Hi Caley! I’m so glad that you’ve found out why you’ve been feeling so crappy! Yes, I’d like to hear more about your “journey” with mold. Stay strong! Jon
Thank you, Jon, I really appreciate that. I’ll definitely be sharing more soon. It’s been one of the hardest and most clarifying experiences of my life. If even one person gets answers faster from me sharing, it’s worth it.
It’s such a layered process, physically, emotionally, spiritually. For the house, we had it professionally tested, then left everything behind and moved. For my body, I’m working with a functional medicine doc using binders, sauna, nervous system support, and tons of patience. It’s slow, but I’m already feeling more like myself. I’m going to share a full protocol soon!
I’m about 2.5 months into a detox protocol with a functional medicine practitioner. I feel you deeply about being gaslit. I was working with a male ND and I mentioned over a year ago I thought there was mold. He attributed it to my PTSD and anxiety history. I believe him. I am deep in psychedelic healing with a therapist, I do all the right things. I started trying medication but my liver was so overloaded I would get overly stimulated. When I found a female ND 3 months ago she told me “ let’s rule out all other causes before we attribute to anxiety” and I tested my body for mold and it was positive. Our energy levels were so low we only had the energy to move. Anyways, I’m rambling. But as women we are deeply intuitive. I feel as thought the mold is a spiritual message to reconnect with our true nature. How fucking magical our body knows something foreign and toxic is within. And then how truly introspective we can become when we consider the toxic energies within our bodies, ancestral and our own, are allowing us to ignore our needs. I appreciate you using a your platform to share.
Wow. Thank you so much for sharing all of this, I feel every word. I’m so sorry you were dismissed like that. It’s enraging how often women’s intuition is written off as anxiety or trauma, when in reality, it’s often the truth our bodies are trying to scream out. I relate so much to what you said about barely having energy to move, that was me too. And yes, yes, yes… mold feels like a physical and spiritual message. A call back to truth. Back to our bodies. Back to what’s real. I’m deeply moved by your insight, and I’m cheering you on in your healing, your psychedelic work, your reclamation. You’re not rambling, you’re speaking truth. Thank you for being here.
I’m so glad it resonated. I’ll be sharing more pieces of this story soon… there’s a lot to unpack, but also a lot of hope in it. Thank you for being here.
"Because it reminded me that my body had been speaking to me all along.
I just hadn’t been listening."
It wasn't until we did a mold sabbatical for 2.5 weeks at a safe Airbnb in Sedona that I really realized how much our bodies were screaming at us that our house in Orange County wasn't good for us. I saw the spark come back in my older child's eyes, the dark under eyes and red eyes gone (though it would take much longer to calm inflammation and behaviors, still a work in progress there). I realized that the nausea, exhaustion and GTFO feeling I'd get at random places (jiu jitsu studio, library) was a sign my body was saying eek mold. Now I'm becoming more attuned to what my body is trying to tell me. It's still hard and I question things every day, but on the right path hopefully!
Wow, this gave me chills. I feel everything you’re saying… the spark in your child’s eyes, the shifts when you step away. It’s wild how our bodies know, even when our minds try to override the signs. I’m so glad you’re listening now. Sending you so much strength as you keep walking this path.
What a relief to finally have answers. Being gaslit is the worst. I’m so grateful to know you and your sweet little family are on the mend. One day at a time. ❤️🩹
Ugh yes, the gaslighting part was so brutal, especially when you know something’s wrong and no one takes it seriously. Thank you for the love. Truly taking it one tiny step at a time over here.
Hi Caley! I’m so glad that you’ve found out why you’ve been feeling so crappy! Yes, I’d like to hear more about your “journey” with mold. Stay strong! Jon
Thank you, Jon, I really appreciate that. I’ll definitely be sharing more soon. It’s been one of the hardest and most clarifying experiences of my life. If even one person gets answers faster from me sharing, it’s worth it.
I think I have the same in my appartement. How did you Detox yourself+ the house???
It’s such a layered process, physically, emotionally, spiritually. For the house, we had it professionally tested, then left everything behind and moved. For my body, I’m working with a functional medicine doc using binders, sauna, nervous system support, and tons of patience. It’s slow, but I’m already feeling more like myself. I’m going to share a full protocol soon!
I’m about 2.5 months into a detox protocol with a functional medicine practitioner. I feel you deeply about being gaslit. I was working with a male ND and I mentioned over a year ago I thought there was mold. He attributed it to my PTSD and anxiety history. I believe him. I am deep in psychedelic healing with a therapist, I do all the right things. I started trying medication but my liver was so overloaded I would get overly stimulated. When I found a female ND 3 months ago she told me “ let’s rule out all other causes before we attribute to anxiety” and I tested my body for mold and it was positive. Our energy levels were so low we only had the energy to move. Anyways, I’m rambling. But as women we are deeply intuitive. I feel as thought the mold is a spiritual message to reconnect with our true nature. How fucking magical our body knows something foreign and toxic is within. And then how truly introspective we can become when we consider the toxic energies within our bodies, ancestral and our own, are allowing us to ignore our needs. I appreciate you using a your platform to share.
Wow. Thank you so much for sharing all of this, I feel every word. I’m so sorry you were dismissed like that. It’s enraging how often women’s intuition is written off as anxiety or trauma, when in reality, it’s often the truth our bodies are trying to scream out. I relate so much to what you said about barely having energy to move, that was me too. And yes, yes, yes… mold feels like a physical and spiritual message. A call back to truth. Back to our bodies. Back to what’s real. I’m deeply moved by your insight, and I’m cheering you on in your healing, your psychedelic work, your reclamation. You’re not rambling, you’re speaking truth. Thank you for being here.
Yes, I’d love to hear more! Thank you for sharing!
I’m so glad it resonated. I’ll be sharing more pieces of this story soon… there’s a lot to unpack, but also a lot of hope in it. Thank you for being here.
This had me emotional:
"Because it reminded me that my body had been speaking to me all along.
I just hadn’t been listening."
It wasn't until we did a mold sabbatical for 2.5 weeks at a safe Airbnb in Sedona that I really realized how much our bodies were screaming at us that our house in Orange County wasn't good for us. I saw the spark come back in my older child's eyes, the dark under eyes and red eyes gone (though it would take much longer to calm inflammation and behaviors, still a work in progress there). I realized that the nausea, exhaustion and GTFO feeling I'd get at random places (jiu jitsu studio, library) was a sign my body was saying eek mold. Now I'm becoming more attuned to what my body is trying to tell me. It's still hard and I question things every day, but on the right path hopefully!
Wow, this gave me chills. I feel everything you’re saying… the spark in your child’s eyes, the shifts when you step away. It’s wild how our bodies know, even when our minds try to override the signs. I’m so glad you’re listening now. Sending you so much strength as you keep walking this path.
What a relief to finally have answers. Being gaslit is the worst. I’m so grateful to know you and your sweet little family are on the mend. One day at a time. ❤️🩹
Ugh yes, the gaslighting part was so brutal, especially when you know something’s wrong and no one takes it seriously. Thank you for the love. Truly taking it one tiny step at a time over here.