IT’S ON! Most of you have already filled out the questionnaire, which will make it helpful for me to be able to give specific examples about your goals and intention for going on this journey.
This is Day 2!
Here are a few things I recommend as we move forward:
1. Journal. It doesn’t have to be a whole 5 page “Dear Diary” episode… Just jot down how you are feeling. What stood out to you about the content, or your day. Did you have any “ah-ha” moments? Or was it just plain shitty?
2. Create ritual. This can look any way you want it to look. The point of creating a ritual for the work we are doing is so that you MAKE TIME to sit with this information, AND what is coming up for you.
Set aside time in your day to read my emails, gather your journal, make a plan for implementing the information, and most importantly, TO FEEL. When I write these emails to you, I light a candle, make some tea, and get at it! Set yourself up for success… whatever that looks like FOR YOU!
3. Compassion. Show yourself compassion. Yesterday, I ran - walked 7 miles and it took about an hour and a half. Now, that might sound great to some of you, but when I was doing my thang regularly, I was averaging a 10 minute mile! I had to remind myself that THIS is where I am now, an the cool thing was that I could still do 7 miles!
Show yourself compassion by starting where you are now.
4. Drink water! Just do it! It’s that thing YOU KNOW you are suppose to do. Do more of it. Water! Go! Now!
Ok, I think we are ready to get started :o)
Today, I am going to tell you a story. This story is a foreshowing of WHY you need to incorporate Epigenetic Factors and Sound Healing into your health and wellness goals. I’m not going to lie to you. I am going to let you in to my story and some of it is not pretty… maybe a little uncomfortable.
The point of sharing my story is so you can start to see the connections for yourself. You may even be able to identify with some of these things.
Here we go:
All my life I had been sick. My earliest memory of a hospital room was when I was about 5 years old. 3 nurses and my mom holding me down as I tried with all might to fight them away, and screaming at the top of my lungs. The doctor… checking my “no-no” for a yeast infection.
6-8 years old I spent minimum a month in bed for strep throat. …I would remember, not remembering whole chunks of the day. One time, I was in class and I all of a sudden felt like I had woken up from some long sleep and didn’t know where I was. I sat there for a moment and realized I was in some special learning class. I was so furious I hit my hands on my desk and screamed, “I’m not suppose to be in here.”
When I turned 9, the weird headaches started. So did allergies. Then the waves of feeling lethargic. I started to experience having gas ALL THE TIME… My family would joke about it being the “Silent but deadly” kind.
About 11, I got my first zit. Not a pimple. A zit. Big. Gross. Of course my parents just chalked it up to puberty. Maybe it was?
At 13, I started to get stabbing pains in my uterus. The weird headaches started to push the threshold of migraines.
At 16, I blacked out in the shower and went into convulsions. I have a scar on my hip where my body hit the faucet.
18 years old is when the inflammation really started to kick in. My face. My arms. My belly. My calves.
I had just lived with these symptoms coming and going. I was the friend in the group that was just known to be sick all the time. Always tired. Always pale. Always sick.
At a young age, I had just accepted that this was what life was going to be like for me. So, I never questioned it. I was always going to feel sick. I was always going to feel tired. I was always going to have to take medicine.
And... Because I had accepted these physical ailments as my reality, I also accepted the mental and emotional aspects that went along with it.
“I am not pretty.”
“I am not smart.”
“Once people find out that I am sick all the time, they are not going to be my friend… So, I have to pretend I am not in pain. I have to pretend I am ok.”
“I will never be enough.”
“I am not worthy of love because I am sick all the time.”
This belief system shaped my perspective on the world and how to move in it. Until that is, I turned 28… At 28 years old, I became “not my normal sick.”
At 28, I started to loose my hair and the enamel on my teeth. The jabbing pains in my uterus were back. The headaches were full-blown migraines that had me seeing sparks of light and feeling a heated weight covering the crown of my head. I had chronic constipation that was causing fishers and bleeding. Acid reflux. Lumps in my breast. And I carried inflammation all over my body.
At my last emergency room trip, I sat on the table in a hospital gown like I have done so many times before, waiting on the doctor to return. I had taken a deep breath and wondered what was next in the line of tests. I was alone. But, this was semi normal for me.
When the doctor returned to the room his eyes were fixated on his chart. In a rush, he said, “ Well Miss Hall, if we don’t find out what’s going on with you, you’re going down a really dark road.” And then he left.
I wasn’t afraid before, but I was in that moment.
All of a sudden I felt helpless. I didn’t know where else to turn. I went home feeling like I had done something terribly wrong.
I hadn’t prayed in a very long time, but in that moment I sat and prayed. I poured my heart out to God or whatever else was out there to listen. I cried. Then, numb, I sat in silence. It was then, in that silence, I received an answer.
“You are going to be ok. Be open.”
I didn’t know what it meant. Actually, I was quite pissed off by it! But the next day I realized that I needed to be open to other concepts of healing. It was the first time in my life that I thought about life being a different way. I found a naturopathic doctor and through her care found out that all my health issues from a young age was a gluten allergy.
I took gluten out of my diet, and for the first time in my life I felt what healthy, actually felt like!
At 28 years old, I felt like I had been given a second chance at life.
At 28 years old everything started to change.
Tomorrow, I will break down Epigenetic's and start to relate it to the story I shared with you today. As we move along in this journey, I will also share stories of my journey and evolution in health, how I found Sound Healing, and the connection of Epigenetic's and Sound Healing.
I would like for you to think about (and jot down), the things you have just accepted in your life. The thing, or things that you think can’t be changed about your health, wealth, or happiness.
Can you see yourself in any part of my story?