3 Amazing Cholesterol Busting Super-Foods

There are a several reasons why your cholesterol goes up: 1) changes in your diet, 2) stress 3) lack of exercise 4) weight gain and/or 5) hereditary causes. Diet is the main culprit for most people. Correct diets lower cholesterol more effectively than any other method, and food that helps lower cholesterol is found from a wide variety of sources. You have control of the first four reasons above for increased cholesterol, but most of what will bring down your high cholesterol is with the foods you eat. There are three “superfoods” that are particularly effective. That is the subject of this article

When we eat indiscriminately, consuming animal fats from meat and dairy products, drink a lot of alcohol, white bread, crackers, cookies and soda, we’ll be lucky to still be alive in twenty years. These all cause your liver to produce as much LDL cholesterol it possibly can, and you will certainly gain weight to boot. Or is that booty.

These foods are exactly what spikes cholesterol levels, and brings many other afflictions into the picture, like obesity, diabetes, and cancer. To make matters worse, the fatter you become the harder it is to lower your cholesterol because each pound of fat, in itself, increases LDLs (the “bad” cholesterol) without anything else going on. So, losing weight first should be the mission before trying to lower your cholesterol. As it happens, a cholesterol-friendly diet overlaps strongly with a diet to lose weight, so these two goals do work together.

1) Soluble fiber – This group of foods acts as a brake on your body’s production of LDLs (low-density lipoproteins), the “bad” cholesterol. They reduce the absorption of LDLs in your bloodstream by themselves absorbing the LDLs and eliminating them. But not all of them. No silver bullets here, just a few silver-tipped arrows-but they do work. The best foods to eat in this category are: beans (all types), bananas, apples, oatmeal, and oat bran.

2) Nuts – Fat is very important to your body’s health. Contrary to what some “experts” have said, it’s pretty settled in the medical community that high quality fats are essential for overall health, not just for maintaining cholesterol. Polyunsaturated fats are found in the following: walnuts, almonds, hazelnuts, peanuts, pine nuts, pistachio nuts. These are high calorie snacks, so take care to eat no more than a handful a day.

3) Fish – In your quest for high quality fat, omega 3s are the highest. These are found in most fish, but some have more than others. Fish oil has omega 3 fatty acids that actually raise HDLs, the “good” cholesterol, and reduce chances of a blood clot causing stroke or heart attack. They have the added benefit of lowering you blood pressure. Folks with existing heart conditions use fish as a staple to prevent another or first heart attack. The fish with the highest percentage of fish oil are: sardines, herring, lake trout, mackerel, albacore tuna, halibut, and salmon.

East these foods regularly and you’ve made a giant leap towards heart health and overall well being!

Good luck!

Let the Arrow Fly

This little tale is about life, and how we look in all the wrong places for our contentment.

A poor man and his wife lived in a small hut. Their one joy in life was giving food to a monk who would stop by their little hut every morning on his alms round. They got to know this monk very well over many years, and when he told them that it was time for him to move on, they were very sad. Seeing their sadness, the monk said, “I see your sadness, and I know that you do not have much. So I will help you, I will tell you where a great treasure lies.”

The monk continued, “Tomorrow morning I must leave you, and after I leave, I want you to stand at you doorway with your bow and arrow, facing the rising sun. And when that sun rises in the east, I want you to aim your arrow at that rising sun and let the arrow fly. And where it lands you will find a great treasure.”

So the next morning after the monk left, the poor man stood at his little doorway, and when that sun rose, he pulled back on the bow and shot the arrow toward the rising sun. He then ran after the arrow (followed by his wife who was carrying the shovel), and when they found where the arrow landed they began to dig. They dug and dug, but they found no treasure – all they found was trouble!

The arrow landed in the field of a rich man, and when the rich man caught them digging, he said, “You can’t dig in my field. I’ll have you arrested!”

And the poor man said, “But it was that monk! He told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.”

“Hmmm,” thought the rich man, “I know these monks. And they don’t lie.”

“Tell you what,” said the rich man, “I will shoot the arrow tomorrow morning from the doorway of my mansion, which is much greater than your little hut, and when we find the treasure, we’ll split 50 – 50. How’s that?”

So the next morning the rich man, the poor man (and his wife holding the shovel) all stood at the rich man’s door way. And when that sun arose, the rich man pulled back on the bow and shot the arrow toward the rising sun. All three then ran after the arrow and when they found where the arrow landed they all began to dig. They dug and dug, but there was no treasure – only more trouble.

The arrow landed in the field of a general, and when the general caught them digging, he said, “You can’t dig here, this is military property. I’ll have you imprisoned!”

And the rich man said ” But it was this poor man, he told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.” And the poor man said, “But it was that monk! He told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.”

“Hmmm,” thought the general, “I know these monks. And they don’t lie.”

“Tell you what, said the general, I will shoot the arrow tomorrow morning from the doorway of my barracks, and I am a professional, I really know how to shoot an arrow, and when we find the treasure, we’ll split a third, a third, a third. How’s that?”

So the next morning, the general, the rich man, the poor man (and all the general’s soldiers holding shovels – they really knew how to dig) all stood at the general’s doorway. And when that sun arose, the general pulled back mightily on the bow and shot the arrow a long way toward the rising sun. And when they all ran after the arrow and found where the arrow landed, they all began to dig. They dug and dug, but there was no treasure – only more trouble, this time serious trouble, the arrow landed in the king’s garden.

When the king’s guards caught them digging, they rounded them up and brought them before the king. This was trouble, digging in the king’s garden was a very serious offense.

The king said, “How dare you dig in my garden? This is a capital offense. What have you to say for yourself?” The general said, “But it was this rich man. He told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.”

And the rich man said, “But it was this poor man, he told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.”

And the poor man said, “But it was that monk! He told me that if I shot an arrow toward the rising sun, where it landed I would find a great treasure.”

“Hmmm,” thought the king, “I know these monks. And they don’t lie.”

So the king ordered his guards to round up the monk, and when they found him, they dragged him before the king.

“Why did you lie to the poor man and say that he would find a treasure where the arrow landed,” asked the king.

“But I didn’t lie,” said the monk, “they didn’t follow my instructions. Tomorrow morning I will accompany you, my king, to your doorway of the castle. There I want you to stand with your bow and arrow facing the rising sun. And when that sun rises in the east, I want you to aim your arrow at that rising sun and let the arrow fly. And where it lands you will find a great treasure, greater than you can ever imagine. But you must follow my instructions.”

So the king agreed, but warned them all that if there was no treasure, they would all end up in the king’s dungeons, from which nobody ever returned!

So the next morning, the king, the general, the rich man, the poor man, and the monk, all gathered at the king’s doorway.

And when that sun arose, the king pulled back on the royal bow, and just as he was to shoot the arrow toward the rising sun, the monk said, “STOP! You are not following my instructions. I said, ‘let the arrow fly,’ not ‘shoot the arrow.'”

And with that, the king let go of the arrow and let it fly by itself, and it dropped between his feet, right where he was standing.

And when they dug, they found an immense treasure, just as the monk promised.

(The moral of the story is that the true treasure always lies right where we standing. All we have to do is look within.) – Compliments of Ajahn Brahm, abbot of Buddhist Bodhinyana Monastery, Perth Australia.

The Cadaverous Beasts of SSARG [Chapter 6: To the Valley of Arrows]

Chapter 6

To the Valley of Arrows

Arallets found herself-daydreaming in the afternoon sun, still high in the branches of a great tree, overlooking the terrain below, slightly opened eyed; curious she was to insure there were no beasts about. She had fallen asleep on his shoulder, and had just awoken but a few minutes ago, awoken to find herself on Tangor’s shoulder, half asleep, when she found herself in this position, she quickly turned away from him, moved backwards, she liked his muscular shoulder but she was still offended from before, his remark. Perhaps she was not good enough for him, was a thought in her mind, a thought, she thought might be circulating in his mind also.

She had had six hours sleep, days were long here, 72-hours to a day, and six hours to a night, total 72-hours. Sleep that was much needed.

Tangor knew Moirommalit’s were well known for their flat facial affects, there hardness of heart, and unemoitonalness, but she was not of that type, she must have had an ounce of her father’s blood in her. He was thinking it was King Ahta’s blood, but of course he did not know.

At this stage of his journey, Tangor simply wanted to get as far away as he could from the rats, and hopefully back to his ship before the vipers destroyed it.

Tangor, said to Arallets, with an explicit tone to his voice: “I’m very hungry for real food, protean, not all this papaya crap, I got it up to my nose, how about some of that Lomo Saltado, I had once in Peru, on earth, good rice with potatoes, and onions, and big hunks of soft choice beef.”

Arallets, knew Tangor had a good sense of direction, his instincts were excellent, he had traveled the universe over, and now her sassiness, or better put, over sense of worth in a world that cared less for her, was diminishing, and she appreciated Him. Just like arriving at the edge of the woods, Tangor knew if they continued going eastward they would eventually be at the woods end. As now they had arrived, and it was morning, Arallets saw Tangor looking about, for the umpteenth time, and then he said, “Let go!”

In The Valley of Arrows
[The Plains]

It was a considerable distance they had gone, perhaps a few hundred miles if not more in the tree world; now standing on solid ground felt good to both of them.

There was a valley in front of them, evidently they had gone quite far to the east and then shifted somehow west, for according to the map, it was the plains in front of them. And Tangor remembered in the plains was the Valley of Arrows Siren had told him about it. Now he got deliberating where or which way he was to go from here. If he went straight north, he’d be in the Bear Country, if he went northwest, he’d be in King Ahta’s domain; if he went northeast, he’d be in the heart of the Manticore valleys and rocky plains: matter-of-fact, they were closer at this point to that area than any other area. Should they go west, they’d circle around the woods and end up by the mound area again, where the Viper’s Fortress was, where they started from, and beyond that Viper Country, where his spaceship was, but circling around involved sticking close to the woods, and that was loaded with searching rats for them at the moment. His decision to be made had a lot of variables to it.

How he missed his ship! Ever since he was a kid he wanted to be a space traveler, adventurer, and have his own ship, and now he had one, had it for a very long time also, and here he was stuck on this savage and primitive planet, which his ship in the possession of some mad vipers, were ready to destroy it.

They walked a ways, collecting their thoughts, and found themselves–like it or not–in the Valley of Arrows, part of the central plains of the Planet, where it seemed every other section of the planet connect to or from–in one way or another. That is to say, if one wanted to get to another areas of the planet, they normally would have to cross this land, or perhaps go through the dark part of the planet, and that would not be prudent, for no one had–yet.

It was to Tangor, a mysterious planet, just as Siren had told him it would be, had he ever a notion to visit it. An unnatural planet to say the least, where the beasts had reason, and vocabulary, and red crystal eyes, and walked light on the ground, and was controlled somehow, by it sections. Meaning, the rats, vipers, bears, Manticore, and so forth, all stayed in their birth regions, which seemed to be the only real habitual place for them–in the long run. It was once challenged by the Mantic ore’s, to live in the Mound area with Siren the Great, only to find out, the air, or whatever it was, made them ill to the point of death, and quickly had to move back to their abode in the northeast region of the planet. And once the bears were chasing Siren, but would not leave their mesas, and thus, Siren escaped. Should they have I wonder what, but they of course did not, would not, dare not to.

“We shall stop here,” said Tangor.