Come into Right Relationship With Yourself

We spend a lot of time concerned about how external circumstances in our life make us feel (how the people in our lives act, how much stress we have in our jobs, the amount of money we have or don’t have, the state of the world, etc).  We probably spend much less time examining what our inner dialogue with ourselves looks like.  And yet it is the thoughts we have and the stories we tell ourselves about our life that creates our reality and drives most of our behaviors.  What is the inner monologue you have running in your head about yourself?  You may or may not notice it because it’s become so much a part of who you are and how you relate to yourself. 

Honestly examining how I relate to myself has not been easy or pleasant.  It was painful for me to observe that one of the major schemas I had running my life was a harsh inner critic that constantly drove me to do more and better.  This inner slave-driver was never satisfied.  It demanded perpetual striving that was often met with criticism or judgment, leaving me with feelings of guilt, shame, and inadequacy.  There was a constant feeling of falling short.  This hole in my wholeness would never be filled by doing more or better, but I didn’t know that.  My inner critic falsely convinced me that if I performed better and pleased others enough, then I would earn their love, approval, admiration, acceptance, etc.  I even applied the same approach to my own self-improvement, believing that when I finally figured myself out and fixed all my flaws, then I would feel better.  This strategy works up to a point, until you realize you still have to encounter yourself every day.  

It has taken me awhile to understand that cultivating my own wholeness is a lifelong process rather than a destination, and how I treat myself along the way makes all the difference.  A cornerstone of coming into right relationship with myself is practicing unconditional self love and acceptance.  I remind myself, multiple times a day, that this is how I want to relate to myself.  Each time I find myself slipping into a critical or disparaging mode, I gently remind myself to return to unconditional self love and acceptance.  This means accepting that even after years of therapy and self-development work, I still have remnants of that inner critic show up, especially in how I parent my kids.  I am still learning how to unconditionally love and accept myself even more, so that I can show up as more of myself.  My journey has become less about achieving something and more about becoming who I am.  It is a welcome relief to surrender to the truth that I am good enough just as I am right now in this moment.  

How can you practice unconditional self love and acceptance?  Are there ways you can be kinder, gentler, and more patient with yourself?  Go ahead and give yourself a big hug just for being who you are.

Gaia Needs Voices (and Humans to Listen)

My son and I had trouble sleeping last night.  We woke up in the middle of the night with nasal congestion and sore throats and couldn’t fall back asleep.  I normally try to insulate myself from news and media and the craziness of what is going on in the world as a way to maintain my own sense of calm and balance.  But today my body is telling me I can no longer ignore the effects of the smoke and worsening air quality from the Camp Fire that continues to rage 100 miles north of us here in Northern California. 

I journeyed for guidance on how I can best be of service in this situation.  I was shown that Gaia, our Mother Earth, is urgently alerting us to address the ways we are living that are injuring her and ourselves.  Gaia is an organism, just like our own bodies.  Our bodies manifest physical symptoms, such as heartburn and stomach ulcers, in response to our lifestyle choices.  Gaia is manifesting symptoms that reflect the choices of our collective humanity.  The increasing incidence of wildfires in California (and natural disasters around the world) is Gaia showing us that we can not continue to subdue the symptoms (put out the fires) without examining on a deeper level the underlying roots of the imbalance. 

Every system reaches a tipping point.  Humanity has reached ours.  If humans continue to live the way we are living now, we will join the list of extinct species.  Gaia will go on.  She knows how to restore herself.  She has been through Ice Ages and massive planetary extinctions, and new forms of life come back.  It is us humans, the 7.7 billion of us, and the choices we make, that are the current underlying problem with planet Earth. 

We can get overwhelmed by the daunting nature of the task that lies before us.  Or we can remain hopeful that if we are the problem, then we can also change and find our way back towards greater balance and harmony with ourselves and the world we live in.  Where to begin?  Start with the one person you have the greatest control over – yourself.  Ask yourself honestly, how are you contributing, or not contributing, to the current status quo?  Are there little, or big, changes you can make in your life to shift the current direction of humanity?  Our grace period is quickly running out.  I can tell just by stepping outside and smelling the air.

Leap Into the Unknown

If I could identify the hardest part of following one’s soul’s path, it would be the process of continually moving towards the unknown.  The decision to live your life guided by something as intangible as your soul requires a huge leap of faith and letting go of what you thought your life was going to look like.  I stood on that ledge of security and familiarity for a good while, looking out at the possibilities that awaited me, but unsure if I could make the leap.  I rationalized that I had spent a lot of time and effort climbing up this rock, was I sure I was ready to just jump off it?  Couldn’t I find a way to make myself happy staying here on this ledge, enjoying the view?  Part of me wish I could be satisfied with that, it would make my life a lot easier.  But if I really listened to my heart, I knew I couldn’t stay there.  

Deciding to leave my last contract job and strike out completely on my own professional path was a leap of faith.  I was terrified of the unknown.  And yet here I was, willingly stepping away from what was safe, secure, and known to something unknown.  I observed my physical, emotional, and thought responses to that decision.  For weeks, I felt anxiety in my chest and had trouble sleeping.  My mind bombarded me with concerns about security, stability, what others would think of me, and most importantly, whether I could really trust myself.  Could I trust that I had the courage and capacity to take this leap and manage whatever I might encounter?  Could I trust that the universe would provide me with what I needed to continue on this path?  

In between those moments of fear and doubt, I also noticed a growing sense of freedom, lightness, and possibility.  I was excited and fired up by the novel idea of my life being an adventure with me at the helm, leading me to places I had not planned on visiting.  I was surprised to experience the not knowing was what actually made me feel really alive.  I noticed how much of my life had fallen into somewhat of an auto-pilot, a routine that was safe, comfortable, and predictable.  By design, I had engineered my life to minimize the unknown.  What would it now be like to befriend the unknown and embrace it, not as something to be feared, but as a sign that I am moving more towards the life I am meant to live?  What if the inevitable fear and anxiety that accompanies the unknown is a clue to keep on going, rather than turn back?

What are you ready to leap towards in your life right now?  

Is Intuition a Dirty Word in Medicine?

I use my intuition all the time.  It has been one of my most long-standing, trusted life guides.  And yet, when I launched my website earlier this week (https://www.lizgtzmd.com/), it was the disclosure that I use my intuition in my clinical work that gave me the most apprehension.  How would my colleagues and clients respond to this acknowledgement?  In my medical training, it has been ingrained in me that evidence-based practices grounded in placebo-controlled, double-blinded clinical trials are the golden standard of care.  On the other hand, intuition, as defined by the Merriam-Webster dictionary is “a natural ability or power that makes it possible to know something without any proof or evidence.”  Dictionary.com defines intuition as the “direct perception of truth or fact independent of any reasoning process.”  It would appear that the use of intuition is completely contrary to the practice of evidence-based medicine.  I am not here to argue either position.

Ultimately, it comes down to me speaking my truth.  I know my intuition is part of what makes me a good doctor.  By being open about it, I hope it opens a door for others to value it in themselves too.  Because we all have access to our own intuition, and reclaiming that natural gift will allow us to live a life that is most uniquely and satisfyingly ours.

I see the natural world and all of its wonders as the best evidence for the intelligence of intuition.  The spider doesn’t have to learn how to weave her web, that knowledge exists within her.  The caterpillar doesn’t fret about becoming a butterfly, she trusts in her own unfolding transformation.  The salmon doesn’t follow GPS back to her spawning grounds, she knows the way.  We humans, are also creatures of nature, with incredible innate abilities that we have forgotten about, or been actively taught to ignore.  That is partly why our species has strayed so far from a harmonious lifestyle with ourselves, each other, and the world we live in.

Everyone accesses their intuition in different ways, and these can change over time as we develop more comfort and skill.  I will share the various ways I currently access mine to demystify the process.  One, I pay exquisite attention to my physiological responses, and over the years, have systematically mapped them to my own system of meaning.  For example, all-over-the-body tingling for me usually means that “This is a truth, and it’s a good truth.”  Uneasiness in my stomach or chest usually indicates that there is distortion going on.  A cold sweat or shiver down my spine alerts me to danger.  Two, sometimes images and thoughts just drop themselves into my consciousness without any effort on my part.  These images and thoughts often correlate with a physiological response that helps me to decipher whether they are important or not.  I have used these in my clinical practice for years, especially when I am engaging in psychotherapy with a client, and they have been extremely useful in “getting to the heart of a matter.”  And lastly, as I study shamanic practices and gain confidence in my own intuition as a powerful and useful tool, I enter into a meditative state that allows me to more actively seek and receive guidance, again usually through an image or thought-knowledge or feeling dropping into my awareness.  I am constantly doing my own inner work to make sure that my vessel or channel for this information remains as pure as possible.

So is intuition a dirty word in medicine?  Not in my book.

The Journey Begins

Hello everyone.   After launching my new professional website earlier this week (https://www.lizgtzmd.com/), I experienced such a range of emotions and reactions that I felt strongly compelled to share.  So I am starting this blog.  As I invite others to follow their own soul’s calling, I simultaneously feel a pull to share what it’s like for me, in real time, to follow my own soul’s path.  This is no easy journey.  And this blog is meant to share with honesty and transparency the ups and downs of walking your soul’s path.  It is a part of my soul purpose to share my words and stories with others as an act of service.

I’m scared, I’m nervous.  All of this visibility makes me very anxious.  But I also crave it and have been waiting my entire life for it.  I simultaneously fear and crave being seen.  Bill Plotkin, one of my heroes, (https://animas.org/) might call this dichotomy one of my sacred wounds/soul powers.  Each of us harbors at least one sacred wound so deep inside us that it is entwined with the very essence of our soul itself.  Uncovering that wound, working with it, and allowing it to heal will release the treasure that lies inside the heart of the wound.  So writing these words to you is part of my work of tending to my sacred wound and simultaneously sharing the gift that lies inside of it.  My heart is pounding even as I write these words.  My ego is telling me that I’m just doing this for kicks, that I’m not really going to hit the publish button when I’m done.  But my soul tells me to carry on, and that facing my fears is part of the work so I’m going to do it.

I would like to share a poem by Mary Oliver as a way to start off this journey together.

The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
– Mary Oliver

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