My Ability to Ignore Distractions

I’m Marika Murray, a certified Health and Wellness Coach, Energy Healer and CIRS warrior. I lived undiagnosed with symptoms over 30 years before learning about CIRS and I hope my story will inspire you. This illness impacts everyone differently, use my posts as a guide and trust your intuition. I have a PhD in me, and so do you.

In a world that constantly pulls us in a thousand directions—pings from our phones, social media feeds, news updates, and the endless to-do lists—I found myself feeling more disconnected than ever. My mind was cluttered, my emotions were all over the place, and I couldn’t figure out who I was anymore. It wasn’t just about finding balance or learning to juggle things better—it was about something much deeper. I needed to reconnect with myself. And to do that, I had to start ignoring the distractions of modern society.

It wasn’t an easy decision. In fact, it felt like an act of rebellion. But over time, I realized that turning off the noise was the first step toward healing—not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually. If you’d asked me a few years ago, I might have thought the distractions of modern life were just part of being “productive” or “successful.” But I’ve come to understand that, for me, ignoring those distractions became imperative to discovering my authentic self and promoting healing.

At the height of my struggle with Chronic Inflammatory Response Syndrome (CIRS), I realized just how much the outside world was overwhelming me. Between doctors’ appointments, research on my condition, well-meaning friends and family members offering advice, and the constant pressure of society to keep pushing forward, I felt like I was drowning. On top of that, I had the endless barrage of notifications and emails that never seemed to stop. The noise wasn’t just external; it was internal too. I became addicted to staying busy, to constantly “doing” and “achieving.”

I thought I was being productive, but in reality, I was simply avoiding the deeper issue: I had no idea who I truly was beneath all the noise. I was caught up in what the world expected of me, in what I thought would make me “successful” or “worthy” of love and recognition. But none of it felt like me. It felt exhausting and hollow.

The symptoms of CIRS—fatigue, brain fog, sensitivity—made it even harder to engage with the world in the way I once did. And the more I tried to keep up with everything around me, the more lost I became.

It was during one of my deeper moments of frustration, lying in bed unable to do anything more than just breathe, that I realized I had to make a drastic change. I could no longer afford to be distracted by everything around me. I needed to stop filling my days with activities that didn’t serve me and start listening to my inner self.

I remember the first time I intentionally turned off my phone for an entire day. It felt incredibly uncomfortable at first, like I was missing out on something important. But as the hours passed, I started to notice something strange happening inside me: silence.

Without the constant stream of information and distractions, I began to hear my own thoughts more clearly. I started to reconnect with parts of myself that I hadn’t heard in years—the quiet whisper of my intuition, my needs, my desires. I realized that all the external noise had drowned out the voice of my authentic self. But in the silence, I could hear it again.

The more I chose to ignore the distractions of modern life, the more I realized that my authentic self wasn’t something I needed to search for. It was always there, buried beneath the layers of external influences and noise. I just had to be still enough to hear it.

For the first time in a long while, I gave myself permission to simply be. I didn’t need to fill my time with constant “doing” or productivity. I didn’t need to keep up with the latest trends or expectations. I started to focus on what truly mattered to me: healing. And healing, I learned, is not just about the physical body. It’s about reconnecting with your soul, with your true essence.

In the quiet, I started to feel my emotional wounds surface. I realized how much I had been ignoring my true feelings—fears, hopes, and desires—just to keep up with what society said I should do. I began to allow myself the space to process them. And when I gave myself the grace to feel those emotions fully, I found that healing wasn’t a linear path. It wasn’t about rushing through discomfort; it was about learning to be present with it, to let it flow through me, instead of avoiding it.

Healing, I discovered, also requires a supportive environment—one free of constant distractions. When I began to prioritize silence and solitude, I started creating an environment that nurtured my emotional and spiritual well-being. I began to spend more time in nature, walking in the woods, listening to the birds, or just feeling the sun on my skin. Nature, in its simplicity, became a powerful antidote to the noise I had been consuming. The rhythm of the world around me, the ebb and flow of the seasons, felt more in tune with my inner rhythm than anything I had encountered in the fast-paced world of modern society.

I also began to curate the people I allowed into my life. I realized that not everyone’s opinion was helpful, especially when it came to my healing journey. I had to set boundaries with people who added to my anxiety and stress, while allowing in those who supported my authentic path. It wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. It wasn’t about being “selfish”; it was about protecting the energy I needed to heal.

The more I disconnected from the distractions of modern society, the more I tapped into a source of strength I didn’t even realize I had. Healing wasn’t something that could be achieved by constantly doing or seeking approval from others. Healing came when I embraced my authentic self—when I listened to my body, my emotions, and my spirit.

Healing is a deeply personal journey, and it’s one that requires time, patience, and introspection. It requires us to face the truth about ourselves—the parts we’ve been ignoring, suppressing, or even hiding. The distractions of modern life can keep us running from those truths, but when we turn them off, we allow ourselves the space to find peace within.

I now know that the true path to healing begins with quiet—quiet enough to hear our own thoughts, quiet enough to listen to our bodies, and quiet enough to reconnect with the authentic selves we’ve been too busy to discover. And while it’s not always easy, the more I lean into that quiet, the more I heal, and the more I uncover the person I’ve always been.

The distractions will always be there—the emails, the notifications, the pressure to “do more.” But now, I understand the importance of turning those things off when I need to. I’ve learned that it’s okay to disconnect, to slow down, and to simply be in order to heal. The real work, after all, isn’t about constantly chasing external achievements—it’s about finding peace within, and allowing ourselves to be present with who we truly are.

And that, to me, is the essence of healing: not fixing ourselves, but returning to the truth of who we’ve always been. I didn’t leave my life, I found it.

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