Healing

Sure, in the 90's we all focused on spiritual healing. We talked. We went to self help groups, often with a 12 step focus. We did the "support group" thang. Many went to the Course in Miracles, joined spiritual study groups, while others did pricey self help groups often considered cults. All of these things really taught the same thing! We told our story, we shared our experience, strength, and hope. We listened to yours! We learned to be, do and have, in that order. Be where you are, practice honesty, practice being true to yourself and others, and clean up your past. Make amends. Make good on past mistakes, pay past bills, settle old accounts. Finish unfinished business on all levels. Talk things out. Journal.....Healing was a lot of mental or emotional work. Was it ever WORK! It was exhausting but necessary.

I titled today's blog Healing and wondered at how much has changed. Today, healing is much more simplified. I fell, I injured my shoulder. I had the required surgery. I have a long healing process before I can use my right arm. Healing! Heck, stirring a large glass of tea too fast can cause pain. Pulling blankets over me after my beloved has rolled over and took them with him can be a total pain. I can't use my right arm to do this, so I must literally get out of bed to reach over with my left! NUTS! But it's easy compared to the "healing work" that the teachers challenged us with. It's easy compared to the gut wrenching moral inventories that shook me to the core. It's nothing compared to growing up! I get to sit and relax and learn new things, play with new tools, figure out creative ways to work with my left hand. The joy of being able to slice with a sharp knife was almost funny. Equally funny was splatting a large spoonful of dressing all over the counter. By the time I am really healed, I'll also be ambidextrous. That is really good in a kitchen designed for a lefty.

Healing can take on many facets. The physical is the easy one in many respects. I am grateful for all the work I've done on my Psyche, but still find patience is key to any real healing. Patience comes and goes.