One of the hardest points in my life was not being able to breastfeed my son. Almost everyday for 7 months, I tried and failed.

I pumped around the clock to give my son what I knew was best for him, but it wasn’t enough. Supplementing was a necessity.

Being holistic minded, I sought out the best nourishment possible given my situation, which included donor milk from like-minded mamas and making my own raw milk formula. Even though I was grateful for my knowledge and grateful for my options, I still felt so wrong offering my son a bottle. I was disgusted in myself that I couldn’t feed him at the breast that way that I so desperately longed.

The struggle was real. I did everything imaginable to support my system to increase milk supply, but it just never happened.

My son continued to only take the bottle, and around 7 months, my body basically came to a halt in producing milk.

And while there is so much grief that surrounds this experience, I also endured significant spiritual growth.

When we begin to move out of the darkness of our grief, we move it into a different light. We begin to shift in our perspectives; and a new transformation takes shape.

– Carissa Fowler

You see, about two months into my postpartum journey, I had one of the most enlightening experiences during a coaching call with a midwife. Through tears, I shared with her how ashamed I felt giving my son a bottle in public. Even though I knew that what was in the bottle was nourishment, it all felt so wrong. I was grateful, yet the feelings of shame and guilt were extremely loud. Almost to the point that I didn’t want to leave my house. I didn’t want pictures of him drinking from a bottle. I didn’t want to remember this grief. This loss.

It was in that moment this woman shared with me a profound life lesson.

She explained to me that when we are born, we are 90 percent water, and by the time we reach adulthood we are about 70% water. In other words, humans exist mostly as water.

This wasn’t any new information to me.  As a holistic health coach, I knew that we were mostly water, hence the importance of drinking plenty of clean water as part of your day to day wellness regimen.

She asked me if I ever heard of Dr. Emoto and his water studies. I had not.

She shared with me that Dr. Emoto discovered that water has the ability to copy and memorize information. And with this finding, he did an experiment taking photos of crystals.

At this point in the conversation, I was becoming very confused as to why she was telling me all of this, but what she said next changed my life.

Dr. Emoto took pictures of crystals after being exposed to different words, phrases and types of music. When the water was exposed to classical music and positive words like “Thank You”, they formed into beautiful and well-formed crystals. But when they were exposed to violent heavy metal music and negative words like “fool”, they were fragmented and malformed.

Dr. Emoto found that the most powerful crystal of all formed when attached to the words “love” and “gratitude.”

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Original image found here: http://themastercleanse.org/

My postpartum coach encouraged to do my own research on Dr. Emoto, to read his book, and to reflect on the power of my words. And the words, most importantly, I hold in my mind when giving my son a bottle. What if instead of feeling guilty and ashamed, I honored my experience with love and gratitude. What if I wrote these words on his bottle as a daily reminder that my words had the power to increase the vitality of the substance. Of his growing body. Of my body. Of his nourishment.

WHAT A POWERFUL EXPANSION TO MY SOUL.

  • I now write loving words on all my water bottle tops.
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I create my meals with love and infuse them with positive energy/music.
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I leave love notes on food storage containers.
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I wear shirts that have powerful words on them that make me feel even more alive and energized. I love these shirts especially for my workouts.
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I bless my food and fill it with love and gratitude. And when it’s NOT so healthy, I do my best not to look at it with disgust and instead change its vitality with my WORDS. I smile, sprinkle “gratitude dust” on it, eat and enjoy wholeheartedly. Even my three year old will ask me to bless his food when we run into those situations of being around less than nourishing options.

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I pay close attention to any negative mind chatter. If it comes up, I quickly get to the root cause of it and affirm my truth in a loving voice by saying such things like, “I am enough. I am beautiful. I am worthy. I am love. I am grateful.”

Words are powerful. As Dr. Emoto has discovered, each word carries its own vibration and forms its own shape. Positive words lift us up. Negative words (thoughts) bring us down. LITERALLY.

The photos of the crystals prove this.

Remember this: our bodies are mostly water. Water has the ability to copy and memorize information.

WHAT WORDS ARE YOU ALLOWING YOUR BODY TO BE SURROUNDED BY?

Words carry so much power.
Words can weigh us down and leave us paralyzed as a victim to this world.
Words can free us and release us. From burden. Pain. Suffering.

You get to choose… 

How you talk to yourself matters.
How you create your meals matters.
 How you forecast your future matters. Do you say, “I’m always sick…” or do you say, “I have perfect health and am stronger every day”?
How you choose your tribe matters.

Speaking of tribe, ever hear the phrase “your vibe attracts your tribe”? Think about that for a moment. If you are stuck in an endless cycle of negativity, you will only attract more of that into your life. Stop putting yourself amongst negative chatter – including people!

My words – your words – literally shape our soul’s experiences. And the beauty is, by changing the words you surround yourself with, you can gift yourself immediate – INSTANT – transformation.

What is one thing you say to yourself now that is negatively impacting you? And how will you change that one thing to be a positive experience?

Share with me in the comments below.

To owning your WORDS fiercely,

Tonya