Steph Campbell

Sunday, May 30, 2010 Day 20.... Last night here at CHI in Michigan. A bit melancholy mixed with some nerves about taking my program home. Mostly filled with gratitude and excitement. I did a concert here last night for all the people here. I did one the 6th night I was here and it was a hit. So much of a hit that I was asked to do one again. I must say both nights were amazing and lots of people showed for both. It was wonderful to watch the faces of these precious beings as they identified with my writing. I loved knowing it was a break in their day and possibly their life to be soothed by my voice. I felt purposeful. And I also noticed as I was up there singing my brains out how much I LOVE doing just that. Singing my brains out. I love singing. God do I love singing. I love singing. I love being up there with lots of people in front of me singing my very heart out to each and every one of them. I did these concerts because I love what I do. I love singing. They all gave back

Sunday, May 30, 2010 Day 18 and 19..... Well, Michigan is winding down for me. It is Sunday morning here in this beautiful state. Today is day twenty and it is 7:20 in the morning here. I cannot seem to sleep past 6:40 am anymore. I just open my eyes and Whammo... hello day! It doesn't even matter what time I go to sleep, I wake up at 6:40 am. Good thing I'm beginning to get interested in life again since I will be awake for it so early. Friday and Saturday (Day 18 and 19) were good days. I had a lot of emotional and mind clearing on these days. My friend Tom who I speak with on a weekly basis to do "The Work of Byron Katie" made himself generously and massively available to me for these past three weeks. I spoke with him a couple times each week and we went to town doing "The Work." He has been doing this for fifteen years now (maybe more). He has gotten so good at sitting with himself that in my opinion he is now a master at sitting with me. He taug

Catching you up.... Weight Loss... 18 pounds. Blood Sugar.... A.M. 108  -   P.M. 81 Candida.... Still a 6 Ph..... Still a 6.0 Resting heart rate - 80 3 Days left of the deep detoxification cleanse I've been on.  My diabetes has been reversed.  I am still considered in a pre-diabetic state in the morning.  I am sure this will change as I take off the rest of my weight.  I am looking forward to continuing this lifestyle.  I will continue with my healing process for the next couple of months.  My program will not be officially "over" until June 3rd.  I will be doing Monday night - Thursday at my home.  I will be setting up my kitchen.  Learning to shop.  Trying new un-cooked recipes.  And learning to be in my life with a living-raw foods diet. Today is day 18.  I will write more later. xoxo Steph

I cannot even begin to tell you how relaxed I am right now. I just had one of the best massages of my entire life. No joke. This woman Mindy found places in my trapezius muscles that I didn't know existed. I actually cried after in my room. This detox has been one of the most profound experiences of my life. I don't know that I've ever been so in touch and devoted to self care. Self care and awareness is the gift that never stops giving. It is the gift that allow me to give to you from an authentic place. It is the gift that allows me to give to myself. The vehicle to self care is the body. Body follows mind and the vehicle is the body. The body shows me at any given time how I am thinking about myself and life. The body completely and honestly reflects to me my state of mind. This body is my vehicle to questioning my mind. Questioning all the separation that I believe in so dearly. I can love and set boundaries at the same time. I can love and tell someone no. I can lov

Dead in Bed is the name of a book that my twelve year old son is writing.  When he told me yesterday morning that this was the title of his work in progress, I was hoping his answer would be "a comedy" when I asked the question "what kind of book is it?"  Much to my dismay yet curiosity, he answered "a murder mystery of sorts."  Hmmmmm... okay?  It was then I realized my beautiful, innocent, soft and tender baby boy was growing (and at a rapid pace) into a beautiful, not so innocent, soft, sometimes hard, tender, sometimes tough, smart, no holds barred flat out boy.  He is a boy, not even a young boy any more, a boy one year away from being a teenager.  I cannot protect him like I use to be able to.  Sure there are certain ways to hold off some of the harder lessons of life still, but it sure is tricky.  What really drew me to this title however was not his quick minded plot about Al-Qaeda (yes, you read that correctly :o)  But the fact that this is where

Blood sugar - 90 w/out medication.  (Was well over 300 on medication the night I arrived). Ph balace - 6.6 (Was 5.2 my first day here.  By the way... the lowest number on the kit is 5.5). Weight loss - 14 1/2 lbs. in 8 days. (I haven't weighed in since Tuesday). Candida - Still a 6/7. (I was an 8/9 when I arrived.  The scale is 1-10). Other improvements worth mentioning:  The skin on my legs is soft and supple.  It was dry with little bumps all over it.  Very soft without putting any cream on.  The alligator skin on my upper arms is clearing up.  My teeth are sparkling white.  My rosacea has calmed a bit, still a bit red but very improved.  The aches in my knees have gone.  My lower back pain has completely disappeared.  I have not taken any acid reflux medication in over a week and it has been very minimal.  After I eat I get gassy and my reflux acts up a little bit.  However; it is acting up less and less at every meal.  I should mention that I have been on protonix (a drug

Well, the first ten day program completes tomorrow.  So my first group of friends are shipping out tomorrow.  I will be staying on with my friends Glenda and Adrianne.  Glenda is 79 years old and you'd think she was sixty.  She's a beautiful black woman with salt and pepper hair, mostly pepper and she glows.  She plays the piano and her smile could light up a room.  She will stay on for the month like me.  Adrianne JUST got here last night.  She's very fiery and spunky.  I like her alot.  I think we might become good friends. Then there is me.  I am in detox war.  I'm in "enema's up the wazoo" hell.  Mornings are most difficult for me.  First of all I don't sleep well and I need to find a way to sleep.  I'm drained and tired and cranky.  It also does not help my body to repair itself at night.  My blood sugar was 130 this morning upon waking and although this is low and good, I'm not out of the woods yet.  Bobby seems to think that once I sle