Friday, October 26, 2012

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Dedicated to those who leave us behind.....!

August 17th, 2012 
In Memory of the late Doctor Sewdath Sadal

by "The Satvic Chef" on Tuesday, August 17, 2010 at 9:47am ·
[Excerpt from "The Satvic Chef: The Anti-Inflammatory Diet"]

The Satvic Chef

Foreword:

Remembering my father's passing twelve years ago


Back in April 2001, I still remember the last conversation I had with my father. We had this conversation in the kitchen of my Manhattan apartment one day after he had his kidney dialysis done. The rosy color would always come back to his cheeks after one these kidney-dialysis sessions. At age 59, he had only 30% of his kidney functioning due to his type-1 Diabetes and Hypertension, but he kept up with his spirit and planned to start a non-for-profit international organ-donation organization. He was frantically searching and emailing doctors in India and South-America in search for a matching kidney. The doctors warned him that his condition has already placed him in an immuno-compromised status and a kidney transplant could be fatal. He refused to take a kidney from any of his children. The day he took his flight back to Suriname, he snuck out with my mother while I was taking my morning shower. I heard it and rushed out with a towel around me to catch them before they would step into the elevator and yelled at my mother why they would leave without saying goodbye. My father responded to me that if I would keep on yelling at my mother, he would never come back to see me again. And he never did.

On August 17, 2001 on my brother's birthday and at his retirement party at the Dermatology Services of Suriname, he had his 3rd massive stroke while he was giving his farewell speech he practiced so hard on days before. He kept on speaking despite the fact that he was slurring and people had to urge him to take a brake and rest. The ambulance arrived and he was wheeled to the intensive care department of the hospital. The stroke was so massive that he had to be placed on the respirator. My mother had to make the horrible decision to let him go. His body was still very warm for a long time after they turned the respirator off.

Exactly three weeks after my father's passing, the Twin-Towers disintegrated. While in grieving it felt like I had lost my father in there. I remembered at the time of his last visit in New York City back in April 2001, we passed through the shopping mall of the Twin-Towers and he was so desperate to take the elevator up to the top of those buildings. But because of his illness he was so weak and we had to forfeit that attraction. I realize now that whatever existed back then just vanished in thin air.

Being a medical doctor, my father was not a stranger to his own condition himself and neither to the idea of health prevention. He represented his country Suriname in the World Health Organization with the condition of Leprosy and how to prevent this. He even created this slogan in his glory years as the chief of the Dermatological Services in Paramaribo, capital of Suriname saying "Elk Vlek Is Het Onderzoek Waard" (translated: every spot on the skin is worth an inspection). Leprosy was a disease caused by a flesh eating bacteria. After the incubation period the first sign of leprosy appears like an innocent skin rash, a sign that the infection still can be reversed and this point and such a skin rash is usually easily overlooked by people. Just with taking the preventative action by going to the doctor and having the new skin rash inspected, leprosy can be prevented. In order to be very successful in his campaign, my father had to build up the awareness and caution within the Surinamese community with his health promotion campaign. Later on, in the 80's it became the case again with HIV infections.

While providing his dedication to health prevention to anyone else, my father never saw it coming for him as well that one day his kidney would deteriorate due to his type-1 Diabetes.  I remembered that we cooked sugar-free, low-fat and low sodium food all the time in family meals because of him. We engaged in exercising, jogged and danced a lot. But what killed my father was his genetic predisposition of Diabetes and Hypertension at which he already developed at an early age and detected at age 25. I may have grown up with a childhood more conscious of prolonging healthy life-style habits; but he did not -until he was officially diagnosed with these killer diseases at that young age. He was already a recreational drinker and occasionally relished his Havana cigars, but why should he deprive himself of such pleasures after a long day's of work.

I had a healthy childhood back in Suriname, until I came to the United States at age 23 and then my genetic predisposition of Obesity and Diabetes type-2 started to kick in. I am not a diabetic, because I managed to keep my weight under 160 lbs. Still, it took a Yo-yo cycle to bounce back and forth unhealthy and healthy weight. My brothers battled childhood obesity and then had thinner teenage years during the 80's, but then it became a battle again after they hit the age of 30. I am not born and raised here in the United States, never grew up as a child eating sugary cereals. I grew up in Suriname, where it is a tropical climate and people have no issue keeping their weight in control.

This experience has made me question the following: What are exactly the standards of a successful healthy lifestyle and what is the success in adopting and adapting to newly introduced healthy life style habits. Why don't we stick to healthy lifestyle habits all the time? Why are the pleasures things we enjoy unhealthy for us? Are our cultural customs harmful to our health? And I can go on and on questioning myself about this issue.

But today, I offer a flower and Holy Water from the Ganges River in his honor and remembrance!

Ratna Sadal – The Satvic Chef!

Vibrational attraction of the Mind!



True Story! Philosophy as Food!
Vibrational Attraction of the Mind!

 
It was one of my airy bad days! Got up in the morning and it was really humid. With a heavy bloat in my stomach, I slowly try to tilt my the weight of my body from the bed. It felt like every cell in my body was bloated. Had a lot to do, even if my life was not where I want it to be -not like I wanted it to be anywhere else. I dreaded to live and what for? What is the point?! Once in a while each of us have these bad mornings, not feeling swell, not wanting to deal with the rest of the world, not willing to carry our own weight and wondering how we got ourselves here.
Later on the day -after finishing my job- I take a brake at the local public library. While minding my own business, I plugged my laptop by a very comfortable seat near the window, a nutcase walks into the library, venting and mumbling in himself while swallowing his own vomit. Suddenly, I felt loose change being thrown at my head. While I looked up and into the direction of this 'nutcase' with a facial expression of wonder. He looked back at me and said: "I swear this will never happen again." He immediately walked out of the library and dis-appeared. As I took an inspection at the nickel and dime that was thrown at my head and wondered why he had aimed at me -a total stranger to him- I realized that it could have been a bullet, not small change. The woman sitting across me observed the situation and asked me if I was hurt, while holding her cellphone to call 911. I said "no" and she gladly nodded with delight and went on with her normal routine.
 

Ratna Sadal
Founder of THE SATVIC CHEF!

Thursday, October 18, 2012

excerpt: Introduction of "THE SATVIC CHEF: THE ANTI-INFLAMMATORY DIET"



If it wasn't for the Sattvic principles, I would have never succeeded in adapting from a meat-eater to a vegan. I grew up in an omnivouros Hindu family in SUriname (formerly nown as Dutch Guyana located at the North-East Coast of South America) with Diaspora of Indentured East Indian descent dating dating back from 1873 on. I was the geeky sister who never liked eating meat, fish and eggs. Although due to my mother's and paternal grandmother's Hindu background, we never ate beef. At a certain point in my early teenage years, I decided to only stick to eating poultry, eggs and fish. Only on certain religious days, the whole family would become complete Lacto-Vegans. Growing up in Suriname, we hardly ate processed foods. Our neighbors had a few cows and sold us milk, ghee and butter. These were happy cows, treated like their own family members. I did try to stay a vegetarian for up to two or three weeks at the time and then fall back to meat-eating. It wasn't untill found a real moral drive to become a vegatarian, initiated by my own journey fo self-discovery. Even further driven to become a vegan because of the active practive of driven compassion of every living being that has a capicity to be able to experience pain and suffering.

The Understanding of Compassion & Equal Vision, Ethics 101
Two of innate primordial Godly qualities a human has that originates from spirit is the ability to sense and symphatize with another living being's suffering and the capability to see the worthiness all living beings of every different species as equal and equally important to that of human existance. These innate Godly human qualities, stand loose independently on their own from the reason of intellect. These qualities are not given to humans thru religion or conditioning through reason, as a matter of fact- religion and sensical reasoning are distractions from having the capacity to have compassion and respect every lifeform equally. At a certain point in history in human existance, religion became the instution of our ground zero thinking about ethics. And suddenly animal sacrifice to please God became acceptable and it's okay to eat meat that is religiously slaughtered, and became okay to eat fish every religious holiday. Religious rules on eating meat are set for men not to lucratively slaughter animals and profit on its carcasses, but to give the understanding to humans that at the time the crops have died in drought, it is okay to feed on animal flesh, as long as the animal doesn't suffer at the time when parting his soul from the body. Then the sentiment is shifted to the instructional practice of religion and animal slaughter and the accuracy of it while the attention from having compassion and equal vision is distracted. And from that point on humans have become the slave and victims of their religious biased practice, especially when they have to reason about their own human rights.

The biased cover-up of sentiment
My neighbor the animal rescuer loves dogs but she still get her steak and pork chops from the meat market. She can't imagine the practic of dog farming and-eating in Korea. I asked her but what is the difference between a dog's life and pork/steak? She reasoned with the facts and history how humans are on top of the food chain of livestock, and the dog was a former predator who over centuries became domesticated and serve humanity. What greater sentiment there is to bias those who serve humanity get bred and survive just for use. Seeing the dog and porkchops unequal in their evolutionary process of serving humanity is called: Biased Sentiment. Now if she had to confront the dog-eating-breeding Korean farmer, how does she explain that it is "wrong" utilize dogs to please palates and hunger! He will spit in her face, because her reason for dog-symphatizing sentiment takes the weakest stand toward his economical need to run a dog-eating farm.
This method of reasoning suits even the biased practice cannibalism, one does not eat loved ones - only enemies from other tribes whom have murdered and eaten our loved ones, eat their offspring as well.

Even those who are fully vegan will kill cockroaches and rats for pest control. What's wright to be primordially right about our capicity to have compassion and see all living beings as equals?!

Author: Ratna Sadal

Thursday, October 4, 2012

http://www.defendersblog.org/2012/10/why-wipe-wolves-from-most-of-wyoming/

http://www.defendersblog.org/2012/10/why-wipe-wolves-from-most-of-wyoming/

Mind-Body-VIbration - REVERSE AGE!

Not too shabby for a chick in her post forties who is still single, never had kids and looking!

I am hopeful! as you read down this and see how I reversed my age by just being a VEGETARIAN!!!!!

This is my current appearance at age 44 in 2012 shot by my brother for my dating profile just a few days shy of my birthday!

The process of the age reversal can only be achieved by applying the SATTVIC DIETARY PRINCIPALS!


chewing on raw bitter melon with the
SATTVIC LIVER CLEANSE
me looking much older at age 43 before I took the challenge of a ONE DAY LIVER CLEANSE just 2X @ MONTH!


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