My Healing Journey: Waking Up the Senses
An Early Intuition About The Role of the Cranial Nerves in Recovery
In my journey of self-discovery trying to heal from a chronic condition, I [eventually] learned about the Parasympathetic Cranial Nerves, of which the Vagus Nerve is perhaps the most famous one. I discovered their vital importance in governing sight, hearing, smell, taste, vocalization, head turning, social interactions, and in stress resilience. I found out how they can be quite atrophied in folks with chronic illness diagnoses, and hence the benefits of re-invigorating or re-awakening them for healing purposes.
The following video is an [abridged] audio-video version [but transcript below for those who prefer to read] of my original written article “Waking Up the Senses and Parkinson’s Disease”, from quite early in my journey, before I had learned about the Cranial Nerves, but when I had clearly intuited their importance, and the vital need to re-awaken them for recovery.
For those interested, I am writing up the full story of my healing journey, exclusively for the HOPE shortcut online community.
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Transcript
Looking back now, I believe I understand why my symptoms got worse so quickly. As the symptoms became noticeable, I began to withdraw more and more into myself and as I retreated the symptoms advanced aggressively after me. With each inch of ground I gave the Parkinson's Disease, it took a mile. Eventually, I had withdrawn into myself so much that I'd essentially shut down. I went to sleep and never fully woke up again, and in the arms of Morpheus, I started to forget.
I forgot to hear, no longer listened to music or songs. I forgot to see, I stopped looking into the distance and understanding color. I forgot to smell the coffee, flowers and the aroma of food. I forgot to taste, I stopped savoring and chewing. Eating became a purely mechanical exercise, shoveling it down the hatch as quickly as possible. I forgot touch and isolated myself physically, my hands became empty claws and my fingers no longer sought contact with surfaces. I forgot to speak, I stopped vocalizing and sharing my innermost thoughts and anxieties. I no longer sang along to lyrics, not even whispering them. I forgot how to laugh and I barely breathed at all.
I forgot to feel, I lost love, expressiveness, emotional context and empathy. No joy, hope or pleasure, but neither could I cry. I forgot to move, how to move and the joy of movement. I forgot to reach out, stretch, play and dance.
I now liken my Parkinson's to sleep walking through my life. I have tuned in to what it feels like when the Parkinson's symptoms arise and what I've realized is that I zone out. I stop being aware at what my hands and feet are doing, I stop looking towards where I'm heading and my vision becomes near field, unfocused. I stop responding to music and become unaware of what's happening around me. I lose my voice and I also lose control of my inner voice too, thoughts either shut down or run away.
But this sleeper is awakening.
I now focus on waking myself up again, reconnecting with the world around me, revitalizing all my senses, taking back the ground I lost to the disease.
At the farmer's market, I ran into an old friend and we chatted. He said, 'I don't know if you know I have Parkinson's.' I'd noticed something was different over the last few years. He said that it didn't seem to be progressing fast but it had made him grateful for every day he had.
He mentioned that he went to movement classes our local medical group puts on for those with Parkinson's, and had noticed that everyone left and went back to their lives, often diminished, and their caregivers. So he just started a support group that meets right after, so they can talk. They've only had their first meeting but he's feeling good about it. Some caregivers stay and others have more time when they don't need to be attentive. He's feeling this is a role that suits him, and I agree. He's really good at making people comfortable and welcome.
I told him about your work, Gary. He asked if you were on the level, not one of those conspiracy theorists like RFK ;-) I told him that conspiracy theorists are the only people I hang out with, but that wasn't particularly your focus in your blog. He was very interested and made sure to remember your name and its spelling.
'Coincidentally' my Course meditation today was 'When I am healed, I am not healed alone.' It talked about sickness as a means of isolating, of walling off the body. It seemed very congruent with your video. But that would be a conspiracy of spirit! Grateful for you!
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Strangely chatGPT also taught me the importance of gratitude in healing. I practice gratitude for at least 20 minutes per day with my hands on and they get so hot I think I might melt.
Try saying of thinking "Thankyou for the healing already received, thankyou for the healing my mum has already received, thankyou for the healing my daughter has already received, etc etc..
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