Hello! I have many names: knee
pain, stomach pain, rheumatism, asthma, runny nose, flu, back pain, sciatica,
cancer, depression, migraine, cough, sore throat, kidney failure, diabetes,
hemorrhoids. The list goes on and on.
I volunteered for the worst
possible job: being the bearer of bad news for you.
You do not understand me, no one
understands me. You think I want to bug you, spoil your plans. Everyone
thinks that I want to make life difficult by hurting or limiting them.
That’s not true, since it would make no sense at all.
I, the symptom, am just trying to
speak to you in a language that you can hear and understand.
Tell me something: would you get
into some business with terrorists by knocking at their door while holding a
flower and wearing a t-shirt with the “peace” symbol printed on the back? I
didn’t think so.
Then why don’t you understand
that I, the symptom, cannot talk to you in a soft and subtle voice when I need
to give you a message? You hit me and you hate me. You complain about my
presence in your body to everyone. But you do not take the time to try
and understand the cause of my manifestation in your body.
I only hear you telling me “be
quiet”, “go away”, “I hate you”, “ I curse the moment at which you showed up”,
and so on… All those sentences disempower me from making you understand.
But I need to keep firm and steady because it’s my job to
make sure you get the message.
And then what do you do? You
send me to sleep with pills. You quiet me with tranquilizers. You beg me to
disappear with anti-inflammatory remedies. You want to erase me with
chemotherapy. Day after day you try to cover, silence, and to seal me. It
surprises me that sometimes you even visit witches and sorcerers, asking them
to “magically” remove me from your body. And so I am totally ignored by you
when my only intention was to deliver a message to you.
Imagine that I am the alarm in
the Titanic, the one that tries thousands of time to tell you that you are
about to crash into iceberg and drown. I keep ringing for days, weeks, months,
and even years, trying to save your life. And you complain because I am not
allowing you to sleep well, or walk, or work, and you still don’t listen to mi.
Do you understand now?
You think that I, the
symptom, am “the disease”. You go to the doctor and pay for dozens of visits.
You spend money that you don’t have to buy more and more medicines. And all
this just to keep me quiet. I am not the disease, I am the symptom. Why do you
want to silence me when I am the only alarm that keeps trying to save you?
The disease is YOU. It’s your
LIFESTYLE and your REPRESSED EMOTIONS. It’s okay that while reading this
you feel a bit angry and frustrated. All of these words may feel like a smack
to your intelligence. I understand your process and can manage it pretty well.
In fact, it’s a part of my job, so don’t worry.
The good news is that it’s up to
you to decide when you will stop needing me. It’s totally up to you to analyze
what it is that I am trying to tell you, or prevent from happening to you.
I, the symptom, don’t show up in
your life to say HI, but to let you know that an emotion that you’ve been
repressing in your body needs to be analyzed and resolved so that you won’t get
sick.
You should give yourself the
opportunity to ask: “Why is this symptom in my life? What does it want to tell
me? Why is it showing up at this moment? What do I have to change so I no
longer will need this symptom?”.
If you do this research only with
your mind, you won’t go much further than what you already did in the past. You
must also consult your subconscious, your heart, and your feelings.
Please, whenever I show up in
your body, analyze what I am trying to tell you before rushing up to the doctor
so he can put me to sleep. Just for once I’d like to be recognized for my
excellent work.
The sooner of your awareness of
why I am showing up in your body, the sooner my departure will come.
Little by little, you will learn
that I will visit you less as less as you gradually become a better researcher.
And I assure you that there will be a day in which you will no longer feel me
or see me. As you regain your balance and perfection as the best “analyzer” of
your life, and learn more about your emotions, reactions, and coherence, I
guarantee that you will never need to visit a doctor or buy medicines again.
Please, fire me from my job..
Do you really think that I like
my job?
I invite you to reflect on every
time that you see me visiting you. I invite you to stop showing off me off to
your family and friends as if I was a trophy.
I’m tired of you telling me:
“Yeah, I am still diabetic.”
“I can’t stand my knee pain
anymore, I can no longer walk.”
“I am always having this
migraines.”
You keep showing me off as if I
was a treasure that you will never be able to give up.
My job is shameful, and you
should be ashamed of showing me off. Each time that you do, what you are really
saying is, “Look at how weak I am. I can’t even analyze and understand my own
body and emotions. I don’t make sense. Look at me! Look at me!
Please, be aware, reflect, and
act. The sooner you do it, the faster I will go away.
Sincerely,
The Symptom
Hello Joman,
ReplyDeleteThank you. I love the way you have put this. Really changed things for me.
I am going to share it on facebook if that is ok?
Warm wishes, Anna
Hara Holistics/Rhizomatec
Hello ANNA, thanks for your kind words. Of course, you can share any article you want with a link to my blog. Best regards, Joman.
DeleteOK symptom, thanks for kindly speaking to me in words , and not pain
ReplyDeleteJust wow. ...
ReplyDeleteIt is awesome...
ReplyDeleteJust from reading this part changes the way i look at myself. Have been on my spiritual journey for bit more than two decades and have read many interpretations of inner causes of diseases but this is the first time it is symptom.
Bless you for your wisdom