Why I Wrote “Germs Are Not Our Enemy”

(Or: How Hugging Dirt and Trusting My Gut Helped People Heal Themselves)

I did set out to challenge everything we’ve been told about germs—because the mainstream narrative was hurting people. I saw too many disheartened souls, confused and betrayed, suffering from blind faith in a medical system that treats symptoms like enemies and profits off fear.

This book wasn’t directly born from a grudge against hand-sanitizer (though let’s be honest, it’s an yucky chemical industry). It was born from decades of walking alongside patients, mothers, skeptics, scientists, farmers, and the occasional toddler whose system had been Lysol-ed into submission—all trying to make sense of what real health means in a world that sells us sickness.

I wrote this book because corporations are profiting from our disconnection—from our bodies, from nature, from each other—and that needs to stop. People deserve the truth. And the truth is: we are not under attack. We are out of alignment.

Your Inner Ecosystem Is Not a Mistake

You are not a fluke of biology waiting to malfunction. You are a beautifully designed, self-healing, microbe-rich masterpiece.

That sneeze?

That’s intelligence in action.

That mucus?

Don’t hate—it’s the original housekeeper. That “fever” you panic over?

A renovation crew coming in hot.

I wanted people to know that microbes aren’t just “germs” waiting to take you down—they are co-authors in your story, co-creators of your health, and co-habitants of your gut hotel. And trust me, they don’t want to trash the place. But if you keep trying to sanitize your biome, they will pack up and leave. And they’re taking your resilience, efficiency and ability to detox with them.

Health Is a Political Act

Yep, I said it. Your food choices?

Political.

Your medicine cabinet?

Political.

Your silence at the pediatrician’s office when they hand you a prescription you didn’t ask for?

That’s political too.

The body is not separate from the world—it is the world in miniature. And when we outsource our health to industries that profit from our confusion, we start to lose sovereignty over our own cells.

This book is my way of handing the mic back to the body—and to you. You don’t need permission to ask better questions. You don’t need a degree to reclaim your common sense. And you certainly don’t need another chemical cocktail to feel like you’re doing the “right thing.”

Our Choices Ripple Through Time

I wrote this for my ancestors, who understood the land. For the children who will inherit the terrain we either protect or poison. And for every person who ever felt like they were crazy for wondering why we treat the earth like a biohazard and our bodies like enemy territory.

Our health is not a solo project. What you eat, how you breathe, how you birth, what you flush—these choices create waves that affect your neighbors, your community, the bees, the frogs, and yes, the microbes under your fingernails. This isn’t about “going back to nature.” We are nature. You can’t return to what you never left, we just have to embrace and support more of what we are.

So Why Did I Write It?

Because the truth needed a book.

Because fear needed a rebuttal.

Because kids deserve to grow up believing they’re resilient, not defective.

Because you deserve to trust your body again.

Because the medical establishment needs a correction.

Because certain industries need to be put in their place.

And maybe—just maybe—because the world needs more love & acceptance, more dirt, and fewer antibacterial wipes.

So please, read the book. Gift the book. Get a little uncomfortable. Get a little inspired. Reconnect with the messy, miraculous, microbial you. And if your idea of self-care starts involving mud, minerals, milk and marrow broth—welcome to the club. That’s terrain cultivation, baby

📖 Germs Are Not Our Enemy is available now at www.germsarenotourenemy.com