將近二十年，看著學生來來去去，寫過感謝卡給我的，對我表達慶幸遇見斷食的，看著學生和我合照的相片檔案，感傷之餘，感謝生命的示現。

曾經記錄第一個十年的自律，那個階段充滿摸索的成分，不斷搜尋身體的平衡世界，不斷驗證身體的平衡境界。

我的身體不斷要求我減少餐數，直到我確實體驗每週斷食兩天的成效，除了平衡，那是暢通，是身體執行自主的成績。

多麼神奇，身體自主，身體當家，這是健康的本質，它一直都在，就活生生鑲在身體的每一個細胞內，就像生物時鐘扣在細胞的靈性中一般。

一樣是神奇，我可以和自己的身體對話，領悟雙向對話的同時，對於身體可以收到我的誠意，我感動記錄。

有那一刻的頓悟，我知道這是每個人都具備的天賦，不是專家學者才有的能力，這是一份責任，我願意承擔。

 

醫療空間中的每一個元素都在我身上留下印記，診所、醫院、醫學院，病人的拜託懇求，藥廠推銷員的鞠躬哈腰，最重要的是藥品留在人體身上的味道和證據。

回顧這一生所經歷的每個十字路口，即使是商場上那重重的跌一大跤，即使是陸軍醫院那不堪回首的官場文化，即使是醫學院任職的教學經驗，累積了必要的看見，收集了必要的經驗。

我父親是最關鍵的提拔，他是一位體恤病患的家庭醫師，年輕時候騎重機去病人家看診，後期就開車載護士出們看診，這位貼身醫師為我示範了醫學的處方定義，還有做人的生命態度。

藥物和康復之間的關係在我腦袋內被定錨，經歷醫學基礎教育並未翻轉既定的治療思維，唯獨脾臟主動代謝不正常血球開啟對於身體自主意識的初淺認識。

對於多少生命現象的觀點可能就一路定調，這就是意識形態，除非發生重大事件，除非事件足以碰撞出翻轉的火花。

很難相信我會接受斷食，事實上不僅相信，我的身體藉著七天沒吃的難得機會提醒我健康的方向，堅守半世紀的醫藥城牆隨即崩塌。

 

崇尚醫療是一種被創造並且豎立的民間價值，那種篤信已經無關學歷高低，回想第一次斷食所經歷的強勢棒喝，我深信直覺在喚醒意識的衝擊中扮演關鍵的力量。

直覺和認知可以相通，而且就那短短一個瞬間，就是它，而且它就在自己的身上，那個力量因為斷食而被喚醒。

醫療並非完全不可取，從養生面向分析，它之所以為人詬病，幾乎都在非急性的製藥和用藥邏輯，這部分從我父親的診所可以窺盡全貌。

開始站上講台的初期，我經常問台下學員感冒吃藥的問題，用藥和不用藥的發病流程很一致，差別在症狀的強弱，民眾沒搞清楚的地方是康復的機制。

我問學員「是藥讓身體康復？還是身體自行療癒？」，如果答案是後者，那我們吃藥的意義何在？

反過來從大量用藥的斷食個案，藥物對身體的干擾和傷害就發生在身體排出藥毒的痛苦過程，一樣的問題：「如果都是身體負責療癒，那麼用藥的意義何在？」。

 

生命教育不斷呼籲要看長遠，學生時代就知道不臨時抱佛腳，可是偏偏「生病看醫生」就是短視近利的社會教育。

生命很珍貴，不停要聽聞被藥物耽誤一生的嘆息聲，那是我從小看到大的一齣爛戲，把毒不停的往人身上囤積的拖戲。

我醒了，陸續叫醒一些收到直覺訊號的人，我真的相信只需要那一瞬間的貫通，很多人就從此醒悟過來。

可是醒來之後還是會睡著，覺悟不需要搭配沉睡的輪迴，如何維持在覺醒的狀態，那真是一門學問，那真是一道考題。

身體之道存在很基本而且簡單的示現，就是把大自然的所有元素都整頓好，空氣、陽光、水以及酵素和活菌等生命力元素的備齊，一切都在法則和生物設定的規範中。

簡單的道理夾雜著複雜的人性，看著高喊慶幸的人下車，看著曾經高喊「我自律養生」的人離去，人都要等到快失去的時候才知所珍惜。

 

都是愛恨情仇在攪局，都是惰性和身段在搗亂，就在把承擔定義清楚的那一刻，

我知你知，我們各自承擔。

珍惜聽一首讓我感動的好歌，也珍惜和你相處的美好曾經。

慶幸收到直覺的提示，慶幸獲得生命的眷顧，慶幸取得身體的回應。

 

（有時候，你永遠不會知道那一刻的價值，直到它成為回憶。）

 

The Journey of a Selffasteam Practitioner 224
Grateful, and Therefore Cherishing

Nearly twenty years have passed, watching students come and go. Some have written thank-you cards to me, some have expressed their gratitude for discovering fasting, and some have captured moments with me in photos. As I look back at these memories, I feel a mix of nostalgia and gratitude for the revelations life has given me.

I once documented my first decade of self-discipline—a phase full of exploration, constantly searching for the body’s equilibrium and verifying its balanced state. My body continuously urged me to reduce my meal frequency until I fully experienced the benefits of fasting two days a week. Beyond achieving balance, it brought a sense of fluidity, a testament to the body’s ability to regulate itself.

It is truly miraculous—the body governs itself, and health is its very essence. This self-regulation has always been there, embedded in every cell, just like a biological clock ticking in tune with the spirit of the body.

Equally astonishing is my ability to converse with my own body. The moment I grasped the concept of two-way communication, I was deeply moved by how my body responded to my sincerity. That moment of enlightenment made me realize that this is an innate gift everyone possesses—not an ability exclusive to experts and scholars. It is a responsibility, and I am willing to embrace it.

Every element of the medical field has left an imprint on me—clinics, hospitals, medical schools, patients’ desperate pleas, pharmaceutical sales representatives bowing and scraping, and most importantly, the lingering presence and effects of medications in the human body.

Looking back at the crossroads of my life—whether it was a major setback in the business world, the unbearable bureaucracy at the military hospital, or my teaching experiences at a medical school—each contributed to my necessary understanding and accumulation of essential experiences.

My father played a crucial role in shaping me. As a compassionate family physician, he used to ride a motorcycle to visit patients at home in his youth and later drove a car with a nurse to make house calls. This dedicated doctor demonstrated to me not only the essence of medical prescriptions but also an attitude toward life itself.

The relationship between medication and recovery was deeply anchored in my mind. Though my medical education did not immediately alter my preconceived notions of treatment, the spleen’s ability to metabolize abnormal blood cells initiated my rudimentary awareness of the body’s self-healing capabilities.

Many perspectives on life phenomena are shaped early on—this is ideology. Unless a significant event disrupts it, nothing changes.

I never imagined I would embrace fasting. But not only did I come to believe in it, my body took the rare opportunity of seven days without food to guide me toward true health. The fortress of medical dogma that had stood firm in my mind for half a century crumbled in an instant.

The reverence for medicine is a socially constructed value, independent of one’s level of education. Looking back at the intense awakening my first fast brought me, I firmly believe that intuition plays a key role in sparking awareness.

Intuition and cognition can align, and in that fleeting moment, the realization dawns—it is right there, within oneself. That dormant power was awakened through fasting.

Medicine is not entirely without merit. From a health perspective, its greatest flaw lies in the logic of non-urgent drug production and consumption. My father’s clinic was a clear reflection of this reality.

In the early days of my lectures, I often asked my students about taking medication for colds. The course of illness remained nearly identical with or without medication—the only difference was in symptom severity. What most people failed to understand was the mechanism of recovery.

I would ask, “Is it the medicine that heals the body, or does the body heal itself?” If the answer is the latter, then what is the real purpose of medication?

Looking at fasting cases involving heavy medication use, the pain experienced while the body expels drug toxins is undeniable. Again, the same question arises: “If healing is the body’s responsibility, then what is the role of medicine?”

Life education constantly reminds us to take the long view. As students, we were taught not to cram at the last minute, yet “seeing a doctor when sick” is a form of short-sighted social conditioning.

Life is precious, yet I continue to hear sighs of regret from those whose lives have been compromised by medication. I grew up witnessing this tragic cycle—an endless play of accumulating toxins in the human body.

But I have awakened. And one by one, I am awakening those who are receptive to intuitive signals. I truly believe that all it takes is a single moment of realization for many to never turn back.

However, even after waking up, one can still fall back asleep. Awakening should not be paired with cycles of unconsciousness. Maintaining a state of awareness is both an art and a test.

The path to bodily wisdom is simple—it lies in aligning with nature’s elements. Air, sunlight, water, enzymes, probiotics—life’s essential forces must be in place, all governed by natural laws and biological settings.

Yet, simple truths are often entangled in the complexities of human nature. I have watched those who once declared their gratitude step away, and those who once proclaimed, “I practice self-discipline and healthy living,” eventually leave. People only cherish what they are about to lose.

It is always love and hatred stirring the chaos, laziness and pride creating obstacles. But in the moment when responsibility is clearly defined,
I know, you know—we each bear our own responsibilities.

I cherish a song that moves me, and I cherish the beautiful moments we once shared.

I am grateful for the intuitive messages I have received.
I am grateful for life’s blessings.
I am grateful for my body’s response.

 

articled By Lee Wei Chen, Translated By ChatGPT