Eating My Words

Turkey isn't the only thing I ate this Thanksgiving weekend. Looks like I am going to have to eat my words, too.

There are quite a few things on my mind these days, a lot has been bothering me, eating away at me. I don’t generally tend to share them mostly because they are deeply upsetting or too personal to share. There are many things I don’t write about on this blog and for many different reasons.

One of them is because I don't like to air my dirty laundry. Unfortunately, not airing my fears is the same as keeping them secret. And to me, secrets represent whatever I am directing negative energy towards. Truth is, it takes a lot more energy to protect and hide secrets than it does to bring them out into the light where they will most likely wither and die. And for me, I have learned that the best way to get rid of the fear is to let it go, which I do by writing. Lucky you.

Generally, if I am not writing, it is not a good thing. So here goes:

So Louise Hay wrote a book about twenty years ago called “You Can Heal Your Life". Basically, she believes that all of our physical illnesses are symptomatic of our mental conditions. It is a fascinating, shocking, no bull-shit approach to your health and wellness.

Her book not only points out the mental causes of our physical illnesses, it also provides solutions to overcome them.

A year ago, I would have tossed her book in the garbage, calling it metaphysical, new-age trollop.

This year, it is a horrifying and appalling look in the mirror. There is no escaping the truth.

Just out of curiosity, I looked up every physical symptom I have ever had, from athlete’s foot to varicose veins to women's problems. I was fully expecting to prove her wrong. What I found instead was a sharp, but compelling slap in the face.

And she herself knows what she’s talking about. Louise Hay was diagnosed with cancer of the vagina in the late-eighties. That’s right. Of the vagina. I didn’t even know that existed. She believes that cancer comes from a pattern of deep resentment that is held for a long time until it literally eats away at the body. She convinced her doctor to give her three months without mainstream treatment so she could heal herself. It worked. She traced her illness back to being raped when she was five years old. As a battered child, she believes it was no wonder that she had manifested vaginal cancer.

I have come to believe that if she can heal cancer, I can deal with my shoddy knees.

Here is what Louise Hay has to say about my physical illnesses.

Astigmatism
PROBABLE CAUSE: ‘I” trouble. Fear of really seeing the self.

Skin/Acne
PROBABLE CAUSE: Not accepting the Self. Dislike of the Self.

Knee Problems
PROBABLE CAUSE: Represents stubborn pride & ego. Inability to bend. Fear. Inflexibility. Won’t Give In.

Varicose Veins
PROBABLE CAUSE: Standing in a situation you hate. Discouragement. Feeling overworked and overburdened.

And the really tough ones to swallow:

Overweight
PROBABLE CAUSE: Fear, need for protection. Running away from feelings. Insecurity. Self-rejection. Seeking fulfillment.

Belly Fat:
PROBABLE CAUSE: Anger at being denied nourishment.

Fat:
PROBABLE CAUSE: Oversensitivity. Often represents fear + shows a need for protection. Fear may be a cover for hidden anger and a resistance to forgive.

Well. There that is. In black and white. Put them all together and the message is pretty clear. It has taken me the better part of nine months to wrap my head around them.

The good part is, she also gives you new thought patterns to counteract the deep-rooted belief.




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