Hi, Reader, I have a private family story to share with you today. When my middle son was just four years old, he began a heart breaking habit. Every, single, night, he would get out of bed, run into the family room, and sit beside his dad. My son hoped that if he distracted his dad, he could protect me from the verbal abuse. One night he even said to me, "Mummy, please go to the gym so he will stop."😢 (This still stings whenever I think of it.) He didn’t have the words for it, but his brain and nervous system had already created the story: “I need to make sure Mum is okay.” That subconscious survival pattern stayed with him for years. He couldn’t settle at night until he was about fifteen. And separation anxiety gripped him every morning before child care and then each school morning. Every day was an exhausting, and heart breaking battle with saying goodbye, and leaving him in a room, screaming😢 One morning, when he was about eight, he refused to get out of the car at school drop off. I walked him into the classroom, approached the teacher and tearfully said to her, “He’s having a bad morning.” She callously replied with, “He needs to get over it.” I was devastated. (Don't get me started on the anger I still feel about her response. I lost all respect for her in that moment.) I wondered if my son was even safe there that day. But I had to get to work. I had to walk away. I cried the whole way there. Those days I didn’t have the tools to calm my body’s fight-or-flight shit storm, (or my kids'). We saw psychologists and counsellors, but nothing helped. They gave me nothing to work with, and I felt helpless. It wasn’t until I began working with a healer that I learned how to regulate my nervous system. Today, my son is nearly 25. He's the most incredible human who understands radical acceptance, emotional responsibility, and the power of shaping your own mindset. Proud mum..? Absofrigginlutely💖 And here’s the message I want you to consider: ✨When the body learns it’s safe, the world changes. Not because the world has changed, but because you have✨ You can’t think your way out of survival mode. You have to teach your brain, and nervous system, safety. And when you can do that, you help your physical, emotional, and energetic bodies heal. I’ve created a bunch of free resources to help you begin this process, and a free email course to guide you through regulating your stress response. 👉 Click here to access them all in my Linktree. Even more powerful, is working together in a session, to take real time action, and create real time change. If you are ready for a little guidance to help you heal your own nervous system, I have in-person sessions available locally (on Saturday 23rd August, and Saturday 6th September), and online for those who live further away. I'd love to help you take back control of what is running automatically behind the scenes. And if you're local, I'd love to see you in the clinic🙌🏼 Just simply hit reply and let me know, Reader. Big love, Ali x |
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