[NOTE: During the 35 years it has built
our world's largest, nonresidential fasting clientele, FCI has enjoyed
clients on all continents and in all time zones, including every major Asian nation.
Many of these kindred souls, East and West, reflect the emerging
globalization of our human culture. Here, for instance, is the fasting
testimony of an Indian married to a Chinese, raising their three
children--ages 8, 4 and 3--in ultramodern Singapore. Like so many in
today's dynamic Asian societies, Theresa Ang, 34, is an
overachiever, juggling caring for her young family with her teaching
career with the Ministry of Education, while completing her final year
of studies toward an additional degree--a Bachelor of Science
program in Mathematics. Because of her many commitments,
however, Theresa knew that she had to finally break her
multi-year, yo-yo diet cycle, and effectively detoxify her
body-mind-spirit complex, as well as lose some unnecessary weight,
if she wished to move closer to her optimum potential as a
human being. Her story, told here, mirrors that of countless FCI
clients throughout Asia, female and male.]
"I thought my weight-loss saga would
continue with another episode. . .this time entitled, 'FCI,' or
something. You see, since my childbirthing days ended several years
back, I have embarked on a never-ending journey of diets, exercise
machines, slimming pills, and more diets. It was, needless to say,
frustrating and even depressing; and, if I may add, quite addictive.
Weight loss was all too often my primary focus, providing an artificial
sense of self-worth and security. Alas, it only exacerbated the
problem it sought to remedy. My latest weight-loss regime--the
PHEN/FEN drug routine--left me physically drained and
debilitated.
"My FCI episode was all because of Oprah
Winfrey. I had heard that her shrinking power had something to do
with OptiFast. Somehow, my Cybersearch led me to FCI and Dennis
Paulson. (Thanks, Oprah!) Yes, good old Dennis. I'm not quite sure
what it is--his warmth, candid nature, inspiring words, or
tough-yet-gentle email demeanor--that has left him altogether
endearing and pretty awesome, though I'd never met the guy
before, mind you. Actually, it's amazing!. . .thousands of kilometers
away, yet we could share a kinship and camaraderie that knows no
bounds.
"Now, I didn't fall for FCI just like that.
Fasting was known territory that I would prefer to give a miss. Why?
Because I'd been on near-starvation diets, and a year earlier, had
attempted the Mayr 'fast' [actually, a 'diet,' as 'stale bread and milk'
are reportedly taken, and thinking adults, both East and West, know
that 'diets' fail, according to (U.S.) WASHINGTON POST research,
"99.5% of the time, over the past 70 years"]. The trauma of some of
those days still haunts me today. I remembered the nights I would
stay awake, unable to go to sleep because the intense hunger was
virtually unbearable. The mirages of food--glorious food--was all too
much for a mere mortal like me to bear.
"But it was FCI's wholistic plan of body,
mind and spirit that clinched the deal for me. FCI was not about
weight loss and deprivation of food. Rather, it operated out of a
prevention paradigm, rather than a treatment paradigm. Also, as a
Christian, I've always stood in awe of my Saviour's fasting
experience, and the strength and victory that arose, as a result.
Could I actually get a taste of that experience, even if it's just a
morsel?
"And so I went for it! I must admit, it was
with a fair bit of apprehension, especially about the hunger issue.
Imagine, then, my surprise when I had wondrous, sleepful nights.
Hunger was never much of a problem. Anyway, I was never too far
away from a juice or drink of some kind. Food was no longer my
enemy, and fruits, in particular, took on a whole new meaning, as I
found them to be not only delicious, but also complete foods in
themselves. And boy, was I the center of attention, as friends and
colleagues started seeing 'less' of me. Save for my loved ones, no
one knew that I was fasting; they didn't need to, anyway.
"Then there was Dennis, always there
when I needed him, yet never imposing in any way, or hounding me to
see if I had taken my juices or done my enemas. Originally, as
enemas are optional at FCI, I quickly made up my mind to have
nothing to do with such a seemingly disgusting way to begin the day.
But as enemas obviously aid the detoxification process, I decided
just to try it once. To my pleasant surprise, it was a breeze. Yes,
how we uninitiated do bask in our ignorance and prejudices.
"If it were not for Dennis, the going would
definitely have been tough. Like, when I had this bout of depression,
when the scales refused to tip in my favor for a few days. It was the
kind of thing I'd been through before on my many diets--NO weight
loss for days. Normally, I'd have started to question the rationale of
what I was doing, and probably abort everything. But, Dennis
redirected my focus to the fast in its entirety. It took me awhile to
snap out of that one, but when I did, I realized my weight-loss
obsession had been totally unnecessary.
"After that, I began to appreciate and
understand more of what Dennis and FCI stand for. A lot of the
beliefs and ideology then began emanating through the window
which I had chosen to open. Saying thanks is not enough, for I began
to feel so fulfilled and complete, even though the work had only just
begun. Weight loss was no longer my only concern, as I now moved
into the whole body-mind-spirit realm.
"A week into my actual juice-fast,
however, I must say that the most exciting and thrilling aspect was
that I was not feeling hungry. FCI/Dennis were absolutely
right--my brain's appestat mechanism had shut off. This was so
significant. You see, I had been on diets that have made similar
claims, but I always used to go to bed holding my abdominal area,
because of the hunger. When FCI had echoed this familiar cry, I
wasn't going to buy any of it. . .until 3-to-4 days into my actual
juice-fast, when I couldn't believe I was not hungry!
"By the way, I lost a grand total of 8 kgs.
(17 lbs.) during my 22 days of actual juice-fasting. In fact, I had to
practically revamp my wardrobe. Great excuse, huh? Also, I
experienced a calm and a placidity that is only spoken of in ancient
wisdom. In fact, I only appreciated it post-fast, when I realized that
my thinking patterns and mind control were altered, once I started
eating solid food again.
"And so ends my weight-loss saga, but
the FCI episode continues. . .for I have also found, in the Program it's
taught me for life, a strength and a purpose I'm not about to let go.
So. . .watch out for my fasting sequel!--Theresa Ang,
Singapore"
[FCI NOTE: One year later, as Theresa
and I have maintained our friendship, she would write: "Hey, I
sucessfully completed my B.Sc. (Math) and had my convocation. It
was absolutely overwhelming to think that I could achieve this with a
career and 3 kids. My husband, parents and my daughter witnessed
the momentous occasion--all so terribly proud of me. My colleagues
at work, too, feel that I am their pride and joy. I must add that I
fasted during my undergraduate period, and am especially proud of
that. Boy, do I miss chatting with you like this." To which I responded:
"Me, too, of course, Theresa. The fast may have been more
important than you realize, in teaching you that you CAN do just
about anything you truly put your mind to in this lifetime. I'm
SOOOOOOOOO proud of your magnificent accomplishment, Dear!
Love, your friend, Dennis Paulson]