The Light of Healing

Self Heal shows us our own gift for self-care

As a young child, I learned about the healing power of nature. A wound became a gift, and I was able to sense the energetic qualities of the natural world around me.

Over the years, this awareness would come and go, but really, it was there all along, that connection, the knowing, like a deep artesian well of the soul.


It was there all along… like a deep artesian well of the soul

But sometimes life doesn't go as one hopes. Things get put in our path that can be hard to deal with. These things often take us by surprise. I am experiencing this at this moment in time. This is a wondering that has pierced the very core of me.

Speaking with a friend a few days ago I described how I felt like I was on a train, and the signaling had malfunctioned and I was suddenly heading down a different track to the one I thought I was on. I'm hoping the signals will start working again and get me back on the track I was on, but for now the train is moving, and I don't know where it's heading.

And so, walking with the dog a couple of days ago, I saw this one solitary flower on the bank by the track through the reserve. Its botanical name is Prunella vulgaris, but is better known as Self Heal.

I felt its energy. Those deep flows of connection moving in me. Self Heal. A message from Mother Earth. I took a breath. Heal Self I whispered on each breath. I felt my feet connected to soil. I looked deeply at the plant in all its violet wisdom. I experienced a moment of connected stillness. A wide ocean of calm. No trains. Heal self. I smiled as I received this earth medicine for the soul.

That’s the thing I have been shown so many times, over so many years…. Nature has a way of giving us helping signs when we need them most: the hawk reminding us of taking a wider view, the tree showing us strength, the river saying go with the flow, and Self Heal reminding us of kindness to ourself.

I do not know how this will all play out, but I am learning this is a powerful ministry. And as the healing power of nature illuminates the healing power in me…. I am, in this moment, grateful 🙏

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you” - Rumi

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