Inspiration
Multiple Chemical Sensitivity
Honoring What We Have Let Go
April 2012
When MCS first becomes a reality
for us, our live are often filled with many items we have, up until
that time, taken for granted: personal care products, clothing,
cleaning supplies, electronics, etc… When most of us first get sick
we go through a period of confusion and denial. For months or years
we may have no idea why we feel terrible all the time. Many of us
go through numerous standard healing channels attempting to get
better; often hoping that somewhere there is a doctor that can just
give us a pill that will return us to health. Eventually a lot of
us figure out that it is, in fact these things that we have filled
our lives with that are causing the problem: the car we have driven
for years makes us sick, the shampoo we have used since we were a
teenager fogs out our brains, or perhaps the clothing we have
filled our closets with for several years is made out of a fabrics
and dyes that we can now no longer tolerate.
In response to discovering what MCS
is and that we have it; we often go through a phase of letting
items we once took for granted drop away. For myself my full
wardrobe was reduces to less then a dozen items, my bathroom had
only a bar of soap - down from my previous full inventory of
personal care products, my bed became an organically grown cotton
futon with no pillows and I had to get rid of my relatively new
car. Fashion, comfort, and convenience were all let go in the name
of trying to not be in a constant state of severer MCS reaction.
The definition of a ‘quality environment’ had taken on an entirely
new meaning then it had only a few years before.
Don’t get me wrong, for me this
process of letting go was not done overnight and was not always
done with a cheery smile; it was a process of gradually letting go
of things I was often quite attached to. It took (looking back on
it) longer then it perhaps should have and was often done with a
fair amount of cursing and holding on to some items tooth and nail.
I had, in many ways, liked my previous life; I loved good cloths,
interesting hair styles, and the convenience of my well running
car. To get better I had to give up other choices as well; drinking
and smoking had to go and I absolutely loved smoking. I enjoyed the
freedom to buy and consume items because they fit into my budget
and lifestyle, instead of having to choose primarily on their
status as an MCS trigger. But these choices had to be
made.
During this time I tried to adopt a
positive attitude of ‘Just doing what ever is needed to feel
better’, or at least keep this attitude as much as possible.
Keeping a positive stance on this was at times easier with some
items then others. Let’s face it, I didn’t really care what
deodorant I used as long as it did the job. Nor did I care what
kind of kitchen appliance I was using either. The category of items
that was purely functional, could be easily replaced, and had no
emotional attachment associated with them. They tended to be the
easiest set. Next were items such as my car, I liked that car and
it was the newest vehicle I have ever owned. It was a position that
I was actually proud of. I still had a motorcycle that I drove as
my only vehicle for years after this, but in Seattle Washington
driving a motorcycle year around can present its own set of
challenges. There was an entirely different class of items, such as
the car, that did at times have some emotional value to them but
giving them up was really more about making my life more difficult.
They were the items given up that could not be, at least easily,
replaced.
The category of items that I most
did not want to let go was the ones that I had the strongest
attachment to, the ones that I had created identity meaning toward.
Really these were not just individual items such as my favorite
jacket, a styling jell I used to love or an end table that I
thought looked really good in my apartment but rather larger
categories such as fashion and style. In my late teens and early
twenties I had a great love for interesting shirts, paired with
skinny ties, stylish jackets with eye catching broaches, all topped
off with interesting hair styles. A friend of mine who had not seen
me in twenty years but whom I have recently re-connected with told
me about one of the first times she saw me, “I’ll never forget you
leaning up against the red Volkswagen Jetta, smoking your cigarette
with that black jacket you used to love so much. You had on that
silver and green skinny tie with the dancing figures sewn into the
front and your hair just coming down in from of your eyes. You
looked so cool…” Now, of course this was the end of the 80’s and
this sort of look was ‘in’ at the time but I really miss being able
to dress well. I am at heart what would have been called a ‘dandy’
a century ago. I love fashion, not what is necessarily fashionable
at the time but creating my own look and standing out. What is
often referred to ‘peacocking’ in today’s club crowd. I really do
think that out of all the things I had to give up with the onset of
MCS fashion was the most difficult, or perhaps more precisely
easily purchased stylish clothing.
At the time I tried to keep as
detached an attitude as possible; to see that each item I gave up
brought me closer to feeling better. During this time there was
simply nothing as important as regaining my health. Everything took
a back seat to the idea that one day I would again be able to spend
time without a constant and severer MCS reaction. But something I
did not do was try and honor just how much of what was given up
really meant to me; things that to this day I’m still made a little
sad by when I think about them.
So what do I mean by honoring what
we have let go? One thing I do not mean is giving up all hope of
getting them back. I have the belief that one day I will be free or
MCS; whether or not this turns out to be true is irrelevant, it is
a thought that has kept me sane for the last twenty two years. What
I do mean by honoring what we have let go is to take a moment and
really feel the impact that the loss (temporary or not) has on us
as we strive to regain our lives. I’m not only talking about really
feeling the impact of an item’s loss but also being thankful for
letting it go so we can begin to feel better and being thankful for
the space it makes for better things to come.
For every change we make with MCS,
there is both a loss and a gain. Taking a moment and truly feeling
the impact of both the loss and the impact of the gain will help
with the transition. Every time we let go of something go we not
only have the opportunity to feel better because a MCS trigger is
being removed from our environment but also letting go makes a
space within us that can be filled by new and better things to
come. If I get rid of cloths that I can no longer wear then there
is now room for new cloths that can both look good and don’t cause
a MCS reaction. If I am no longer finically burdened by a vehicle
that is making me sick I now have freed up resources to get
transportation that will work for me. If I let go of people in my
life that are unwilling to accommodate MCS then there is now room
in my life for those who will.
So when I talk about honoring these
sometimes hard transitions I am really talking about feeling the
pain of the loss associated with letting go and also feeling the
lightening and wonder associated with the expectations of better
things to come.
So, take a moment and ask yourself
if there is something that MCS has required that you put aside for
the time being that you may still be holding on too? If needed make
a list of such items. Is this holding on in a physical or just an
emotional way? Once you have something in mind ask yourself what
you will miss (or do miss) the most about it? Ask in what way will
this make me feel better when it is gone (or when it was let go
of)? Then ask what space giving it up will make in your life for
new and better things to come? If need be, do this for as many
items as is required. I suspect that as you go through a list you
will begin to feel lighter and freer before you know it. Holding on
to a past life keeps us stuck in place, letting items go, even if
it is just temporary, will allow each of us to move on more rapidly
as we strive toward our own individual definition of
Thriving.