Today was a day in my life, not too unlike any other day and I loved it so much that I wanted to share it with you. I woke late after a good nights sleep relieved to find that my small fever of 101 degrees had abated after three days of bouncing around above normal. Also my intermittent dizziness and brief bout with high blood sugar levels had also resolved. I had strained my gut lifting something heavy, very awkwardly a few days prior and had probably give myself a small intestinal tear and a very mild case of septicemia. Some regular doses of proteolytic enzymes to speed the healing of the tear, lots of rest and limited activity along with green juice feasting and a trip to my chiropractor friend all brought successful resolve. Hooray! The first healing of the day done.
Before I even got out of bed, a friend of ours left a message that his mother was dying, inviting me to share in the emotional journey that lay ahead. It is a true honor to be asked and to be included during such a vulnerable time. We played phone and email tag throughout the day and he and I will enjoy our communications over the days and weeks ahead as we connect in that vast heart space together. Death and grief can be like a roller coaster ride. It has it's ups and downs. A time of deep healing is beginning.
Then, one of my best friends, who had just sustained a doozey of an injury called needing a reading. So I settled in to a deep long distance look. I was shown a lovely path for her to metaphorically walk along that would guide her back onto the road to health. As was the case for me, a little well placed self care along with a few supplements and a slight shift in the daily routines brought the balance that was needed. Healing number three.
Next my dear friend and former neighbor had come stateside to work on some pressing family needs and wound up exhausted and malnourished in just two weeks time by falling into an old family pattern of working too hard with poor self care. So, last night, after a good dinner at our house, he was much improved. And then he helped me with a little task that I badly needed done. So, I wanted to repay the favor and do something nice for him and headed off to the healthy food store and got him some very nice organic fruits and vegetables, a few organic grain products and some nice organic nut butter. Together he and I cleared out all of the pesticide laden, empty calorie white bread and other junk foods out of his cabin and sat him down to some decent nourishment with lots of fresh live food. He was so happy and it felt great for both of us. Healing number four.
After that I came home and made three clear broth soups for another dear friend who had just got out of the hospital. I had planned to bring her lovely vichyssoise, Julia Child's recipe. But her surgeon said clear liquids only, for a whole week. That meant that the leek and potato soup was off and coffee and jello were the suggested items on the menu. But sugar and caffeine don't make for the best nutrition, especially when trying to heal form such major wounds. So, while I was at our Co-Op, I picked up ingredients for bone broth, potassium broth and a chicken soup. I'm a vegetarian, but she is not, and her surgery involved lots of cartilage. So, I whipped up these three nice mineral rich organic recipes. Later I poured them through a sieve to make them clear. They should sustain and nourish her well for the first week of healing ahead.
To top off the day of healing, we headed off to a lovely all organic dinner with some very good friends of ours who live in a grove of trees. They are blessed each year by the return of the monarch butterflies who hang in lovely long strings while resting from their migration. As you may know, they have been in decline in recent years due to pesticides, GMO's and industrial-chemical-agricultural processes. Our friend has been filming the butterflies as they rest in the trees and has created an amazing piece of art, a prayer really, for YouTube to help increase awareness about these beautiful creatures who share our earth with us. It's simple beauty and grace moved me so deeply that tears were streaming down my cheeks and I knew that this work of true purpose, freely given, would help all of us and our world. It was a beautiful ending to a beautifully healing day.
© Josephine Laing, 2015