How I deal with sickness.
Just a good, old-fashioned head cold...
Please note: NOTHING in this post is medical advice. I am not a doctor but a writer sharing experiences and methods of healing myself.
I had a great 4th of July — good food, cruising down the highway with the top open while making sure the birds heard my vocals. Such a great day! I made it a point to stop at the health food store to buy Liposomal Vitamin C and glanced at the kombucha. Usually when something catches my eye, I buy it — but skipped over the bottle.
I should’ve bought the kombucha. I should've done the Neti pot.
Yet I was careful. When I’m around people, I always remember to drink 10 drops of Grapefruit Seed Extract (thanks to my brilliant acupuncturist who suggested this years ago) and after I return home. Washed my hands, did the things; no stress.
Then sickness showed up and said, Hey, remember me?
It’s been awhile, I replied.
Yep. I’m gonna take you out for a few days. Go with it. Cleanse and rest.
Now, if this had happened to my younger, less-informed self, I would’ve freaked out. Wanting to know how/why this happened and chastising myself for not being careful. I would’ve stressed money. When you’re in my line of business — or anyone who works for themselves — there are no sick days.
Yep, I was a bit of a hysterical hypochondriac back in the day, which came from feeling unsafe, more than anything physical.
Yet that compelled me to seek healers of the highest caliber who began to work with the underlying causes of PTSD. Though I’m grateful for certain aspects of Western medicine, you’ll always find me in the “alternative” camp.
This was an interesting sickness. It gave just enough energy for a certain portion of an abbreviated workday — and then in bed for 12-14 hours, after baking in the sun like a cat. I’m not a sleep during the day type of person — but when this falls over me, I do whatever it takes to be well. I don’t push or pretend that nothing is wrong. I accept, rather than resist. Yet I had to roll my eyes at my ego that said, We NEVER get sick.
I am never more in the present moment than when my body is going through a reset. I lie still in bed and go into a trance-like state. I only focus on my wellness. Nothing else.
I’ve gone from haven’t got time for the pain thing — but let’s work together, body. I accept that we’re going through this. It will pass. Thank you for getting stronger every minute.
Marisa Peer’s Heal Your Body Now hypnosis has been tremendously helpful. I’ve run this video several times and will continue to do so until I’m well. As she’s healed herself of cancer twice, I trust her.
Every day, I’m better. By Monday — or earlier — I’ll be perfectly well.
Whenever I’m sick — or what I prefer to call a “reset, rest and cleanse” - the investment in my health over the years shows up like a best friend.
All of the organic food. Tinctures. Excellent vitamins. Decades of no dairy or wheat. Yoga. Alternative medicine. Kombucha. Learning about the subconscious mind. Being relentlessly positive — after growing up with a parent who was the complete opposite.
If worry began to creep up — like when I was very hot (won’t say feverish or the popular C word of the past two years) — I repeated Marisa’s hypno, My body is a wellness making machine. Only wellness, always wellness. I feel better and better every minute. I imagined my future self, up and energized. It’s so odd for me to be sick that this morning’s client — who suffers from migraines — said, You have a cold?? when I snuffled during their read. Looks that way, I replied. But I’m better. This gives me great empathy for people who live in chronic pain.
Yesterday, my sibling emailed me. They had major back reconstruction surgery and the subject line said, “not healing”. They asked whether I knew of anything that could help them heal because the surgeon said the bones were not fusing and they would send a bone graft machine. Now, my sibling has done some things to their body. It’s amazing that they’re even upright after the years of partying, drugs and overall stupid shit. They must have the most elite of guardian angels!
Yet they emailed for a reason and knew I wouldn’t say Pray about it (nothing wrong with prayer — but that’s a common answer found in those circles).. This is why “church people” quietly find their way to healers and readers when things are out of whack, even if they deny it later.
Be careful with your words. Your body is not your enemy. Never say “not healing” because the subconscious mind will find evidence of that or cause problems down the road. It simply follows your orders. I gave a quick lesson about the subconscious mind and how it listens to everything we say. You are the general. The subconscious mind is the sergeant and the body is the soldiers. Repeat all day long, my body is healing. My bones are growing. Command your body to heal — whether you believe it or not! I suggested a few other things and sent specific bone frequency YT videos — yes, there’s a frequency for everything! We’re just squiggly lines, after all.