Attending to the path

It was a sunny Northwest day, and gratefully, the sense to use the clear skies and dry weather for our well-being showed up and we road the energy into town. We need to concentrate our energies and my resources on enclosing the porch of the vardo. The tiny space that is under-cover is the real space we can work with. Like all the construction for VardoForTwo, the process takes being aware and awake to the steps and materials. We have plenty of the white oak siding used throughout the wagon; and Pete will use it to enclose the porch for a two-pod space.

Our day was spent in the city, Seattle, hunting and successfully finding a very-well worn old porthole window for the min-kitchenette/JOTS apartment. Pete's got all the weathered fir for the flooring, we picked up the oak for studs and Habitat for Humanity had 12 tiles that will work well for a non-skid floor. With luck and resourcefulness there will be days for building the pods.

I am recovering from the gas poisioning ... nebulizing with Glutathione diluted with filtered water and opening up my lungs using the Lomi-lomi pressure point work I learned. I don't tolerate the steroid based inhalers for asthma. A lot of filtered water (drinking it) and the nebulizer loosens my lungs and allowed the exhalation. The vardo stays very toasty with the Radiant Electric Ceramic Heater and the Austin Air Jr. keeps the air as fresh as possible.

We attend to the parts of life we can do something about and then pray for help with implementation. There are no pictures from the vardo for the while ... so words will have to satisfy the visual needs. Wish us luck.

Dryer Sheets and Fabric Softeners Are Lethal

It's another rainy day in Seattle, but for a few minutes Pete and I stepped outside the Kitchenette hoping to get a little work done on the window trim. Sometimes, I forget that I have MCS and am thrown back --literally, by the smell of DRYER SHEETS. The exhaust outlet from our neighbors basement (where their laundry must be) is just on the other side of the hedge. VardoForTwo is within a couple feet of that hedge.


Dryer sheets are one of the most lethal of triggers for people with MCS and are not good for anyone. I quickly retreated inside to get my mask. I switched to a new one and fitted the washable outside piece with two charcoal filters for insurance, and put my eye goggles on before I went back out. I'd just begun mixing up a new batch of milk paint to test the color of the trim and decided to finish the mix before leaving Pete outside. It doesn't take more than a very few minutes to be over-saturated by the toxins.


As I write this piece I have a slight head-ache in my forehead and feel the hazy remnant of the 'brain fog' that is a symptom of an exposure like this. I use a nasal inhaler filled with Glutathione for episodes like this.(stopping to give myself a second dose of spray). The prescribed supplement helps to restore my brain cells after an exposure to the chemicals that make up a dryer sheet. I also use glutathione in a nebulizer to build my system's ability to respond to immune system and brain function break-down. To learn more about glutathione's potential healing affects for you please find an Environmental Physician who specializes in the care of folks with MCS. Between writing I took a nap with my portable c.d. player and my RELAXATION QIGONG tape. I played the "Four Route Relaxation" exercise I usually reserve for going to sleep at night. Today I decided to try clearing the spent qi that was affected by the smell of dryer sheets using that twenty-five minute exercise. It was very calming.



For the record, here's a list of chemicals found in a dryer sheet:

Benzyl acetate: Linked to pancreatic cancer

Benzyl Alcohol: Upper respiratory tract irritant

Ethanol: On the Environmental Protection Agency's (EPA) Hazardous Waste list and can cause central nervous system disorders

Limonene: Known carcinogen

A-Terpineol: Can cause respiratory problems, including fatal edema, and central nervous system damage

Ethyl Acetate: A narcotic on the EPA's Hazardous Waste list

Camphor: Causes central nervous system disorders

Chloroform: Neurotoxic, anesthetic and carcinogenic (this is the stuff used to embalm!)

Linalool: A narcotic that causes central nervous system disorders

Pentane: A chemical known to be harmful if inhaled

"The chemicals in fabric softeners are pungent and strong smelling -- so strong that they require the use of these heavy fragrances (think 50 times as much fragrance) just to cover up the smells. Furthermore, synthetic fabrics, which are the reason fabric softeners were created in the first place, do not smell good either when heated in a dryer or heated by our bodies ... hence the need for even more hefty fragrances. In other words, remove all the added fragrance that endears people to fabric softeners and -- like the cliché wolf in sheep's clothing -- the real smells of the chemical-laced fabric softener and the synthetic fabrics they were designed around may prompt people to shoot their laundry machines and be done with it."

- A excerpt from a post from GLOBAL HEALTH CENTER FORUM: http://www.ghchealth.com/forum/post-325.html

There are alternatives to using fabric softeners and dryer sheets

1. DON'T USE THEM.

2. Add 1/2 c. or more of baking soda to soften clothes and clean without laundry detergent.

3. Use an unscented and unmasked detergent. We use BIO-KLEEN Free and Clear laundry detergent.

4. Put a small amount of 'safe for you' unscented hair conditioner on a piece of cotton fabric that is already clear and safe, toss it into your dryer with your laundered clothing.

Do you have any other free and clear methods that work for you? Share them here. Thanks so much. Every dryer sheet and fabric softener left on the shelves is one less toxin in the air ... tell your retailer you'd like to see them stop stocking them.

Building a safe place means knowing what you're trying to protect yourself against. It's a daily reality for the MCS Tribe. Do your part to make toxins tougher to get at ... educate yourself and take action.

A hui hou, Mokihana