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In my earlier days, I was a serious hypochondriac. Start talking about the symptoms of some disease, and I was sure to be convinced in a fairly short time that I was a walking advertisement for that particular malady.

Over the years, I’ve gotten my hypochondria pretty well under control, so I can mostly now chide myself out of this time-waster. I realized something else, too. Despite lots of personal work around my own “stuff”, I still sometimes lack the courage to step out into my power and own the gifts I’ve been given. So what I do is use potential dis-ease as an excuse to not do my life’s work – when the going gets tough (or close to success, or busy), Ashara develops symptoms. However, they can also be used as a wake-up call.

At my yearly checkup, my doc was listening to the blood flowing through my veins. She’s very thorough – she listens everywhere, to make sure it’s all moving along as it should. When she got to the joint where my right leg meets the rest of my body, she hesitated. Hmmmm, something strange there, it sounded a little off, like maybe there was a blockage. So she scheduled a test for me, a CT scan, so we could get it checked out.

Signature:baed3687aecc9fc02b05e033f52ab04b5ac34144c6f0702c4e0cfe36f9d34041Except my insurance company first wanted an ultrasound, so they denied the CT scan and sent me this really scary denial letter with a page all about Aortal Aneurisms. What??? Madam Hypochondria went into full fear mode. That sounded dire. A call to my doc didn’t help, because she couldn’t really tell me if what she had heard was life threatening or not, and that’s why she wanted to do the test – to find out. I did quite a bit of hyperventilating that day. I’m a healthy person for the most part, so this was going to the dark side at warp factor 9.

Long story short, ultrasound didn’t show anything, and since it’s hard to see the area in question with an ultrasound, we did eventually get around to the CT scan, which showed….also nothing. Veins look good. Teeny bit of plaque in one area which would not have caused the sound the doc heard. The freeway that is my vascular system was clear and all of the platelets and blood cells and whatever else were flowing easily.

What this taught me is two-fold:

  • Keep my head out of the health game. I’m pretty in tune with my body, and when my head is out of the way, I know in my heart I’m fine.
  • Stop hesitating about what fires me up and just do it, for crying out loud. I love my work with the animals and their people – why do I back away from success, and from being of massive service to those beings on this planet who so want to help us? That is a question I continue to ask and work on daily. Meanwhile, time’s a wastin’, my ass is once more in gear and I’m doing what I was put here to do – be a mouthpiece for the animals. Sometimes I just need those little wake up calls to help me remember what’s important.
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