When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
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When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
The Parasites Came Out of His Skin. Abi's Story of Trust and Healing
Follow Your Gut Podcast
27 minutes
5 months ago
The Parasites Came Out of His Skin. Abi's Story of Trust and Healing
Abi’s story stopped me in my tracks when she reached out and shared it with me. I had never heard someone healing quite like her son. He was covered in strange bumps, couldn’t sleep, and was the pickiest eater. She spent thousands of dollars on appointments and herbs from a naturopath, hoping something would finally work. But nothing brought true healing. She eventually couldn’t afford to keep working with this naturopath and that’s when she found ōNLē on Instagram. She immediately said yes t...
Follow Your Gut Podcast
When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
