Happy Wednesday! I wanted to share this beautiful quote that I found recently from Ada Luz Marquez. I found it to be so very true and inspiring.
The old healer to the soul:
It’s not your back that hurts, but the burden.
It’s not your eyes that hurt, but injustice.
It’s not your head that hurts, it’s your thoughts.
Not the throat, but what you don’t express or say with anger.
Not the stomach hurts, but what the soul does not digest.
It’s not the liver that hurts, it’s the anger.
It’s not your heart that hurts, but love.
And it is love itself that contains the most powerful medicine.
I have been suffering from some unusual ailments in my body lately. I haven’t written about it much because I have been able to brush it aside. Yoga, mindful meditation, and journaling have helped me to overcome many of these issues and to focus not on myself but my circumstances. But recently, they all came to a head when I dislocated my thumb on my dominant hand (ouch!).
Not only was I in a lot of pain, I also had to learn to be humbled and childlike. This is something completely different than my take-charge nature. Not to mention that my husband was out of town at the beginning of my healing process and I had to depend on other body parts and the help of my eldest daughter to get things done around the house. Mom can’t be sick/hurt, right?
During this time, I couldn’t fall back on my yoga for support so I had to sit with myself and really explore myself, my circumstances, and my environment. I began to notice a pattern. I kept coming back to the same question over and over: are the things that I love or enjoy hurting or harming my path to becoming a better version of myself?
So, I take from this that it is not my thumb that hurts, but my lack of giving a helping hand or a healing hug.
