Today’s the first day of the new moon in cancer. With all her divine feminine energy, we lady-identified persons have some real wind on our backs to launch our sweetest and most secret of plans.
If you are in pain, be in pain. But don’t be a pain. Sit with your raw emotions and be a grownup. Hold your own heart.—Chani Nicholas
“If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill.” ― Rumi. As my back injury malingers, I keep thinking that I need to sort out what really needs healing in my life before I’m mobilized again. And as I ogle my ceiling, the list keeps getting longer. What am I still missing, universe? Maybe once I sort this out, I can finally spring with this rhapsodic Spring. Rumi also says: The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Dorothy Parker once said, “Money cannot buy health, but I’d settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.” This year that quote hits me with a double-burger level of irony: Upon posting the fattest check I’ve ever sent to the IRS, I doubled over in a back spasm and still haven’t been able to straighten without squawking. It’s hard to gracefully absorb the meaning of a physical metaphor when gritting your teeth with an ice pack and Old Testament levels of pain–but sometimes such an alarm clock is the only way the subconscious can get through to you. As usual, the first and foremost message is this: never take health and mobility for granted. Beyond that, as I ogle my ceiling and cancel my appointments, all I can say is: You’ve got my attention, universe. I am listening.
Today’s the first day of the new moon in cancer. With all her divine feminine energy, we lady-identified persons have some real wind on our backs to launch our sweetest and most secret of plans.
“If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill.” ― Rumi. As my back injury malingers, I keep thinking that I need to sort out what really needs healing in my life before I’m mobilized again. And as I ogle my ceiling, the list keeps getting longer. What am I still missing, universe? Maybe once I sort this out, I can finally spring with this rhapsodic Spring. Rumi also says: The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Dorothy Parker once said, “Money cannot buy health, but I’d settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.” This year that quote hits me with a double-burger level of irony: Upon posting the fattest check I’ve ever sent to the IRS, I doubled over in a back spasm and still haven’t been able to straighten without squawking. It’s hard to gracefully absorb the meaning of a physical metaphor when gritting your teeth with an ice pack and Old Testament levels of pain–but sometimes such an alarm clock is the only way the subconscious can get through to you. As usual, the first and foremost message is this: never take health and mobility for granted. Beyond that, as I ogle my ceiling and cancel my appointments, all I can say is: You’ve got my attention, universe. I am listening.