Most of us have been taught to curse our physical symptoms and to get rid of them through surgery or medication or to deny or cope with them. Doing this sends messages to ourselves that say "You're not important." or "This organ or breast isn't needed." We tell ourselves we don't have time to feel, grieve or heal naturally. However, if we can see our first symptoms as inherent messengers, we can learn natural remedies to prevent many of our health-related issues. Our bodies tell the truth. We can learn how our emotions manifest as physical challenges.
When I looked at myself in the mirror I could see that my own emotional pain was a "physical art form," and it could transform before my very eyes to cure a devastating disease. By the time I was 35, I was comfortable in my new clothes, home and car. There were a number of different large firms who hired me to help complex business problems they were going through, and it was common for me to work 12 hour days.
Then one day it was all over. I was in a specialist's office being diagnosed with rosacea, an incurable, deforming, disfiguring facial skin disease. Treating myself like an infallible machine had caught up with me. The disease had no mercy as it continued to worsen for the next six years. I spent all my financial resources going from medical specialists to naturopathic practitioners, in my heart begging to understand how my immune system could heal and repair.
I believed that my body was its own environment and chose not to take any form of medication that the doctors would look to provide me with. After speaking to fifty doctors, I was still finding myself searching for answers. This made me more determined to prove there was something else I could do to help me heal myself naturally, but after all this time had gone by I began to doubt myself.
Once I had progressed into my 40's, I could see my skin was worse, it was red and inflamed, and I had daily boils. I also found that the sight in my eyes was going and was unable to read drive and watch tv all that well either. Obviously, this had a significant impact on the plans and dreams I had in my life. I would come to realise and think, mostly when I was alone, that I sympathised with people who had taken their own lives because of the pain.
A few years later I went to visit a Chinese doctor who diagnosed me with something different from the other physicians. He believed the disease was not simply just my face, but included the natural biological rhythms of my body being out of harmony. He said this resulted in my face being directly affected due to emotional fear and stress. Also, he saw other signs that my body was exhausted when he examined me. He said that my body looked frail, and that I should find peace at whatever price. I was so glad that he had given me a different opinion.
I started emotional therapy, first addressing the fears that had consumed me since my diagnoses, and then going further back into my past. I began to face my work addiction (workaholic: one who works often while physically exhausted and emotionally empty.) Denying stress and personal needs had become a way of life. My false feeling of worthiness and internal need to always be needed had pushed this addiction forward. I had a compulsion to stay busy and numb out, serving out of exhaustion had caused me to feel angry and resentful at my own behavior. I had served others for years at my own expense until my body as my friend stopped me.
I shared my story for a number of years with other people, and I had cried and tried to release some of the pent-up emotion inside, and I also became heavily involved with the local community. I came across a miracle that I healed my body naturally and without taking any medication, which meant my scars disappeared and my eye sight returned to normal. I followed a healthy diet and exercise regularly which helped my body in the transformation - something that we should all trust in ourselves. - 14130
When I looked at myself in the mirror I could see that my own emotional pain was a "physical art form," and it could transform before my very eyes to cure a devastating disease. By the time I was 35, I was comfortable in my new clothes, home and car. There were a number of different large firms who hired me to help complex business problems they were going through, and it was common for me to work 12 hour days.
Then one day it was all over. I was in a specialist's office being diagnosed with rosacea, an incurable, deforming, disfiguring facial skin disease. Treating myself like an infallible machine had caught up with me. The disease had no mercy as it continued to worsen for the next six years. I spent all my financial resources going from medical specialists to naturopathic practitioners, in my heart begging to understand how my immune system could heal and repair.
I believed that my body was its own environment and chose not to take any form of medication that the doctors would look to provide me with. After speaking to fifty doctors, I was still finding myself searching for answers. This made me more determined to prove there was something else I could do to help me heal myself naturally, but after all this time had gone by I began to doubt myself.
Once I had progressed into my 40's, I could see my skin was worse, it was red and inflamed, and I had daily boils. I also found that the sight in my eyes was going and was unable to read drive and watch tv all that well either. Obviously, this had a significant impact on the plans and dreams I had in my life. I would come to realise and think, mostly when I was alone, that I sympathised with people who had taken their own lives because of the pain.
A few years later I went to visit a Chinese doctor who diagnosed me with something different from the other physicians. He believed the disease was not simply just my face, but included the natural biological rhythms of my body being out of harmony. He said this resulted in my face being directly affected due to emotional fear and stress. Also, he saw other signs that my body was exhausted when he examined me. He said that my body looked frail, and that I should find peace at whatever price. I was so glad that he had given me a different opinion.
I started emotional therapy, first addressing the fears that had consumed me since my diagnoses, and then going further back into my past. I began to face my work addiction (workaholic: one who works often while physically exhausted and emotionally empty.) Denying stress and personal needs had become a way of life. My false feeling of worthiness and internal need to always be needed had pushed this addiction forward. I had a compulsion to stay busy and numb out, serving out of exhaustion had caused me to feel angry and resentful at my own behavior. I had served others for years at my own expense until my body as my friend stopped me.
I shared my story for a number of years with other people, and I had cried and tried to release some of the pent-up emotion inside, and I also became heavily involved with the local community. I came across a miracle that I healed my body naturally and without taking any medication, which meant my scars disappeared and my eye sight returned to normal. I followed a healthy diet and exercise regularly which helped my body in the transformation - something that we should all trust in ourselves. - 14130
About the Author:
Sandra has experienced an arduous time in recent months reviewing how to heal myself naturally and believes that she has reached some different goals. Also, she understands that natural healing solutions could be the way to progress in the future.
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