No More Burning Hunger
Anonymous Contributor
I travelled in Yunnan Province of Southern China 17 years ago. One early morning, I poured a huge bowl of rice noodle into my stomach in one minute, of course, without much chewing. The rice noodle in Yunnan was really thick, had to be five times thicker than ordinary spaghetti. I was able to catch the long distance bus as a result, with the side products of a churning stomach and overflowing digestive juice the whole of the morning.
It grew so unbearable in late morning that I stimulated my throat to throw up when the bus stopped for a toilet break. There was so much pain when the thick noodle was pushed from the wider stomach into the narrower gullet. Afterwards, I could only rest in the seat, no more food for that day.
One week after the incident, I was staying in a border village near Burma. A burning hunger previously unknown to me appeared. I had to eat something every two to three hours and I ate one time more during all meals. It was due to all those trekking, I thought. But it grew into serious stomach ache and in bed I had to lie. The nearest proper clinic was four days of bus away. The only nearby choice was a barefoot doctor, a single-eyed Thai lady. In a windy straw hut under a starry sky, I stood holding on to the bed rail, pants down. The doctor was staring at my bare bottom through her single eye, a strange smile on her face, a syringe high in the air with droplets of unknown medicine ejecting from the needle. Ever since this scary experience, chronic stomach ulcer and inflammation had hung around with me. The symptom was that sensation of burning hunger.
It was distinctly different from normal hunger.
There was no stomach movement or sound. The
burning sensation clustered around the junction of
the stomach and the gullet. I could feel something
being worn off there, probably by digestive juice.
After food intake, this sense of erosion and pain
would subside.
I could not help but eat more, three full bowls of rice in each meal. Still, I remained wrapped in skin on bones. No fat and little muscle whatsoever! Heredity was the reason, I thought. Then, my father and brothers began to gain weight. There was something in me that was stopping me from doing so.
I had used quite some medicines through the years, for killing the germs in the stomach, neutralizing digestive juice and relaxing stomach muscles. They worked only for short periods, and the burning hunger would eventually strike again. It was very tiring, constantly eating though I needed not to. As western medicines could not help, I resorted to natural healing methods. Finally, I bumped into Kinesiology and learnt the balancing procedure.
Since then, I kept on balancing myself, at least one hour daily, setting goals and doing Brain Gym and Touch for Health. After balances, I took fruits and nourishing soups. Those goals were around emotion management like fear and anger, realizing my life views in my daily life, the courage to dream and materialize dreams, boldly accepting monetary rewards I deserved, playing without guilt, harmonizing spouse relations, care in deeds and not just words, etc. These things did not seem to be related to chronic stomach ulcer and inflammation at first sight, but somehow, the symptom was relieved after each balance.
This process had gone non-stop for over three months. At the time of writing, the burning hunger had not emerged for over a month already. Though I cannot claim that the ulcer and inflammation had definitely left me, the sense of confidence and security was there. The sense of hunger now is neutral. I can feel the empty stomach without the urge of filling it up, even at late night.
Another interesting fact is that I eat little now, only one-and-a-half bowl of rice per meal and nothing in between. Despite that, I gained 3 kilograms, and several more is expected to come according to the trend. It seems like my digestive system has gained efficiency, too.
“The sense of hunger now is neutral. I can feel the empty stomach without the urge of filling it up…”
