Healing from The Healer

There was a moment on the beach this weekend when I asked myself, "How do I heal from The Healer?"

This extraordinary person who ~ without even trying ~ healed me.

I thought I would never get through that summer.

But I did.

And with each footstep I took on that beach ~ with each word that was shared ~ with each laugh that echoed amongst each wave ~ I healed.

I healed as the sun streamed down on my face ~ walking back and forth ~ playing joyfully with the dogs ~ 

            Life became so much simpler ~ so much sweeter.  I was happy again.

Summer turned to fall, and my confidence in myself grew.  There was no more shame from words once spat at me last spring.  Those words from another person were a distant memory now.  My self-esteem that was once shredded now blossomed again.  

I was healed.

This incredible soul ~ this incredible spirit ~ had healed me.

But for one weekend, I felt the loss of that healing spirit.

"How do I heal from The Healer?" I wondered.  

Healing from The Healer ~

The Healer ~

I cried, I prayed, I cried some more.

I walked that beach for hours ~ in fits of rain ~ then rays of sunshine.  The little dog and I.  This time alone.

I cried, I prayed, I cried some more.

Then felt the surge of a large wave crashing towards me.  Holding on to my little dog ~ keeping both feet steady in the submerged sand ~ remaining calm with nothing to hold onto but him.   

"How do I heal from The Healer?" I whispered, "How do I walk this beach alone?" 

I let go in that moment and trusted the path ~ the journey ~ I was on ~ 

And The Healer remained.

Happy to see me, talk with me, laugh with me.

The sea is calm today ~

                                       Life is serene ~

                                                                 And I am healed.

"You can be an agent for healing another 

by simply being present with them consciously and patiently."

~ J. J. Goldwag