Even tiny stresses flip your nervous system from “rest and digest” to “fight or flight.” In that instant, blood vessels in the gut constrict while the surrounding muscles tighten; a moment later they may rebound and dilate. That squeeze-release tug-of-war—called a visceral spasm—creates the sharp, cramping pain many of us feel. If your alarm system is already wound tight, the gut over-reacts to the lightest flicker of worry, so a minor fray can feel like a full-scale threat.

At night the world goes quiet; distractions fade. Your brain finally has space to process the day’s worries, so the fight-or-flight chemicals can rise just as you’re trying to rest. The gut, wired directly to that same system, often joins the night shift.

Yes—calming isn’t a cure, yet it often softens the intensity and length of flares. When your body senses safety, it down-regulates stress hormones that can amplify inflammation. Many clients notice gentler symptoms and quicker recovery when we build daily “reset” moments.

Absolutely. Some people see pictures; others feel sensations, hear words, or just “know” things. We use whatever style your brain prefers. The change comes from focused attention and safety signals, not from vivid pictures.

No referral needed. You can book directly. If you’d like me to coordinate with your GP or specialist, I’m happy to do so—with your written consent.

Mid high school doubled over with unbearable abdominal pain Making my way to the gym to make the reverse charge phone call to mum. I’d made the walk past the empty classrooms, thinking I’m not going to make it. Relief as the cool air swept over me, entering through the double doors of the gym I picked up the handset of the orange Telstra Payphone to make the reverse charge call.

Waiting at the front of the school, The muscles of my body relaxed a little more as I saw the familiar Mercedes Benz rounding the corner. It had felt like an eternity. Feeling better already as I fell into the front passenger seat of the car. Upon getting home I go to the toilet to relieve myself, feeling back to my old self soon after.

The next day arrives, my body feels heavy, uniform on I step into the school ground and it is a repeat of the day before. What I was unable to say with my words, My body communicated loudly.

The Light-Bulb Years Later
BQ (body intelligence) realising my body had been there to protect me all along. Having this realisation I'll tell you how it works for me.

Some time after the epiphany, sitting outside at a family friends outdoor table, next to my husband, enjoying the lovely warm day. We were chatting with the family friend who was on the opposite side. Beginning to feel the cramping of my body, which I’d now learnt to listen to, I stopped, taking a mental step back from what was going on, surveyed my surroundings, then listened to what was being said, realising I was being verbally attacked by the family friend. My body had recognised this before I was consciously aware of what was going on.

Now when my body starts to cramp with IBS I thank it for being there for me. It lets me know that I feel/am unsafe. Provides me with a means of escape (pain).

This is not the only incident where something like that has occurred, I've now observed this happening many a time. When IBS does come up for me, I thank it for being there.