Friday, February 24, 2012

Ill-ness & Dis-ease, All In the Mind?

It's amazing that many humans continue to exist and go about their daily lives as if we do not impact one another and that unseen energies that we call emotions or vibes do not impact us everyday and on many levels.  It amazes me because the consequences of not acknowledging and incorporating this truth into our lives are evident everyday.  These results are the answer for the questions of how and why of disease, struggle in our lives, and much more.  I had an experience recently that demonstrated all of this in a very short period of time.  I have never been a person to take medication.  I recognize that the purpose of medication is only to deal with syptoms, to cover them up and allow you to continue you as if all is well when your body is telling you all is not well and you need to fix something...something is out of balance.  Ok, well I won't go into that conversation today, that's a whole other battle.  So ok, I don't do medicine.  Well two weeks ago on a friday I was dealing with some very intense happenings in my life that had unfolded over the course of 4 months and while I had walked through them making decisions that I felt necessary, my body was accumulating some stuff behind these experiences.  Let me get specific for a minute.  When you have turmoil in your primary relationships, say maybe experiencing stress from arguing, uncertainty, disappointment to name a few, your body starts to feel a certain way about all that it's dealing with.  My body began to tell me in many ways "Hey if we don't deal with this situation, we not going to be too well real soon."  The body may hold tension in certain places, you may notice a feeling in the pit of your stomach or in your chest...these feelings over time indicate something going on in your body that is happening as a result of your circumstances, your environment and your dealings with your environment.  If balance is not restored, ill-ness and dis-ease will rear its head. 
So on this particular friday I found mysef downtown in the courthouse.  Let's take a moment and revisit those energies that I was talking about earlier...Now energy doesn't just come from people and their thoughts and emotions, but they also attach to places and things where people interact and reside.  So places, like a courthouse, carries a certain energy.  What kind of energies do you think reside in courthouses? What goes on in them? Who is in them?  I'll let your imagination do that work.  Now, here I am...a very sensitive, completely aware of energy and environmental influences woman, spending all morning and half of the afternoon going up and down the floors in the courthouse--with both of my children.  Do I need to say that my body did not like this?
So by 3pm I began to feel pretty horrible.  Started feeling numb in the left side of my body, my legs were not supporting me well, had a slight headache...I thought it a good idea to go to the nearest emergency room cause things were not progressing well.  I made arrangements for my children and did just that.  I enter OSU East emergency room about 4pm in the afternoon, blood pressure 190/110, feeling like shit.  They proceeded to run all kinds of tests on me and pump my body with their medicine to help me.  Two different BP meds, potassium IV drip, EKG, CAT scan, MRI, X-rays over the course of 2 days.  My body felt so foreign!
Side note: I want to know how is it ok for a person to have these diagnostic tests like MRI and X-ray done when the technicians themselves cannot even be in the room for risk of danger to them?  How is it a concern about whether I should have these tests done only if I am preganant?  If the test would be harmful to a fetus inside of me, what is it doing to me?  I felt like my body was violated and poisoned repeatedly for 2 days based on procedure and what somebody else said I should do.  Definately not how I live my life...
 I felt crazier in the hospital than before.  My head felt weird, like I was literally about to lose my mind.  I kept telling my loved one that something didnt feel right, that I felt weird.  I just wanted to get out of there and go home.  It took about a week and a half to start feeling normal again after I left the hospital.  Of course I was discharged with a couple of prescriptions to help me with whatever they didnt know about what was wrong with me.  I didn't touch them.  My uncle asked me if I had let anyone know the cirsumstance that was going on that proceeded me coming into the hospital. I had shared it with one person in the ER, but it didn't seem to make any difference to them. 
Are we so brainwashed that we cannot see that it is our experiences and our thoughts, beliefs, and actions in relation to them that create our reality and in this case our manifestation of ill-ness or dis-ease?  How do we allow ourselves to only deal with the symptoms, what we can see or feel and not deal with what is causing them?  Do not be fooled into accepting a false answer or what really turns out being a false guess from the medical community when we are fully capable of searching ourselves and listening to the body  and what it tells you and do what needs to be done to correct the imbalances we allow to exist in our lives.  It requires responsibility for our own choices and then action on our own behalf.  We choose each and every day what our existence will be.  Is yours what you desire it to be, is your body? If not, do something about it.  Only you can.  Cause all the doctors can give you is more dis-ease and half information, cause they do not know which is why they "practice." 

Talk to me on blog @ about your experience of ill-ness & dis-ease cause beloved, it's not what you think and something can be done.


Heal Thy Self

HEAL THY SELF.  That is the proverb.  That is the goal of Wisdom Within Health & Wellness. To educate and reconnect people to that wealth of inner knowledge and wisdom that will instruct you in all ways, not just your health.  No one can know you better than you.  Once we reconnect with ourselves, life becomes the joy it was meant to be and full of possibilities. I use to get into arguments with doctors all the time because they always thought they knew so much more about my body than I did.  I would tell them what was going on and they would not believe me and then I would prove them wrong over and over again. They are only "practitioners" practicing anyway, trying to learn upon some knowledge that can be gotten if you are conscious and apply what you know.

A degree is not what qualifies you to speak on a subject...anybody can acquire knowledge and wisdom through experience and self-education.  We all have something to give and gifts that we down-play because somebody told us that we needed to be "qualified" by degrees and licenses before we can help another.  Some degrees and licenses are designed to protect others from irresponsible and reckless use of knowledge, but really we are responsible ourselves for discerning that.  We've got everything we need already—we’ve just got to reconnect!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The price of celebrity

Houston,_WhitneyToday I awoke feeling very sad as if I was grieving.  There are certainly many things going on in the world to grieve.  A few days ago the woman that made me wanna sing, passed from this life. Whitney Houston was my idol and inspiration when it came to vocals. Her struggles saddened me, but never took away from the memories her gift gave me. Her voice will always be golden to me. Rest in Peace.
I lay in bed this morning thinking about people and specifically those who are gifted and famous.  I realize that being in the spot light of the media can be a burden that is difficult to carry alone.  Often is difficult just to go through life all by itself without the added scrutiny of the media and the public eye. That is the fame vantage point.  But what about the gifts and abilities that inspire awe in some and unfortunately envy and hate in others?  We often seek to destroy that which we don't understand, that which is different from ourselves, and that which we desire and see in others but not in ourselves.  Those who have these gifts and abilities are often very lonely and misunderstood and cope with a lot of emotions that they are not able to deal with in a healthy way with others.  Often this manifests in the form of substance abuse or other forms of abuse.  Many gifted musicians over time seem to have been tortured and tragic in their endings and they are often appreciated for their gift, and then judged harshly for their struggles.  Everyday the public focuses on and talks about the struggles of the celebrity--the drugs, the arrests, the break-ups-- as if these people are not real, as if these people do not deserve the dignity of being able to exist and do what they love to do for a living without sacrificing their private lives for our scrutiny.  No one should have to face strangers asking questions about the status of their marriage.  It is difficult enough to go through the end of a relationship without the added stress and strain from the public eye.  And yet we have been so conditioned by media to get into everyone's business that that has become the shows we want to see and the topic of our conversations with each other.  We confuse the right to do or say something with the dignity and respect it takes to chose when and how to say or do something or NOT to say or do something.  We like to say things like: "I'm not saying anything that is not true, so it's fair game," or "I have a right to express my opinion."  For all the "rights" we are so proud to exercise, how proud are you of who we are becoming as a society?  How proud are you of the person that you are today? Do even consider the kind of person that you are and consider what kind of person you would like to be? If we continue with this "anything goes" way of living, we will continue to yield the results that we have over the last 20 years. 
Being gifted often means being lonely because not many will take the time to really get to know who you are, how you feel, and what you think.  You often become an idea, a product, an opportunity, a means to an end, an object to be admired and sought after, but not someone to be connected with, supported, encouraged, helped, listened to, and loved in action and not just in word.  The world mourns Whitney the music icon, I mourn Whitney, the woman. There are so many like her who are no longer with us with names that we do not know, that we have never heard of and they too are just people trying to find ways to deal with a life that can be a handful to wrestle with sometimes.  No one needs to make excuses for anyone else, but we all could definately use a little more compassion and take more genuine interest in the lives of those who are in our own lives and less judgement and water cooler gossip on our jobs and in our homes.                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

Master Teacher

The one who changed my life forever began to affect that change even before he arrived.  In my womb he helped me innerstand the true connection of spirit and being one with one another. I shared with him and talked to him in a way I had never shared with anyone before. I knew and was fully conscious of the fact that he knew me inside and out, literally and figuratively.  He felt what I felt and he saw from the inside the effect that life had on me.  He was an internal witness to my pain and my joys, but during this time, those 9 months, there was mostly pain. He got the full impact of that.  He saw what that pain did to my body and how it hurt me physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  He knew me in a complete way that no one else on this earth had yet the opportunity to experience.  This internal experience and emotional impact is what help shape who my son Terryl is today.  He, being the spirit that he is, determined something about what he needed to be and how to be in order to play out his purpose for his life and his purpose in mine.  Others have looked upon him in his 12 out of 14 years of life as being broken in some way, as something that needed to be worked on or fixed and a puzzle to be innerstood.  He actually is the most clear, innocent, and pure individual that I have known and experienced with.  What I have learned from him and what I continue to learn from him has been invaluable to me.  He has changed my life and in fact saved my life.  He has given me direction and one of my purposes in this life.  The things that are viewed as his challenges or disability is actually the vehicle which shows me and the world what needs to be corrected and he even has the wisdom to show how.  I thank God for the grace, patience and sight to see and translate so that us mere mortals can decifer the message and apply it in a way that we can innerstand.  I call him master teacher, cause that is what he is.  How many do we have among us that we do not recognize or that we mischaracterize?  Do we really innerstand the wonderful opportunity our children provide to us just through the very nature of how they came to be and their make-up?  This is most apparent with the mother-child connection because of the pregnancy journey, but is also true with the father and even more so if the father is present during this 9 month period...but even if he is not, the child still feels and knows because that child is made up of the very stuff that you are, so how could they not know you and feel you?  This does not change once they exit into the world, we just take the illusion of being separate even further and become strangers over time if we do not realize the truth.  If we are fully aware and conscious, there is so much that our children will show us about who we are and have potential to be.  I say ‘will’ not ‘can’ because this happens naturally, it just is. There is nothing that they have to consciously think about or will, they just do what comes naturally to them.  If we pay attention, the very things that we object to or complain about with are children, are instructive in some way—not for them, for us.  I had this realization recently and it was a humbling experience.  I had to admit that I was out of order and correct myself! How often do we see our parenting role and relationship with our children in that way? 
To be continued...