Ever really notice how the body heals itself? A cut or bruise or broken bones over time will be made whole And even when the healing results in a body that feels less than whole and we sense the loss of what used to be We can choose to move forward This body knows what to do If we allow it And while we may complain about how long this healing takes We can also trust that it will somehow do the best it can So what I wonder is why we often fail to trust the healing of wounds to our heart Or the list of damages our mind holds onto sometimes year after year Why not trust our heart-mind to make us whole or move us forward toward a place of equanimity? But always and only if we allow it
How We Heal
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