There are sick people and well people and some in between. That's a fairly obvious categorization.
However, to be sick or well is not a real-time descriptor but rather state of being, a mindset. I am not saying that illness is all in one's head; I am not saying that an individual chooses to have leukemia, AIDS, or cystic fibrosis. I am stating that there are vastly different ways to approach and heal disease.
Have you ever known someone diagnosed with a serious or terminal illness who becomes a model for living? Someone who looks at disease as a life challenge and emerges as a happier, more whole being because of it? Is that "diseased" person sick or well? By my definition, he or she is a shining example of a well person. She might not have begun her journey through illness as a well person, but learned that extracting positive meaning from disease is a path to survival.
Conversely, maybe you always pass your yearly physical, have normal blood work, and take your vitamins, but are continually waiting for the next sinus infection, dreading a tickle in the throat, or constantly nursing an exercise-related injury (isn't that elliptical supposed to keep you healthy?). If you're worried about getting sick or give up and chug Nyquil when your nose runs, chances are you are more in the "sick person" category. Not because you like being sick, but because you haven't realized your body's healing potential - that it wants to be well and can do almost anything to get there. If you let it.
Some of us can be the terminally-diagnosed patient who learns, grows, and heals beautifully through her own doing, and some of us need a little help just getting out of bed each morning. That is why I have started this blog and a Total Body Analysis practice, to help your body allow itself to heal through providing the energetic frequencies it needs. Together, we can learn to be in tune with our bodies and allow ourselves to enter a state of wellbeing. Sometimes this involves just a remedy, in other cases we need to do more emotional energy therapy in order to release the negative frequencies which bind us to illness. But the potential is there for each and every one of us. Who do you want to be?
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Sunday, December 15, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Love-Hate-Love
I have a love-hate relationship with life. I know that I am an incredibly lucky human being. I have a healthy family, a stable home, and a secure day job.; I could ask for little more. Still, far too often I forget how to appreciate all this. I forget when I think I am running late, when I overlook putting wet clothes in the dryer before work, and pretty much any time when I am tired. I get up early to use my fit and able body to run and then feel sorry for myself at four o'clock because I am waiting for my second wind to prepare dinner. I plan 62 things to accomplish in a weekend and then curse the meager 24 hours in a day to get them done. I am always trying to be productve, but am crappy at setting limits. I have great intentions and sometimes nearly kill myself on the follow through. So how can I narrow my scope and focus on a tangible, short-term goal - preferably one that will benefit both me and my family? Enter the least likely of avenues for getting oneself together: Christmas time.
Christmas is generally a period of shop, shop, shop, bake, bake, bake, drink, eat, drink, wrap, wrap wrap for me. But I have a four- and a five-year-old who are experiencing all the innocent magic and effortlessly suspended disbelief that I once knew and will never be able to conjure up again in my own lifetime. I decided to watch my life this holiday season like it were a movie. I want to see it through a viewer's eyes; to critique my own character and file all the sweet and ridiculous plots that my kids lay out into permanent memory. Not an easy task for someone like me who struggles with patience and forebearance. But I think that for the next 24 days I can do it. It will be like a three and a half-week training plan, but instead of improving my running, I will imrove my presence.
And just maybe I will be able to take that new habit with me into the new year. A love-love life relationship? That is someting worth focusing on.
Christmas is generally a period of shop, shop, shop, bake, bake, bake, drink, eat, drink, wrap, wrap wrap for me. But I have a four- and a five-year-old who are experiencing all the innocent magic and effortlessly suspended disbelief that I once knew and will never be able to conjure up again in my own lifetime. I decided to watch my life this holiday season like it were a movie. I want to see it through a viewer's eyes; to critique my own character and file all the sweet and ridiculous plots that my kids lay out into permanent memory. Not an easy task for someone like me who struggles with patience and forebearance. But I think that for the next 24 days I can do it. It will be like a three and a half-week training plan, but instead of improving my running, I will imrove my presence.
And just maybe I will be able to take that new habit with me into the new year. A love-love life relationship? That is someting worth focusing on.
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