Saturday, January 4, 2014

Healing

I am amazed at the ability the body has to heal itself, when we give it the proper tools. I am recovering from a broken toe, and I have lovingly and tenderly buddy-taped  it every day for the past 6 weeks, with a tiny piece of cotton ball between the 2 toes. I have worn sandals and fuzzy socks in the throes of winter since all other shoes hurt my toe. I did what the doctor said, and my toe is pretty much mended.

It was broken, and now it's not.

Amazing. 

I remember how astonished I was to see my hands heal after just 9 days on LEAP. My hands, once cracked and bleeding from a horrible case of eczema, literally healed right up. Obviously, something I had been eating was not agreeing with me, and this was proof positive in my eyes that the program WORKED. No placebo effect here - something worked and I could see it with my own two eyes. It's what kept me going until I healed my fibromyalgia, migraines and moodiness (yes, that needed healing too) as well as my GERD. Yup. All gone.

Lately you read about the "cracks" that I had fallen into. Slowly but surely, some of my weight loss became weight found, and I started to literally see the cracks again as my hands responded to what I was eating.

At the same time I was healing my toe, I was hurting my body by giving it things that harmed it. Ugh. But I am glad I had this paradox; because it was rather eye opening. I had the "Eureka!" moment after the 7-inch snowfall we had. Sandals in the snow weren't gonna cut it, so I decided to give my new snow boots a try. So I tried them on. And that is when I realized my toe was better. Because I had been kind to it, and loved on it, and given it what it needed. When I looked at the cracked hands that were pulling up my 2nd boot, that's when this happened.

Because I had been kind to it, and loved on it,
and given it what it needed

Too bad I hadn't been treating the rest of my body as kindly as my little piggy that went wee wee wee wee all the way home.

Your body can heal itself. You just have to give it the right tools. And to find out what those are, sometimes you need help. I thought I was doing the right thing - skim milk, wheat bread, wheat pasta…too bad those were all reactive foods. Cutting those out is what made me feel better. And I wouldn't have known how to do that without the LEAP program (and the guidance, support and wisdom of the lovely Emily). You might not need LEAP (read the page on Emily's website to see if you do!) - you might just need to stop doing whatever it is you KNOW is preventing your body from healing. But LEAP also helped heal my mind. Otherwise I wouldn't be having the light bulb moments, I wouldn't be starting all over drinking water "like it's my job" :) and I wouldn't be counting the 24 pound net loss instead of the temporary 11 pound gain.

Look, it's a lifetime issue. I get it. I did not, do not and possibly might not ever have a "normal" (by most definitions) relationship with food, my body image, or the number on the scale. I get it.

BUT.

I can heal myself from the inside out by holding to the principles I know to be true (be kind to my body, heal my body) and following the program that got me this far. It's unrealistic to think I will be perfect 100% of the time. But it's time to continue this journey of healing. Because my body can heal itself. It just needs me to help it. By giving it the right tools. Get it? Food is a tool to help me heal.  I control what goes in, and what goes in controls what goes on. 

I am about to run a 10K next week, without having done any training or running for months because of my toe. But I am fearfully and wonderfully made, and I will finish the race, because my toe is healed and the rest of me is getting better every day.

I hope that whatever it is that needs healing in your life, you will go after it with all your heart.

Let the healing begin!