Beware the Chemicals

What you’re about to read is guaranteed to upset a lot of people.

For that reason, I’m going to start this off with this: what you’re about to read is strictly for entertainment purposes only. I include that for legal reasons only.

Over the years, I’ve hosted hundreds of live events. These have ranged from small backyard barbecues to events with over 400 people. Throughout those events, I’ve noticed one particular message come through over and over with 100% consistency. What I’m about to share isn’t a message that comes through once in a while, but for every single group reading I’ve ever hosted.

And it has to do with jewelry.

During every group reading, I’ll point out at least one woman who has skin reactions to junky jewelry. Some people, for whatever reason, have reactions to junky jewelry, those earrings or rings made with mixed metals. I’ll be drawn to them over and over again, and the message is the same every single time:

The people who react to junky jewelry are the same people who should not dye their hair.

Over the hundreds of readings that I’ve given (thousands at this point, really), I’ve come to determine it has something to do with how toxic chemicals make up most hair dye. When a person sits for hours with hair dye on their head, like a nicotine patch, our skin absorbs those chemicals over and over again.

I’m not a doctor, nor am I a scientist. I couldn’t even tell you what’s in hair dye, but I’ve heard that pregnant women shouldn’t dye their hair because of what it could potentially do to their system.

Why is it okay for non-pregnant women to dye their hair?

I say all of this while also acknowledging a singular truth: a person can do whatever they want with their body, because it’s their body. I am a believer in the “Democracy of Self,” and have told women this before, with a handful of women telling me they don’t care: they’ll die early. Their vanity was that important to them.

As is their right.

A couple of years ago, I hosted a large group reading in Newport, VT. After accurately picking up on this in three separate women, a hairstylist approached me after the event. She told me I was onto something because hairstylists die from bladder cancer at an incredible rate.

Believe me when I say that hairstylists hate it when I bring this up, but bring it up I have to. Imagine how some people could be hypersensitive to these chemicals yet continue to ingest them through their skin for decades. There are no scientific studies, as far as I can tell, that track women who dye their hair over decades of their lives and what that could potentially do to their systems.

Pointing out people who are sensitive to junky jewelry happens consistently in every group reading, as I’ve said. The powers that help me, out of all the topics they could direct me to, choose this phenomenon to discuss regularly. From their side of reality, it seems important to let people know.

Finally, for those who also feel that dyeing their hair is important, whether or not you react to junky jewelry, try to go as organic or natural as possible when it comes to dye.

Humans, apparently, run the risk of side effects from chemicals commonly thought to be safe.

And that brings me to another chemical many of us use regularly.

A couple of weeks ago, a family asked me to sit with a woman who was in hospice. I went to her house, and she was there, on a bed in her living room, in the last stages of her life. Members of her family joined me that day, and I sat with her for a couple of hours. I explained to her what was going to happen when she passed away, who she’d be joining, and what it would be like for her once she had her feet under her.

At the end of the session, I asked her if she had any questions, and she did, in fact.

She wanted to know why, out of five children, she was the only one who got cancer. Not only had she been the only one out of five who got cancer, but she beat it three times prior, with this being the fourth and final round she was fighting.

As soon as she asked the question, the strong smell of bleach hit me in the face.

So I told her what happened.

She and her family exchanged looks, and they knew what I was referencing. Apparently, this woman was known as a “clean freak,” and over the decades, she obsessively cleaned her house with bleach.

This revelation blew me away, and on one hand, I was happy to provide answers. Still, I was disappointed that we live in a world where carcinogens can sit plainly on a grocery store shelf, and all we have to do is buy them, bring them home, and dump them out to be exposed to their negative side effects.

Just like hair dye.

I try not to be frustrated that we live in a world that 1) has convinced most people to hate their body and their looks, and 2) has come up with a solution that not only drains them of their money but also of their health.

The solution? I’m not sure I have one, aside from being highly discerning about which chemicals we bring into our homes and which we let into our bodies. And if you’re a person who reacts to junky jewelry? Be careful with that hair dye.

Your life might literally depend on it.