Talking With The Body – On A Whole New Level…

Talking with the body has always been something I do ‘as a matter of course’. ‘Of course’ the body is responsive, ‘of course’ we can heal ourselves by paying the right kind of attention, and ‘of course’…

It was all so matter of course that when my eye first fell on the article “How to Heal Yourself by Talking to your Body”, by Therese Wade, I originally just shrugged and thought I’d read it later, see if it might be nice to stick it in our body section, you know, “God in a Bod”.

But that night I decided to sit down and read it ‘for my own sake’. After all, despite the many years I’ve been doing this work, my physical condition isn’t exactly top notch; and the fact that I just don’t give it all that much priority doesn’t mean it makes sense not to be stronger.

And then I did something I don’t normally do: as I picked up my iPad to take it into the bedroom with me, to read the article in the comfort of my bed, I found myself hoping that it would contain something new, that it would contain something that would trigger me.

I don’t mind admitting that I’m a little blasé in terms of what’s out there, and more often than not my only thought is one of relief: that mainstream seems to be catching up. I’m also well past the point where the stories serve as confirmation for my own ‘weird belief system’, cos I’ve got that part covered by now, it’s no longer an issue.

But my hopes were answered. And then some: the way Therese presented her perspective made something click inside me. I’ve included a link at the bottom so that you can read the entire article, because she covers a lot more than what I’ve shared here, but here’s what resonated – deeply:


Your Cells are Listening,” the headline began, followed by this quote from an indigenous medicine woman:

“Every part of your body has its own consciousness or its own soul.”

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Therese went on to say: “I thought, can my body hear me… can I talk to it to gain its cooperation in healing this condition?”

That, in itself, is an interesting turn of phrase: can I gain its cooperation. “Of course you can,” I silently answered her question, but, intrigued, I continued reading. I’m sharing what she wrote next, to provide a little context to what comes after:

The Path to FreedomThat night, after reaching a state of deep calm through meditation, I inwardly engaged my body in a heartfelt conversation, with hope, but having no idea what to expect. After about one hour of this focused communication, something amazing happened. My tissues began to respond. Connective tissue pulled and stretched apart layers of scar tissue. Nerves fired and my calf muscles began to perform flexion and extension exercises independently of my conscious control. As this response continued, one of my calf muscles that had become paralyzed by the neuropathic condition — diagnosed as Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy — came back to life as electric-like jolts shot through the area. My heart pounded as I realized that the path to my freedom from this condition had finally begun.

Therese goes on to share some guidelines:

Guidelines for Dynamic HealingWith a background in acupuncture and Oriental medicine, I knew too well how prevalent chronic pain is in this country and I wondered what the implications of this phenomenon could mean to so many others who were suffering. As I continued to make progress with my condition, I organized my approach into a system that I could teach to clients and shifted my professional focus to hypnotherapy. When instructing my clients, I explain that a regular meditation practice is necessary to train the brain to enter alpha and theta brain wave states. While in these states, communication between the conscious mind and the physical body is dramatically enhanced.

I faltered a little at the ‘meditation practice’: I tend not to meditate. At least, not in the way people typically associate with the practice. But I decided I wasn’t going to let that stop me from giving it a try, because the key was in the actual guidelines Therese shared:

I have found that when communicating, there are three key steps to gaining the cooperation of the body:Approach your body with genuine compassion, understanding that it is made up of conscious cells who experience emotions.Build trust by engaging your body in mental conversations about your desire for the two of you to cooperate and overcome the ailment. Allow changes in the conversation by using different thoughts and words that elicit spontaneous elevated emotions. From my experience, the above guidelines are necessary to achieve dynamic healing responses in the body.

I studied the guidelines intently.

Understand that your body is made up of conscious cells who experience emotions”.

These words hit me right between the eyes.

Because I, who thank a ballpoint pen for its use before disposing of it, knowing that all things are alive, aware and responsive, had completely ignored the fact that, even though it reflects our subconscious, the body itself is very much a conscious entity.

Every. Single. Cell is conscious. Experiencing emotions.


It was like a shaft of lightening hit me, and I knew I’d found the key.

I studied the guidelines once more… “With compassion…”

Okay, I never blamed my body for the state I’m in, I’ve always known it was ‘just’ doing what I asked – and then I would conclude that, apparently, I was still not asking for the right thing…

And sure, every now and again I’d conclude that ‘this’ was probably serving me in some way, and at other times I’d break out the whip, but I’d always use it on Lono, the conscious mind, not on the Ku, the subconscious body…

Even so, I was suddenly overwhelmed with something that can only be described as ‘remorse’. And I just started to cry, as I realised my body and I had been standing on different sides of the abyss for I don’t know how long.

“You have your own consciousness!” I whispered, and suddenly there it was, my body, like a full member of my council, as intimate, as well-known, as clear – and as easy to hear as any member has always presented itself.

Them I always equated to a higher consciousness, but I had always perceived my body, rather patronizingly, as a lower one. More like a favourite dog, who does what you ask because he loves you, but really, he is just a tad stupid!


And it hit me, like a ton of bricks, that I had had it all wrong. All these years.


Fortunately, remorse, as a state, is foreign to me. Remorse serves to show you what you really want to stop doing, right now, and make a change for the better. And I embraced the new concept.

How could I not? My body is fully conscious!


Every cell is as evolved as any other cell anywhere in the universe. And we can communicate with it, the way we would with anything else. Better, even, because of it being so intimately acquainted with us.

Clearly, my body is more acquainted with me, than I with it. Because the next moment I lay down and tuned into my body as a consciousness, and all the information just came flooding in! All the questions I had ever had about why ‘this’ pain and why ‘that’ anxiety, and how to resolve ‘that little matter’, it all came flooding in.

But, most importantly, I felt myself unite with my body. And that’s when it fully hit me that we had never been on the same side before. I had always been pulling, pushing, resisting, fighting.  Not so much against the body, but the body picks up on those sensations all the same, because it cannot tell them apart from itself – and that’s what we had between us. And now, suddenly, all of that fell away…

The next morning I had to go and meet with someone and we were meeting in a parking lot. Not being familiar with either the area or the person I was meeting, I had arrived a bit early and sat in my own car, waiting. And then, rather foreign to my habits, I decided not to wait in the car but, in stead, to take a stroll and check out the beach that started about 20 yards further down.

I strolled to the water’s edge, dipped my feet in and looked over my shoulder. She hadn’t arrived yet, so I ventured further away. Some people were fishing, others were doing things I didn’t quite understand, not being acquainted with all of the local customs.

But even as I stood there, I realised something was vastly different from before: I felt completely at ease.

I had never been so relaxed in my life, in spite of having to meet a stranger, and being in an unfamiliar place among more strangers. I was more centered that I had been in a long time.


I thought back of the session I’d had with my body, the night before, and I knew: “I’ve come home.”


Needless to say, my body and I are catching up on some long overdue chats. But what most moves me, is how utterly loving it is. And so supportive!! You know how God supposedly welcomes us back no matter how far we strayed? That same feeling! In terms of council members, my body is right there on a par with Archangel Rafael and Yeshua.



The above quotes are excerpted from this article. I highly recommend reading it, because in it Therese Wade shares a lot more about the consciousness of ‘things’.