For four years, since Tricia Barrett first introduced me to the merits of drinking green juice as a dietary supplement, I’ve been drinking 4 or 5 fresh green veggie juices daily. These juices – painstakingly extracted from kale, celery, cucumber, sprouts, parsley, lemon, and ginger – have been my medicine, keeping my weight stable, my blood pressure low, and my immune system strong enough to fight even the viruses that infect my whole family.
But then, about a month ago, my assistant April (who, bless her heart, makes my green juice for me) had to leave town. And my husband was working 12 hour days at his new job, so he couldn’t help out. And I was busy seeing mentoring clients and recording the audio version of my upcoming book Mind Over Medicine. So the green juice never got made, and I didn’t drink green juice for a whole week, something that hasn’t happened for four years.
Lo and behold – I got flattened with a nasty cold.
Green Juice As My Gospel
It got me thinking. Now I firmly believe that my green juice will keep my healthy. My daughter brings home viruses from her school regularly. At one point this winter, over half of her school was out sick – but I stayed healthy. I credit my daily green juice, and praise it often. In fact, every day, when I imbibe my first dose of green medicine, I thank the vegetables for keeping my body fit and healthy and strong.
You might say I worship at the altar of green juice. I have complete, unshakeable faith in its magic and can be found prosthelytizing about it frequently. In fact, I even bring coolers of my green juice to my mentoring sessions with clients so I can introduce them to it, show them how yummy it tastes, hopefully convert them. You might say I’m a true believer.
