Emotional Root Factors of Allergies: A Deeper Look at What Your Body Is Telling You

Jumping in the icy river was my medicine today

I always thought 'wanting was bad' - till I realized that suppressing my desire was making me sick

Already as a child, I was extremely sensitive. Although I still don't entirely like it, I also know that it isn't a bad thing. I do like that I'm able to sense and pick up things quickly (I'm also quite intuitive and feel very deeply) but I would always get sick faster and more often than most others; not with an official health condition, but generally more sickly and hypersensitive.

I saw it as a curse, 'there must be something wrong with me'... Now I see the golden opportunity it really is for me... the blessing, the gift. And I finally understand the message it's bringing to me:

I used to be quite judgmental of people who wanted more than they ‘really’ needed. I thought it was selfish to want more than the mere essentials for living. I was taught to be ‘modest; raised with a “work first, have fun later (when EVERYTHING is done)” mentality and that you have to work HARD in order to EARN pleasure. "It’s ‘honourable’ to do what you’re SUPPOSED to do - ‘Selfish’ to do what you WANT to do..." Sounds familiar?

I didn't want to be 'selfish'... and I definitely didn't want to do it 'wrong'. So I turned out quite strict and disciplined with myself. I thought I had to work super hard for everything, including health; because having things come easy to me wasn't welcomed... When I was a little girl, my natural ease was met with jealousy by my siblings. Soon enough, it was ingrained in me that 'life is hard' and I made sure to temper my joy, so others wouldn't 'feel bad'.

I didn't want to 'have it easier' or 'be special', because I thought I'd hurt others by it.

I see that I basically chose to have it difficult. Then I forgot that I chose it - and instead, I made it mean that there's something wrong with me. It was almost like I had to punish myself for being so 'flawed' (which definitely came from the Christian influence I grew up with); I felt I had to make up for it with strict cleanses and health regimes... Not that there's anything wrong with doing a cleanse and being thorough with taking care of one's health, not at all, but I see now that it was my underlying limiting beliefs that kept my health at a certain level... that it must be hard for me, that I must work with all my effort in order to enjoy basic health - instead of going with joy, with ease, with what I was simply pulled to do, and with what I already knew to do and just follow through with lightness.

It became clear that I had to address things not only on a nutrition and lifestyle level, but take care of the emotional root factors of allergies. I realized that these generational patterns have played a major role in me being hypersensitive to my environment, allergic to all kinds of things, not so much food, but things like mold, heavy metals, and smoke which I've been overexposed to. From just slight exposure, I'm reacting with symptoms such as skin rashes, itchiness, headaches, nerve pains, sleeplessness, and fatigue (btw, there's a lot you can do in order to help with these symptoms - if you're struggling with this, I'd recommend you book a session, so that you can feel better immediately).

I saw that ‘shoulding’ all over myself (to be a really ‘good’ mom, wife, coach, daughter, friend) has led to

• Suppressing my life force and sexuality

• Ignoring my deeper sense and magic

• Struggling a lot instead of letting it be easy.

I shut down my ease in order to be 'good', 'compassionate' (when keeping ourselves small isn't really doing others a favour, nor is it true compassion) and basically to be liked...

This morning, I felt reactive in many little ways and then judged myself right away for being so. Each time I felt clearly whose patterns came through - my mom’s or my dad’s voices or ways of thinking. I tried to push against it, but that only tightened the net around me.

I felt so disgusted by it, 'allergic' to it. It was unbearable to be in it. Until I let myself be different in it...

Something shifted... and it was like holding them like babies in my arms. From this place, I could carry them with ease and stand in my calm power. It’s like during childbirth, when we have to go to the place we LEAST want to go... and open right there. If you've given birth, you can probably relate.

I’m grateful for what ‘dis-ease’ has taught me: It’s not about keeping the unwanted thing OUT and trying to PROTECT ourselves. It’s about letting it IN and OPEN where it’s the most uncomfortable. And it’s not about working HARDER for health, but about plugging into our magical FLOW again, connecting with our DESIRE… and following it!

It's a real HAVING... having what is accessible to us and there for us all the time. Often we just fail to see it, to connect with it - and to go for it.

It’s different from neediness and taking - it's deeper sexuality. It gives.

A couple of magical questions to ask, that can help open up your perspective instantly, are: "How can I be different in it?" and How can it be easy?" Instead of sticking to my work plans today, the day got derailed by difficulty and I ended up in the icy river by our log cabin, where we're currently staying while the house is being renovated due to extensive black mold we found throughout our home. My 'hypersensitive' body alerted us and made us investigate what was going on - now I'm grateful for its strong reaction. It prevented my family from developing a chronic disease from ongoing mold exposure. Thank you, body.

I felt like jumping into the ice cold water all of a sudden - doing what I WANTED to instead of what ‘made sense’, was my medicine today... and embracing discomfort 🤘

What is something that you’ve been wanting to do but talked yourself out of? And, how can you make it easy for yourself?

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