Asking the Divine
A friend of mine asked me a question about healing yesterday. If you haven’t noticed by now, the subject of healing is a particular passion of mine. When I heard Caroline Myss say, many years ago, “Why don’t we heal?” I literally bolted up straight in my chair will all senses humming. What I didn’t fully understand then, but I have learned to embrace now, is that I am a healer. You think I would have clued into that fact when the only thing I truly thrill about in life, revolves around this topic. I did some healing work on this same friend recently. She reports that she no longer has the chronic pain that had prevented her from doing the things she enjoys in life. For example, she has started to do yoga again, an activity that she had dearly missed. This story is not an uncommon one in my life. It is a typical outcome of the work that I do. I find healing to be a complex, infuriating, awe-inspiring-beyo...