Accidental Ayurveda.

 Have you ever just known something was off in your body, but you couldn’t pinpoint exactly what, or you had subtle seemingly unrelated symptoms whispering for you to pay attention?

You go to the doctor’s office and tell them about it.

They do what they’ve been trained to do- five minute physicals, send the nurse in for blood work, you know the drill...and then your panels come back “normal” since your numbers fall within a “range”. They can’t find anything because your body isn’t like everyone else’s in the panel, it’s like yours. You leave with more questions than answers.

But you know there’s something deeper that you can’t put your finger on, something the doctors can’t wrap their very logical brains around.

Yeah, me too. 

It’s important for the disorders that cause blockages or blow outs in your body’s channels to receive allopathic care. Don’t get me wrong, western medicine is necessary! If I break my leg or get in a car accident, I’m not going to rub an herb on it.

But, if you’re like most humans and have conditions that have subtle starts with chronic consequences- this is where our traditionally trained medical professionals can fall short. It’s not their fault, they’re trained to only treat the physical body and what’s right in front of them, and by doing so neglect the more subtle layers that may have gotten you here in the first place.

They’re trained to see symptoms in silos.

Western culture has made us ill and we know it.

Yet we are still turning to the same old medical system that is the counterpart as the only solution. 

Imagine your body is a garden. You start to notice a weed here or there that you didn’t plant, stubborn little boogers that keep popping up and stunting the growth of your harvest. Good thing you know a gardener! They must know more than you, right? I mean, it’s their job. So you point these weeds out to the gardener who simply pulls the weeds, except the roots are still in the soil. They pop back up, now in different places.

See a weed, pluck it. Another weed, another doctor. But the question remains, what’s going on in the soil? What’s up with the field itself? Perhaps we need a wider lens. 

I survived a pulmonary embolism. And when a nurse called it a “mystery”, I realized just how near sighted the gardeners had become.

I was no doctor, but I knew my body and I knew that the human body doesn’t do anything for no reason (like passing four clots through a heart and into lungs). I was prescribed medications with serious side effects and everything spun off kilter physically which led to emotional and spiritual imbalances- it’s all connected.

From my greatest pains, I received my greatest gains.

This is when accidental Ayurveda turned my healing journey into a healing lifestyle. Going inward and sitting with my body, it occurred to me that it was requesting a stronger presence from me. I had an ah-ha moment and realized I was not nurturing and honoring my intuitive guidance which was supporting me to invite in multiple ways to naturally heal myself.

The doctors could not offer me answers, so I rallied for myself. This was the turning point that led me to true self- advocacy so I could give my body the voice it deserved.

I began to dive deeper into homeopathic options and found a new level of awareness through Ayurveda, the sister science to the yoga practice that had already changed my life profoundly. My mind was blown and at the same time, nothing was a surprise. I already knew what I knew, and what an affirmation. I was neither fine nor a mystery.

After fourteen months on blood thinners with little improvement…

I practiced my Ayurvedic routine for almost two months before the call came from my pulmonologist, MERRY CHRISTMAS, my last clot had finally dissolved.

So when my next “mystery” illness surfaced on my skin a few years later, I was able to confidently tell the baffled dermatologist that I did not need nor want her hardcore drugs to right my internal misalignment thanks to my new faith in eastern healing.

I was unwell somewhere else and the acne was just a sign post, I knew that the cystic acne wasn’t the illness.

I cannot tell you how many people since have asked me, “how did you fix that junk on your skin on your own?!”

Though it was multi-faceted, it was not Accutane. 

So what do you do if this is you? And what is this Ayurvedic routine?

Read more about my routine on The Healing Routine musing and book a discovery call with me so we can get you back home and healthy in your vessel the ancient Indian way!