Hey I didn't realize there was a thread devoted entirely to this delicious subject. I'll repost this here and see if it draws any flies.
I was sorting through boxes of donated books once years back, deciding which ones to keep for the library at our "Healing Centre". I just put them all in usually, I never could decide what someone else should or shouldn't read. But I ran across a small book on urine therapy. My reaction was total revulsion, but along with it was a clear impulse or realization that I was supposed to do it. I hate it when that happens.
So I read the book and tried it. It wasn't very nice, but it's nothing like you'd imagine and if you hold your nose you can do it.
It didn't take more than a couple of days when I began to manifest this terrible group of big raised up purple blisters around my ankles. They just got bigger and more painful by the hour.
I endured a couple of days of this torment and my ankles were completely engulfed in this creepy purple stuff. I was driving down the road one day acutely aware of the burning pain in my ankles from the action of accelerating and braking the car, and I had this memory that I was chronically plagued through my childhood by a whole variety of devastating skin diseases. One thing would abate and another weird thing would appear. Awful, painful and seriously ugly stuff. The memory caught in my throat, like I was right back there and I welled up with tears at the pain and frustration and embarrassment. Like I was cursed. Out of the blue I just kind of spontaneously forgave myself for putting myself through all that torment. I didn't really consciously form that thought, it just came up.
Within a couple of hours the blisters were completely gone. No traces left.
Beats me, but the therapy stopped then and there.