I Was Never Taught How to Be Healthy

​2 years ago, after coming back from Mexico, my hair started falling out… not just a little clumps. But the truth is, I had been silently dealing with things in my body long before that. Skin flare-ups, imbalance, discomfort that never fully went away. I went to the doctor, did what I was told, used the creams, followed the steps, trusting that it would work. But it never actually healed anything. It would quiet things down for a season, make it feel manageable, and then it would come right back. No one ever talked to me about my gut, about my nervous system, about my body as a whole living system that needs balance to function. It was always about fixing the symptom, not understanding the root. As a licensed cosmetologist, I’ve worked closely with products, ingredients, hair, and skin for years, and that’s part of what made this even louder for me. I started to really see what we are surrounded by, what we’re told is safe, normal, necessary. And my body began rejecting it. My skin speaks loudly now eczema, irritation, sensitivity. It’s no longer something I can ignore or cover up. It’s communication. And underneath it all… the gut. The center. The place everything connects back to. I’ve been learning to slow down, to listen, to stop fighting my body and instead support it. Because the truth is, the body already knows how to heal. It just needs the right conditions. Nourishment, consistency, safety, presence. I was never shown how to actually become healthy. I was shown how to temporarily fix something so I could feel okay again for a little while. But I don’t want temporary anymore. I want to be fully healthy, inside and out. My body is a living organism, intelligent and responsive, and it requires care that works with it, not against it. This year I planted 34 medicinal herbs 🌿 and for the first time, it feels like I’m stepping into something that has always been inside of me. Learning how to make teas, infusions, simple remedies to support the gut, the womb, the nervous system. Not chasing quick fixes, not forcing anything, just supporting the body so it can do what it was designed to do. And I see how this path isn’t always understood here. In a world where natural healing, herbal knowledge, and working with the body can be labeled or dismissed, I feel myself returning to something deeper. Something older. Something that feels like remembrance. I listen to what calls to me, to what feels true in my body, to the quiet knowing that this is part of my lineage, part of my path. There is a reason I am here. There is a reason I feel peace when I am in a garden. There is a reason this work feels natural to me. I am remembering that I have a gift. And I’m no longer ignoring it.

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