Each person values the caregivers in their lives. Doctors, nurses, technicians, family, and friends provide their own unique, specialized support. Yet, each person took command of his/her own health. “Healing is my job.”
The day before my first surgery, I wrote in my journal:
The doctors may remove the tumor and pump me with medications, but it is up to me to heal. My mind, my attitude, my body, my spirit – they are one, indistinguishable and inseparable. I must bring all of who I am to this moment, to this task. I must live into it, embrace it, be grateful for it, and relish an experience that few get to savor.
I never wanted to “fight” my cancer. It is part of me, and I don’t wish to fight myself. Instead, I choose to love myself – cancer and all. I choose to care for what is sick and nurture my overall health.
While I choose to love cancer back to health, others face their own illnesses and choose to fight. Either way works – po-TAY-to, po-TAH-to. No matter what our struggles, we need to be true to ourselves and walk our own path.
The goal is the same – to heal.
Healing takes courage, and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it. Tori Amos
Here is a short post by Jack Kornfield on healing (read now).