Everything
changes. Indeed. We went to meet our new (potential) primary care doctor. She came
recommended by our wonderful previous doc who was quitting medicine for the
time being.
There’s something
disquieting about sitting in those small, white rooms with their “beds” covered
with stiff white paper and metal attachments, and with nothing beautiful to
look at. I thought this doc was okay – a bit
hard to tell on a first meeting. She was
basically business-like until I asked her about acupuncture, in which I’d heard
she had training. That got her
animated. But I can’t say I felt totally
comfortable, either there or with her. It’s
that western medicine thing again. I’ve been desperately trying to get my blood
sugar numbers down into the normal range by eating a low carb – no sugar
diet. She told me that the way to get it
down to normal is to exercise for thirty minutes five days a week. That’s something I’d never heard before and is more than I’ve been doing. Sigh.
I can up my swimming from 25 minutes to
30 and add in two more days of something.
I left the clinic
with an odd mix of feelings – that the new doc was probably fine, but that I
felt not quite comfortable with her.
Western medicine facilities are impersonal. What I’m really looking for is personal.
I’m tired of all
the specialists who seem to see you as just one organ or system, divorced from
the others. The doctors, even the
compassionate and well-intentioned ones, are ruled by the bean counters and
insurance companies. Our western clinics
are not designed to make you feel welcome or cared for. Just play the game by their rules and you’ll
be just fine. Right. I would soon come to hear at the intensive,
confirming my feelings and thoughts: “A practitioner needs to hear your story
and not just give a predetermined prescription.”
The upshot? We went back to another doctor we liked who
had moved to another medical group. She’s
still very much an allopathic doc, but a caring and open person who is willing
to consider alternative modalities.
What is healing?
According to
Deena Metzger, what is happening in our bodies and what is happening to the
earth are very much the same. She says:
It is no accident that so many illnesses that we are suffering at this time
in history are analogous to social and global ills, and so in treating the
individual we are being trained and called to bring healing to the society
at large. (“Can the World Mend in this Body?”
in Dark Matter #6, May, 2018).
The article goes
on to say:
Healing
is not necessarily restoring the original condition. It is not returning to
paradise. Healing is helping to align the individual with the trajectory of the
soul. Healing is the field of beauty through which the details of the larger
purpose of an individual’s current life in relationship to his//her own
history, ancestors, spirits, the present, the future, and global healing are
revealed and enacted.
This certainly
makes sense in light of what I have been exploring and writing about.
My SoulCollage® card for Deena Metzger
The earth is full
of brokenness. I am full of brokenness. What does that mean? Can we heal our private and personal selves
apart from healing the earth? I
certainly have no answers, only questions.
But maybe the fact that I have felt ill and longed for healing implies
something greater than me and my body’s troubles. Maybe something more or greater is required,
not just for the individual, but for the collective.
I defer to Deena,
who knows more about this than I do. She
says she had to learn that “… healing the
world would be the most direct way of healing myself.”
I’m not sure how to even begin to heal the
world, even a little bit.
One more bit of Deena
wisdom: “I developed a
mantra: Heal the life and the life will heal you.”
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