Tuning Into Your Body’s Wisdom

Nature and retreats like this one relax my body.

“I believe your body knows a lot more than your mind about the life you’re supposed to live.”

Martha Beck, Finding Your Own North Star

I started working my first job after college having a sense of determination that I would work my way up the ladder of success, getting more responsibility, more senior titles and more pay. After all, I had gone through the educational system where you do just that, advancing to higher levels with each achievement. And for awhile, I did that. At my first job, at the headquarters of a national non-profit, I was promoted several times over my five-and-a-half year tenure and did very well. Then I decided to switch to the marketing side of things and went to an agency where I stayed for just over seven years. Again, I was promoted and continued to strive for higher positions, more responsibility, and management. Leaving there, I was recruited by another agency that tempted me with an even higher title and pay.

I never really asked myself if I truly wanted to keep moving up. I just assumed that’s what a person did who was successful.

And somewhere along the way, I stopped listening to my body. Before I left a company, I knew there were things that I wasn’t happy with, but I didn’t really connect the symptoms my body was producing as anything more than signs of physical illness or disease.

At that first job, I started taking antidepressants. While I don’t take them now, I do feel like these drugs can be life-saving and can make the world of difference for those who need them. At that time, it was as if someone had taken off the black-out shades in my life. It was amazing! I also started talk therapy and learned some healthy coping skills, but the drugs were so effective and easy that when, a couple years later, I started having anxiety attacks and additional depression symptoms, I went to my doctor for additional drugs. [Note to self: More is not always better!] While the drugs kept me out of the deep abyss of depression where it was hard to function, they also numbed my emotions a bit. I honestly didn’t want to feel what I was feeling, and at that point, I just took more to numb more. When I left that job, I did lower my dose again, although it was years before I was brave enough to try coping without them.

The next interesting symptom my body threw at me was IBS (irritable bowel syndrome). I won’t go into details but will sum it up by saying it’s not pleasant! IBS stayed with me for several years, always flaring up during periods of high stress.

The third symptom was back and hip pain. I assumed this was due to my mild scoliosis, diagnosed when I was a teen and always causing an achy pain in my lower back. But it was getting worse, including intense pain between my shoulder blades and my right hip completely giving out when I tried to put weight on it. After seeing several doctors who said that there was no treatment and that I should just “learn to live with the pain,” I got immense relief from chiropractic care. However, it wasn’t a permanent solution, and again, the pain would flare up, often during stressful times.

The thing that helped the most with all of this? Learning from teachers like Martha Beck that the unconscious mind communicates in symbols, sometimes using the body as it’s canvas, acting out its messages. The pain, muscle cramping and other irritable symptoms were my body’s way of telling me I was off course. WAY off course. After all, “disease” is “dis-ease.” My body was screaming at me. The more I ignored it, the more inventive it got to try to get my attention. Muscle spasms locking my neck or shoulders up to the point I couldn’t sleep or turn my head were probably the most painful and impossible to ignore.

I am happy (and relieved!) to report that I no longer have these symptoms. And now, I’m also starting to get some really cool and good feeling messages from my body, signs that I am on the right course. I do still get occasional twinges of pain in my back or hip, and when I feel them, I know it’s time to investigate. What am I avoiding? What’s my body trying to tell me? The message may be that I need to stretch or get some exercise, but it also may be that I’m not being honest with myself about how I’m feeling.

I’d love to hear about your experience: have you noticed this in your life? How does your body “talk” to you?

Personal Triumphs

“I learned that the best way to change the world is to change yourself.” – Joe Cross

I watched the documentary “Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead” this past weekend. It’s a story of personal triumph, of one man taking responsibility for his choices, specifically what he eats, to change his experience. Along the way, he shares what he is learning and inspires others to make healthy choices in their lives. His choice is to juice – to drink only fruits and vegetables for 60 days – to reboot his body and cure his auto-immune disease. It works, and he also drops the excess weight he’d been carrying around. He offers information, support and recipes on his site Reboot Your Life. The title of the documentary (Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead) is how Joe describes himself at the beginning of the film. I must admit, I’m intrigued by Joe’s approach and am considering doing the 5-day Reboot. It certainly sounds like a healthy way to recharge your system, and who couldn’t use more fruits & vegetables?

A few years ago, if someone were to make a documentary of my life, it could have been called “Fat, Depressed and Nearly Lost.” I was 40 pounds overweight, taking antidepressants and wasn’t sure which direction to go in my life. Unlike Joe, who truly changed his life in 60 days and solidified a new lifestyle within 6 months, it took me slightly longer.

As I turned 36, I realized I had been on antidepressants for 12 years — one-third of my life. For some reason, that really struck me. It’s a long time, and I decided it was time to try life without medications. I also felt, after several stints with different therapists, more than one self-help book, and much personal growth, I was better equipped at 36 to handle the triggers that had led me to depression’s door before. I met with my physician to discuss it, because it is important to taper your dose to limit the withdrawal effects. I had tried to withdraw from them a year or so before this time, and the dizzy spells and accompanying nausea were so bad I couldn’t do it. This time, I was prepared and tapered my dose much slower. It took about 6 weeks for me to completely get off of them. And…I’ve been fine. I have gotten sad, and even cried sometimes, but I haven’t had the depression return. I’ve also noticed a more vivid experience of my positive emotions. It seemed to me that the antidepressants insulated me from feeling my emotions, and without that buffer, life seems more real.

This is one of the last pictures taken of me before I started the weight loss. Of course, my beautiful, thin cousin next to me adds a nice comparison!

With that huge accomplishment down, I decided to tackle my weight. I knew that one side effect of antidepressants can be weight gain, but I also knew I hadn’t been making great choices — my portion sizes were out of control and I wasn’t exercising regularly. That summer I was 36, I was wearing a size 14, but it was getting tight. (I refused to buy anything bigger.) I remember avoiding wearing shorts and how my thighs had gotten so big, it was difficult to cross my legs. I was very aware of my stomach when I bent over or rode my bike. I felt awful about my appearance and hardly looked in the mirror, except just at my face (to put makeup on!). So I made a decision that I wasn’t going to stand for this anymore. I started counting calories, exercising daily, and put the next year’s Danskin triathlon back on my plan. (I had skipped a year and realized how important it was for me to have a date to work towards.) The weight came off very slowly, and it took me about 9-12 months. I’ve fluctuated a little bit since then, but I’ve been able to maintain a size 8.

As Joe Cross notes in his documentary, “What I gained was far more than what I lost.” When you accomplish a goal, even a small one — 2 lbs less or one dress size smaller — you feel more positive about the situation. That gives you momentum to keep going. It’s important to celebrate those small victories to keep you moving towards your goals. While it may seem like there are several hundred or thousand steps to take, you won’t get there without taking the first one. And each step gets you that little bit closer.

Healthier, and lovin' life. (Yes, I like red!)