When we are busy doing so much, we are not able to heal. Healing comes by slowing down – by being versus doing. It comes in the quiet moments.
I tripped and fell forward nearly three weeks ago, smack down on my chest and ribs. Other parts of me were bruised and scraped. It could have been far worse – thankfully, I didn’t hit my head or face, and nothing was broken – the worst was sprained ribs. As it is with such injuries, the pain wasn’t too bad that first day, but it quickly grew in intensity, sensitive to the slightest move of my body and fearful of sneezes and laughs. Two nights of painfully little sleep were all I would put up with. Patient First supplied non-drowsy pain medicine for daytime and a muscle-relaxer so I could get a good night’s rest and begin to heal.
Luckily, I didn’t have an appointment for about ten days – just a long to-do list of things that really did not have to be done right then. Feeling grateful for semi-retirement and a light schedule, I iced for three days, then alternated ice and moist heat. And I rested. After several days, I decided I could navigate the bath tub for a lavender-and-Epsom-salts bath. It was tricky, but I did it, and the temporary relief felt miraculous. I considered doing a castor-oil pack – a wonderful self-healing practice – but was too tired to set it up. I used my good arm and hand to perform Chi Nei Tsang (abdominal massage) on myself to keep digestion normal because who wants more discomfort? And I was careful to drink a lot of warm, herbal teas throughout the day for the same reason. I gently and lovingly massaged all the hurt areas, and I brought golden, healing light into my ribs and the intercostal muscles between them. Light and love are powerful healing energies. As I begin to feel less pain, I added a little rebounding – jumping gently on my mini-trampoline to keep my lymph flowing.
My husband, Allen, and my family and friends were loving and supportive. Allen nourishing egg breakfasts for me, saying things like, “I added a little of the new cheese because that makes it extra good,” and, “You just looked like you needed some help.” Family texted to check on me because phone calls might awaken me. My acupuncturist, Monte, fit me in the day after the fall and sent me off with some Chinese “trauma” herbs that looked and tasted like healing dirt to keep blood flowing to the injury. My colleague and friend, Karen, gave me a cranio-sacral treatment that released much of the tension that I was holding throughout my body. My dear friend, Gail, who didn’t know about the fall, invited me to her farm under pretext of a meeting. I arrived to discover there was no meeting at all – just private time and lunch for the two of us. She offered some energy healing, which I gladly accepted. And my longtime friend, Page, gave me a powerful and well-focused massage that released all remaining tension from my body. I am so happy to have the love, kindness and expertise of these people in my life!
In the midst of it all, the rains came. Rainy days are naturally conducive for relaxing and slowing down. As I write this, the sun is finally returning but rainy days were the norm for awhile. I allowed the grayness and the rainfall to slow me down and I eased into resting. And into receiving. I am a giver by nature, so it isn’t always easy for me to receive from others. I attended a Family Constellations workshop Sunday afternoon at which my constellation was enacted. The message I received was: you don’t have to do so much. It’s enough, and it’s beautiful, to just be you. Thanks to John and Gail for that. What an affirmation that was, and what perfect timing. I believe that the Universe gently tripped me three weeks ago to allow me to learn this important lesson. It is deeply healing – physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually – to slow down and become a receiver. To soften, and allow others to be the nurturers and to receive their gifts of comfort and care. There is joy in receiving – in doing less and in just being. This goes beyond slowing down for daily meditation time.
How much do we need to slow down? How slow is slow? Well, it’s probably slower than you think. Hopefully, you won’t have to be injured to find out.