretendo llevar a cabo para siempre. Siento no haber sabido a más temprana edad acerca de estos lineamientos básicos , pero he procurado educar a mis hijos a tomar decisiones correctas respecto a su alimentación de acuerdo a su genética y que entiendan el porqué de aquello que no es compatible con su fisiología.
Les puedo asegurar que no se me antoja ningún tipo de alimento que no sea compatible, ni tampoco batallo con la tentación o el antojo. He aprendido a reemplazar alimentos a ‘evitar’ por aquellos ‘beneficiosos’ o ‘neutros’.
Actualmente veo la comida en términos de ‘aquello que me hace sentir bien’ y lo que mi organismo requiere para su buen funcionamiento, nutrirme a nivel celular.
Considero este proceso de aprendizaje como un viaje maravilloso, me ha permitido descubrir nuevos sabores y probar alimentos no solo deliciosos sino que también benéficos incorporándolos a mi dieta diaria así como la preparación de mis alimentos , experimentando y mejorando recetas nuevas que le dan vitalidad a mi cuerpo, además de sentirme siempre satisfecha comiendo lo necesario y lo que va de acuerdo a mi genética .
En esta etapa de mi vida, no puedo permitir enfermarme, o sentirme letárgica o baja en energía o con falta de agudeza mental. Mi alto grado de adherencia a los lineamientos me permite llevar mi vida plena y sentirme mejor que nunca. Logrando la independencia y seguridad en la expresión de la cual tanto nos habla el Dr D. Dichas cualidades requieren de mucha valentía y convicción. Entre más eduque y enseñe acerca de nuestra individualidad y su importancia en el reflejo de nuestra salud integral y bienestar, mejor me hace sentir.
Fue de suma importancia, trabajar arduamente en obtener un balance óptimo de mi ecosistema ya que existen 20 veces más bacteria que células en nuestro organismo y estas juegan un papel esencial en nuestra salud. Son cruciales ya que utilizan nuestro grupo sanguíneo como fuente alimenticia .
A sabiendas que las cepas benéficas de uno contienen lectinas que a otro tipo sanguíneo le llegan a provocar actividad hemaglutinante y viceversa. Todo este estudio complejo de los ecosistemas digestivos y mas son temas que le han preocupado al Dr D, creando sus formulas propicias de poliflora para cada uno de los 4 grupos sanguíneos.
Existen fases por las que todos pasamos al incorporar este estilo de vida:
- La primera, es cuando usted se entera de BTD (dieta por tipo sanguíneo), a través de una amistad o uno de los tantos libros de D’Adamo o un programa ya sea de televisión o radio, y trata de visualizarse llevándolo a cabo, pero aun no se decide, se le figura un tanto complicado o fastidioso.
- La siguiente fase, es la más difícil, y a la vez, la más excitante, donde usted la va adaptando paso a paso y se percata día a día que le está haciendo un bien, pero se le figura complicado estar cargando con su lista y además el tiempo que se demora en leer etiquetas de ingredientes en cada producto que solía comprar anteriormente, y darse cuenta de la cantidad de aditivos, saborizantes, aceites hidrogenados que contienen dichos productos y la satisfacción de contar con el conocimiento que ahora está adquiriendo, acerca de la importancia de los alimentos idóneos para su bienestar en general. La monserga de evitar tantos antojos presentes en nuestra sociedad de consumo, tanto en la fiesta o reunión, pero con conocimiento de causa, es un arma que usted ahora posee, invaluable!
- La fase que sigue, es cuando nos volvemos un poco más sofisticados en términos de substituciones y mejores alternativas de alimentarnos. Durante esta etapa, aun no nos hemos del todo percatado de un pequeño pero gran detalle referente a las porciones de cada uno de los rubros de los tantos grupos de alimentos que D’Adamo nos siguiere, comparadas con las cantidades que acostumbramos comer. Sucede que nos volvemos expertos en substitución de alimentos mientras que perdemos la perspectiva y el punto clave de este gran plan a lo que se refiere a cantidades. Imaginemos la pirámide de alimentos difundida por la secretaria de salud de manera invertida. No me odien por favor, por lo que estoy a punto de decirles: A mí me podrá encantar el pan, pero si me doy a conocer como 'panadera extraordinaire', por el simple hecho de que me fascina el pan, estaré comiendo significativamente más porciones de pan (carbohidratos) que las máximas 6 porciones por semana estipuladas por D’Adamo para aquellos secretores tipo O, con metabolismos lentos o
que fácilmente suben de peso.
Si, me escucho usted bien; 6 porciones semanales, esto es poco menos de una rebanada de pan al día, y punto! Aquí debemos tomar en cuenta las ordenes de cualquier tipo de grano permitido por día, o sea, si me quiero comer mi rebanada de pan en la mañana, ya no me podré comer mi taza de arroz a la hora de la comida. Esto es para secretores! Imagínese a los pobres no secretores ! A ellos solo les
recomienda de 0 a 3 porciones por semana! Si 3 como máximo, me escucho usted
DIA a día me percato de la cantidad de carbohidratos que consume nuestra sociedad y no me sorprende el porqué aumenta el índice de obesidad y diabetes entre la población en general. Regresando a nuestra platica de porciones totales de granos, carbohidratos, leguminosas, por semana. En este punto si quisiera serles muy sincera, y advertirles que si usted no respeta las cantidades totales por semana dadas de porciones o sea, 1 única porción diaria de grano y
continua por aferrarse a su pirámide autorizada por la secretaria de salud, de ingerir hasta 10 porciones al día!!!, no les auguro mucho éxito en lograr sus metas y obtener aquello que D’Adamo les ofrece en términos de salud integral y peso ideal . Solo entonces, cuando aprenda a respetar y siga los lineamientos respecto a cantidades por semana y/o por día, podrá considerar que ha pasado a la etapa final en el dominio de este estilo de vida, teniendo en cuenta las cantidades, traducidas envalores de frecuencia de los distintos grupos de alimentos así como lo estipulado en lo referente a grado y estilo de ejercicio así como las practicas de bajar niveles de stress ; todo se une en un gran plan de estilo de vida individualizado, del cual no se querrá desprender jamás.
Por si fuera poco, Dr D nos vuelve a sorprender con su genial reporte personalizado nutrigenomico (#6)hecho a la medida de cada quien. Lo único que tenemos que hacer es seguir los lineamientos correspondientes donde todas nuestras variables han sido tomadas en cuenta y computadas a la perfección.
Los invito a vivir en carne propia lo que se siente mejorar su digestión y metabolismo al elevar el poder de absorción de los nutrientes optimizando su inmunidad , bajando niveles nocivos de LDL (colesterol ‘malo’) y erradicar el sobre crecimiento bacteriano que en algunos ya se manifiesta en candidiasis. La traducción literal de pro biótico es ‘a favor de la vida’! Usted qué opina? Si se puede!
Gracias mil nuevamente a todos por sus interesantes comentarios, los aprecio muchísimo!
As I ran this morning, I was listening to sermons on my MP3 player. A phrase caught my attention, “We are all evangelists about something.” He gave several examples - some people get excited about a sports team, and tell everyone about it. Some people get excited about a new exercise program, and they tell all of their friends how this new video or that new gym is better than anything they have ever done before. Some people are passionate about politics.
He said that he had always grilled on a gas grill, but someone told him about the Big Green Egg. Now he engages everyone in conversations about the superiority of the Big Green Egg. I had never heard of a Big Green Egg, but his enthusiasm, made me look it up online. It ought to be good, because it sure is expensive.
I find that I am a BTD evangelist. In conversations it is natural and easy to talk about the BTD. Someone says they are worried about their cholesterol - I tell them how my husband and I both lowered our cholesterol by eating very different diets. Someone tells me they have indigestion - I tell them how I found the BTD. Someone tells me they know they need to exercise but they don’t like running - I ask them what their Blood Type is. Someone on facebook posts in the middle of the night that they can’t sleep. The next morning I post my favorite calcium/magnesium supplement on her wall.
Our Strong Son brought a young lady to meet us, and we went for a picnic. As I was unpacking the basket, I said, “Did he tell you that I eat weird?” They both laughed and SS said, “I told her that you would ask what her blood type is.” I said, “So what IS your blood type?” She said that she didn’t know. My family knows that I can’t keep quiet about the BTD.
The point of the sermon was that while Christian people will tell others about all sorts of things that they are interested in, for some reason they keep quiet about their love for Jesus. So as I am running, I start evaluating myself, and my conversations about the things I care most about.
In this life - physically, here and now - to feel your best you need the BTD. It’s more than a diet - it is a lifestyle that includes eating, exercising, supplements, and stress reduction. I’ve experienced it, I believe in it, and I recommend it.
But the BTD cannot give meaning to your life. It cannot give you the promise of heaven. It cannot offer fellowship with God here on earth. Jesus is the only one who can do all of that. I’ve experienced him, I believe in him, and I recommend him to you.
Tuesday night I wanted dessert. I had eaten well all day, so I can’t say I was hungry. But after dinner as I was working on pictures, I wished for something cold and sweet.
Since I don’t keep avoids in my house, and we live 20 minutes from town, my choices were limited. I roamed around the kitchen thinking that I would have to make do with a LaCroix.
Then, in the back of the freezer I saw a bag of frozen mango. I put some in a bowl, and let it partially thaw - it was still frozen, but not hard. I ate it with a spoon. YUM! Cold, sweet, delicious. It satisfied my craving, and it was 100% beneficial.