Today’s post, This I know is brought to you courtesy of my Writing for Wellness Blog. I’ve copied and pasted it here for your convenience!
There are many, many things I don’t know about health and wellness. I have much to learn about the journey of healing and being truly healthy in every way – body, mind, heart and soul. We live in a world of discovery and almost every day, it seems, we are finding out more about how the human system functions and interacts. Science is uncovering more and more truths for us to resonate with. Truths that we have known in our hearts since time began. I love being alive at this time. A time when the Universe is not only unfolding as it should, but is also revealing to us some of the deeper mysteries of our sojourn here.
Many years ago, when my Fibromyalgia was in constant flare-up and I seemed to be losing bits and pieces of my life every day, I was sitting in the dentist chair when he shared with me that there was a healer coming to his church for a week and he was encouraging me to attend a healing service so that my Fibromyalgia might just simply disappear. This man, my dentist, knew me to a certain extent. I had been the French Teacher at the school his children attended and for some time, had also attended the church he was speaking of. So he was aware, for example, that I’d had to leave teaching and that my circle of activity was becoming smaller and smaller. He was a good, kind man and was wanting so much to help me.
I listened, I pondered, and I responded that I chose not to seek healing in this manner. I told him “I believe that Fibromyalgia has come into my life for a reason and that I will have this until I have learned all that I am meant to learn.” He then asked if I would be willing to have the church elders come and anoint me with oil for healing. And I responded that the scripture says “If any of you is sick, let him (her) ask….” and that I was not asking and that this was my prerogative. His response was that I was way too hard on my self! And that’s okay. He spoke from his reality, just as I spoke from mine. Was I saying that this is true for everyone? That whatever your illness, your distress is, you should walk with it and not seek healing in whatever form it presents itself?
In today’s world of the internet, we pretty much have the world’s libraries available through our keyboard. Whatever your condition, your state of body or mind, your field of interest, you can find articles, research, books, opinions and expert advice for it. For every question about health and wellness, there seem to be a myriad of answers and many claim to be THE answer, THE solution, THE method. Am I saying you shouldn’t look for answers?
As many things, modalities, answers, truths that are out there that I don’t know about, there is one thing I know and it is this: your journey to wellness is yours, yours alone. It is not mine, or the neighbour’s, or your doctor’s or your mother’s….it is your journey. There are going to be those who have suggestions, those who are sure they have the answer,and those who think you should do this one thing. There are going to be those who think you’ve lost your mind to be choosing to do what you’re doing, those who are sure you’re on the wrong path, those who don’t know what the hell you’re even talking about.
I know this: there is no ONE answer, no ONE method, no ONE diet or eating plan, no ONE healer or doctor or specialist. There is, however, only ONE you and it matters that you honour that ONE person. You do that by listening to your own self, by evaluating for your own self, by researching for your own self. It’s your body, your health, your life and at the end of each day, the only person in your skin is you.
For me, the path to wellness has had some deep valleys, some boulders to crawl over, some heavy mud to shovel out of the way. There have been mountains to climb and an abyss so deep it almost swallowed my soul. There has been agony and angst, defeat and despair. Does your path look like this? Perhaps, perhaps not. Your path to wellness may be strewn with daisies and four-leaf clovers. Does that mean I lost my way? Did something wrong? Didn’t see the signposts set out for me? Does it mean you are living in la-la land? No, it means that my journey is mine and your journey is yours. The beauty is that, whatever our journey looks like, we can connect, we can sit together for a while “side by each” as they say in Newfoundland, and catch our breath together, or share wisdom.
This I know!