My dear body has been working overtime and is exhausted. It’s been literally through hell and I am seeing some of the side effects besides the pain. Yet miraculously, the pain has become much more tolerable on most days, and is not hindering me much from day to day. Again not all days are equal and while it’s easy on some, on others I feel crippled. The fatigue is a whole different story and I did come down with a nasty cold that has lingered for two weeks. It was hard to get rid off when you you can’t take time to rest and look after yourself properly. Luckily I have reached the tail end of it, putting it behind me. The only thing left is some congestion on my heart and lungs.
I believe there is a reason for everything. I believe there are no ordinary moments. I believe that pain is one of our greatest teachers, bringing into awareness that something is out of balance. I believe that our own thoughts, our fears and our ego can be a great enemy to ourselves, only making life harder than it has to be. What wisdom would the old healer hold and say to us, speaking directly to our soul?
It’s not your back that hurts, but the burden.
It’s not your eyes that hurt, but injustice.
It’s not your head that hurts, it’s your thoughts.
Not the throat, but what you don’t express or what you say with anger.
Not the stomach that hurts, but what the soul does not digest.
It’s not the liver that hurts, it’s the anger.
It’s not your heart that hurts, but love.
And it is love itself that contains the most powerful medicine.