Years ago I had a friend who studied iridology, read my irises. It was exciting and fun, albeit quite bright (she shone a flashlight in my eyes). She saw things in my eyes most of my ardent lovers (who looked deeply in my eyes) never saw. I remember her saying that the little gold specks meant this and the green rings meant that. I can’t really remember the outcome because we were drinking wine at the time and laughing. I do remember one thing, however, some of the reading was not what I wanted to hear about my health and I wasn’t laughing anymore. The reading took over two hours.
Definition: Iridology (also known as iridodiagnosis) is an alternative medicine technique whose proponents believe that patterns, colors, and other characteristics of the iris can be examined to determine information about a patient’s systemic health. (Wikipedia)
Iridology practitioners examine the markings in the iris of the eye to locate problems in the rest of the body. They believe that different sectors of the iris are linked to different areas of the body. Certain markings or discolorations indicate potential weaknesses in those specific areas. Iridology isn’t used to diagnose specific diseases or conditions. Rather, it’s used to indicate general vulnerabilities in all major organs, including the heart, liver, lungs and brain. These vulnerabilities are determined with the help of an iridology chart. The markings and patterns are compared to the chart that reads like a clock. For example the zone on the chart corresponding to the kidney is the lower part of the iris, just before 6 o’clock.
The majority of medical doctors think this is nuts and people who study iridology are quacks. But then again, they think most alternative medicine is.
When my irises had been read my friend then prescribed herbs to help with all my newly diagnosed potential weaknesses. But the first order of business was another glass of wine, but after hours of bright light shining in my eyes she had to help me find the bar.
I was young and foolish thinking I would live forever. That was 30 years ago and after five heart attacks and a subsequent heart by-pass surgery, I wish I would’ve listened more closely and followed her advice.
Submitted by guest blogger L. Anderson