Please welcome Abigail Steidley, owner of The Healthy Life, LLC Life Coaching Services and blogger of The Vagina Dialogues. You can read more about Abigail at the bottom of this post.
Most of us are not hoping to wake up every morning and feel intense panic or desperate fear. If we could ask for anything, we’d probably ask for peace. Peace for others, peace for the entire planet, and peace within ourselves. Yet, when we face health problems and physical pain, peace seems impossible. Fear and panic are driving our lives, and our emotional states can vary wildly from depression to high anxiety.
If fear is in your driver’s seat, it is time to take back the steering wheel and connect with your own inner navigation systems. Fear is a terrible driver with an awful sense of direction. You, on the other hand, are a brilliant driver with a personalized GPS installed inside you. All you have to do is learn how to use it.
The first important step to taking back your steering wheel is to realize when fear has ripped it from your hands. This sounds simple, but it is not always easy. Noticing your own thinking and realizing you’ve been hijacked by repetitive, anxiety-creating thoughts takes a little practice. First, you have to notice your own fear, panic, or anxiety. Then, you can take a minute to step back and look at the fear as separate from your true self. Notice that it comes from a different part of you than your intuitive, relaxed self. In her latest book, Steering by Starlight, Martha Beck explains that fear, panic, and anxiety have their roots in the very animal part of the human brain. She calls this the “lizard brain.” Recognizing your lizard brain as soon as it starts taking over can immediately give you a chance to grab the steering wheel before fear shoves you aside.
I spent a great deal of time in complete lizard-based fear mode when I first began dealing with the chronic pain of interstitial cystitis. I gave fear the steering wheel and didn’t even bother to watch the road. Let me just tell you, that was not a wise decision on my part. My lizard brain was so certain I would never recover normal bladder function and would suffer IC symptoms for the rest of my life that it went completely nuts. I imagine it literally, as an actual lizard, reaching out with little lizard claws in every direction, grasping and scrabbling at everything it found. It researched like crazy, becoming very obsessive and intense, and spent hours combing the internet and reading books. Then, it decided to try every single therapy option available, be it medical, holistic, dietary, or just a rumor. It tortured me with one cystoscopy after another to confirm that yes, my bladder was a mess. Then it pushed me to try various infusions of drugs flushed into my bladder and held inside for an eternal thirty minutes. It urged me to take various medications. Finally, after little success, it took the advice of a doctor and decided to take a couple Tums daily. This seemed to help the symptoms, so without seeking medical advice, my lizard brain decided that if one Tums helped, a zillion would be better.
Fast forward three months to the results of that experiment: me, writhing in agony on the emergency room floor, a kidney stone lodged in my body. Too much calcium, it turns out, is not a fantastic idea. That stubborn kidney stone required emergency surgery, which then had to be repeated twice. I spent the next six months dealing with infections and horrific kidney pain. All of this, I must say, was far worse than any of my IC symptoms.
Sadly, I could give you more examples of ways my lizard brain took over and wreaked havoc in my life. It took me a long time to learn the lesson I am sharing with you now, in the hope that it will save you at least a little mental or even physical suffering. When I learned how to notice my own fear and see it as a separate part of my mind rather than regarding it as absolute truth, I was able to recognize the thoughts perpetuating the fear. These thoughts ranged from, “I have to try everything, because otherwise I might miss the one medication that helps,” to “Oh, God, I cannot take this, make it stop NOW.” Recognizing anxiety-causing thoughts and realizing they may not be true is the second step to regaining the driver’s seat.
My own thinking, stuck in lizard mode, took me in all the wrong directions. When I learned to stop, take a few minutes to do deep breathing exercises and allow calm to have a fighting chance, I discovered my inner GPS, which I like to call my Inner Healer. Simply stopping, becoming still, and breathing allowed me to tap into this amazing navigational system within myself. I noticed that when I did this, I could make decisions about everything based on my own GPS guidance. I knew, intuitively, which medications were worth trying and which weren’t. I knew which doctors to call, which alternative medicine routes to explore. I even knew which books to read and which internet sites to peruse. If my Inner Healer signaled No to a resource, I dropped it and moved to something else. Listening to your GPS gives you the courage to stay in the driver’s seat, certain you will always know which way to turn.
I now sit firmly behind the steering wheel, my GPS calibrated to peace. It directs me flawlessly, every time.
Martha Beck-trained Life Coach Abigail Steidley coaches women suffering from vulvodynia, vulvar pain, IC, STDs, painful sex, vaginal infections, vaginisumus, and other pelvic pain issues. Abigail was diagnosed with vulvar vestibulitis, vulvar dysesthesia, interstitial cystitis, and pelvic floor dysfunction in 2004. She suffered through two years of vulvodynia before discovering her own path to health and her essential self. Now she works with women who want tools to dissolve the painful emotions that come with these afflictions. Visit her blog at http://vulvodyniacoach.wordpress.com where you can contact Abigail, read health-related posts, and find out more about coaching.
mering says
Hi, I’m too tired to post a big message. Please PLEASE join the yahoo health group happypelvis. You CAN beat IC, I did. As did countless others. If for no other reason than to read the articles in the files section. Here are some sites.
http://www.pelvicpainhelp.com
http://www.pelvicpainrehab.com
http://www.roadtoslainte.blogspot.com
http://www.beyondbasicsphysicaltherapy.com
google:
Jerome Weiss pelvic pain
Rhonda Kotarinos Pelvic pain
Just google it. There is hope, please believe me.
love, Molly
Nancy says
Sandy –
You publish so many wonderful posts and are a lifeline for me to hang on to with these crappy chronic illnesses. Thank you so much for having your guest blogger, Abigail, write on this subject.
Although I have different illnesses, I can TOTALLY identify with every aspect from “fear having the steering wheel” to “lizard brain”. However, today I can laugh at reading about “lizard brain”. Many other days I cannot and would just cry reading the same post – go figure.
Oh, the more is better routine with the Tums – Hello!!!! If 2 is good – 200 must be better. Also, the idea that there are times (too many, still) that I go through the same mental torture of “make this go away NOW – I can’t take another minute”, which just compounds the whole process. It’s all about the fear getting hold and projecting on the future; whether that be the next hour, day, week, month, year or decade. Those are the toughest times to live in the moment and trust the process.
There are many times I am just to weak to submit a comment, but please know, Sandy, that as I’ve mentioned before, what you do is invaluable. Your website is a favorite of mine.
Thanks again, Abigail, for the laughs and the lessons in this post.
Nancy
Sandy Robinson says
Hi Nancy, I am so glad that you are getting some benefit from what I do here. Abigail has been a great source for this site and I appreciate her very much! I hope you feel better soon!
Abigail says
Glad you all enjoyed this post! Laughing at your lizard, by the way, takes away the lizard power! Just noticing your lizard has taken over gives you back your power. It’s wonderful to recognize that the lizard (fear) is not in control!
Abigail