The toothbrush vibrator😬


You know when life gives you lemons… and it turns out they vibrate at 30,000 strokes per minute?

Let me explain, ReaderšŸ˜‰

My trusty old electric toothbrush (a gift from my bestie 9 years ago) finally gave up the ghost. I was loyal. I was attached. I even felt a bit emotional about letting it go (yes, I’m that person).

So hubby, in a sweet act of kindness, surprised me with a new one. Beautiful. Generous. Thoughtful.

Except… this new toothbrush is not messing around.

I swear, the first time I used it, I thought I’d accidentally picked up something from my bottom drawer, if you know what I mean. There I was, just trying to brush my teeth, and suddenly I’m in a full-body sensory experience that would make Christian Grey blush!

I had to back off and go in gently. Build up to it. I just tickled my teeth with the "Phillips Supersonic" so my gums could get to know the thing before it pulverised them into oblivion.

And it got me thinking (as most things do)… this is exactly how our nervous system and brain work when something new or unexpected happens.

šŸ”¹ First, our senses go ā€œWHAT IS THIS?ā€
šŸ”¹ Then the brain scrambles to assign meaning to the experience and work out if we’re safe.
šŸ”¹ Once that’s clear (is there a lion after you, or just a pussy cat), it sends messages to the body so we can respond appropriately—like bracing yourself for the next oral assaultšŸ˜… (That is not meant to sound as bad as it does! Get your mind out of the gutter, Reader!

It’s actually how we learn to adapt—to toothbrushes, to change, to healing, to new ways of thinking, feeling, and being.

At first, it seems a bit out there. Then, with repetition and a bit of patience, the nervous system recalibrates.

It softens. It stops freaking out.

And before you know it, it becomes the new normal.

(I'm still in the adapting phase of bracing myself every time I switch this monster on!!)

This is also what happens in therapy and energy healing.

At first, it can feel unfamiliar or even intense.

But your body and brain are smart. They adjust.

The goal posts move as you increase the capacity of your nervous system.

You begin to feel safer, calmer, and more in control of how you react to life.

So if you’re feeling a bit like life is a vibrating toothbrush right now—too much, too fast, too intense—let’s slow things down.

✨ Book a Reiki or counselling session with me and let’s help your system adapt gently, safely, and in a way that feels really, really good (not that kind of good, you saucy minx - actually, on second thought, go for it!).

šŸ’œ Local ladies — the next in-person clinic is Saturday 17th May and spots book out fast. So if you want one, grab it now before they’re all gone.

ā€‹šŸ‘‰ Book your session here​
(or reply to this email if you need help deciding what you need most)

With gentleness,

Ali x
Your Uncomplicated Healing Guide for Empowered (and occasionally overstimulated) Living šŸ˜‰

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Ali Williams (alijwilliams.com)

Sharing uncomplicated truths to encourage and educate women to embrace their healing power.

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