Whatever you focus on will grow.
Mayim Bialik (quoting/paraphrasing someone else )
I listened to a wonderful podcast last night where Mayim and Jonathon were interviewing Dr. Ellen Langers from Harvard, a leading expert in mindfulness and the power of positive perception. (I actually believe she might have been one of the psyc professors that lectured in the Positive Psychology Course I took through the School of Positive Transformation years ago? If not, she should have been lol).
I have been writing here for years about my belief that the mind controls the body and that our mindsets determine the quality of our lives, have I not? This realization has been growing in intensity within me over the decades. This change in perspective has not only come from my years studying psychology, ACIM, and the work of people like Bruce Lipton, but it has also come through my own life expereince. I was unknowingly testing its validity for a very long time.
When I, after decades of effort, could not get a diagnosis and therefore physical and financial support, for what I thought were "very real things going on in my body", fearing I would succumb without that type of label and support, I was in a terrible state. Something in my life had to change. I either had to continually bust my back trying to get an elusive diagnosis or I had to rearrange my perspective. I decided to rearrange the way I was seeing.
It began with a finger from the universe pointing me to A Course in Miracles, and to Wayne Dyer, and later, Bruce Lipton, followed by a host of others. From exploring these teachings, I began to see (albeit very slowly) that what I thought I wanted was not what I needed. I began to see how such a label, such a confirmation would not help me but limit me even farther. I began to gradually see how it was my belief in illness that was bringing me down, not the lack of valdiation and support .
More ironically, I would much later see that it was a deeply stuffed core belief that I didn't deserve a diagnosis or support that kept me from getting it. In a round about way, this distorted core belief of unworthiness that was impacting my life since the beginning, long before I "got sick", was also saving my life. Though I couldn't see it at the time, believing that I would not get help because I was not worthy of it led me to not get the label I thought I needed. Without the label there was no external confirmation for my belief in illness. Despite how hard I tried, how hard I prayed, how hard I attempted to manifest a diagnosis and the the help and support that would come with it, this belief that I would never get one, prevented me from getting one. The strangest and kookiest things would happen in my attempts. I would end up going without one. It was suggested on occassion that I was mentally ill, not physically so or I was attention seeking and "malingering". I was even called a liar on more than one occassion. My core belief of unworthiness kept getting in the way.
After so many attempts, I began to believe that maybe they (doctors, specialists,insurance companies) were right and I was wrong. Maybe there was nothing going on in my body . Maybe I was "just crazy and lying" to myself and others. I started to doubt my own symptoms and therefore started to doubt that my body was sick. I started to explore that possibility of mind over matter. I began to explore my own mind, my past, and my samskaras. I began to see a need for healing psychologically. (Any psychological issue I tapped into, however, was just incidentally a comorbid happening taking place as my body was beginning to express illness. At this point several people in my family began to express the same physical symtomology that I had been expressing for years...they were getting diagnosed). I put my energy towards healing psychologically which took me to healing at an even deeper level...spiritually.
I began to see that as more important than healing this body. I began to practice the mind-body connection through yoga, revamping my practice.Though it took some time, and a lot of falling flat on my face ( I really felt sick and limited in many ways), I began to "get beyond" each symptom or physical anomaly that showed up in my body. By removing my focus from it and "doing" despite it, I eventually got past many of the things that would have normally knocked me down. I began to focus less and care less what this body was doing. The body itself, though I respected it and cared for it, meant less and less to me. A diagnosis meant less and less to me. I started rearranging my life to care for body and mind without the need for physical, social, and finacial support a solid diagnosis would give me. Ironically, at the same time my focus was changing, certain specialists were starting to believe me and were diagnosing me with one tiny thing after another. I was getting some of the treatment I needed but it mattered less. I stopped caring what my body was doing. Though I continued to take care of it by taking the prescribed medication and seeing my doctor, medical labels and treatment became less and less important to me.
An example: Amongst many of the "little things I had going on with this heart, I was having bouts of bradycardia...heart rates dropping and staying in the low forties and thirties. Once I and the medical team connected the low heart rates with the very, very low blood pressures that would come with them and a drastic fatigue that would lead to fainting on occassion, I became very focused on the bradycardia. I thought if I could stop it, my life would return to normal. At one point, I was in a cardiologist office about to sign the consent for a pacemaker when suddenly it hit me so hard. A thought emerged out of nowhere, "No! I don't need this. Maybe, I can heal myself." and that led to a discussion where the cardiologist and I agreed to "temporarily" try other things. That was in 2014. Though my pulse continues to drop into the 30's, I have not fainted since I made that decision to not go ahead. I barely know when I am brady anymore. The thing is...it doesn't matter. If I faint...if this body succumbs even...it doesn't matter. I am okay with it. I live as if I am fine. And when the other cardiac symptoms come...and they still come ...I just relax into them. I casually notice and watch them in some sort of awe wondering what will happen next. I do what I know I need to do and I go on. They do not overtake me anymore.
So, belief and focus is so powerful. I know that. If we believe the body will get sick it will get sick. If that belief is reinforced by society...it could even succumb to that belief. If we believe we are not allowed to get sick and will not be believed when we do get sick...well...things may turn out the way they did for me. (not that I want anyone operating under such a belief). I am so grateful for this understanding and what it is doing in my own personal experience of Life. Do not get me wrong though...I have not yet healed from these nasty core beliefs of unworthiness but I am getting there. I have not yet fully internalized this understanding that I can change this personalized version of Life through belief ( I am still struggling a bit because of some life diminishing core beliefs still linger within)...But I know what I want to grow ( true healing) and I therefore know what to put my focus on so it does. I hope you do too.
All is well.
Maureen Salamen/Harvard Health Publishing (November 1, 2022) Beyond Momentary Calm. https://www.health.harvard.edu/mind-and-mood/beyond-momentary-calm
Mayim Bailik's Breakdown (February, 2026) Your Body is Obeying Your Beliefs. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCUAxJ8YSus&t=2s



