The fragility of the human condition suggests that we are in constant need of some form of healing at any given time. The maladies that we experience in our bodies, mind or emotions remind us that to care for ourselves is our primary calling and holy mandate. Human flourishing depends on the health that we experience and the health we seek to assist in others.
My wounded-ness is a mirror that helps me see my need for help and a window that helps me to seek out the care givers that exist all around me. Unfortunately my pride often gets in the way of the willingness to ask for assistance and advice on the journey back to health. Whether we like it or not we are designed with an intrinsic need for companionship, and that extends to our healing needs. While the immune system is profoundly unique in its capacity to govern our lives the need for a boost of resistance from outside sources is regularly required.
He who takes medicine and neglects to diet wastes the skill of his doctors. - Chinese Proverb
Most of the ill health we walk through is the result of things outside of our control but when we choose to neglect the wisdom that is universally on offer it can have dire results. Doctors are dispensers of wisdom that comes in the form of medication, advice, and a plethora of treatments that provide us with the necessary bolster that we cannot conjure up on our own. Wisdom as a divine force incarnates in many forms sometimes disguised as remedies that bestow solace and hope into our immediate trial. Wisdom as medication draws on the magical powers that reside in all of creation.
While we will all eventually die from some form of ageing process the ongoing life flow that we require comes from a delicate and intricate web of mitigating circumstances. When I have needed healing of some kind from the obvious outlets societal help there can also be unexpected surprise sources that arrive to bolster my faith in the healing mystery of the unexpected.
Fyodor Dostoevsky once said that the soul is healed by being with children. Those of you who have ever experienced the holy presence of children or grand-children can attest to this miracle. While they can test you to the limit they can also break through your defences and minister to your immune system in ways that defy logic. Their honesty, simplicity or creative genius can cause you to find joy and laughter in difficult times and be momentarily distracted long enough to find relief in your ailments. I often wonder if Jesus' comments on the Kingdom of God belonging to the children was a way of reminding us that if we are more trusting, receptive, and curious we might live a healthier (godly) life?
“Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.” ― Novalis
Another significant agent of healing is the arts, the primordial agent of the creator God reflected in all matter, medicating humanity through its divine essence. A poem, song, or story are all conduits of sacredness, soothing and satisfying our needs with the aesthetic of their imaginative interplay. Music has always been a wonderful healer in my life, arriving at exactly the right time bring light to my darkness and compassion to my depression and self pity. The Artist William Blake said that the imagination is the seat of God in the human condition... and no one does healing like the divine imagination.
As I notice and respond to the holy agents that present healing to me the more I will invariably pass it on to others. The law of reciprocity suggests that when you extend love and kindness to others it will always find its way back to you in good measure. Sometimes the best way to experience healing in your life is to find someone who needs the very same therapy and empathise with their ill health. Healing in its purest form is always a collaboration between the human and divine, the known and unknown, coming together to recalibrate our well being.
“Each of us has a unique part to play in the healing of the world.” ― Marianne Williamson