Check out my experience with chronic health concerns in part 1 of this story…
As I wrote yesterday, it seemed unconscionable that I would give a presentation on having a solid relationship with health and wellness while experiencing deep dissatisfaction in my own relationship. I felt out of integrity and if giving a brief presentation on the topic was making me feel this uneasy, I’d better pay attention.
So I did. I allowed this opportunity to be the driving force of a wake-up call and decided I wanted to show up for this October 28th event having taken some creative steps in the re-writing process. I wanted a new story about health.
First, I took a cue from all wise, romantic plotlines, where the protagonist experiences heartbreak: I sat down and had a good cry. Where did we go wrong? How did it get to this? If you leave your sneakers where I’m inevitably going to trip over them, I’m inevitably going to throw them away, mister! Oh, wait, that’s a different story…
Then I took a page from my standard coaching playbook. I wrote. I answered my own questions, such as:
- What are my symptoms telling me?
- What is the deeper longing here?
- What’s the benefit of not feeling healthy?
- What would it look like to be in relationship with my body?
The most insightful piece of information this process provided was, unsurprisingly, around responsibility. I realized that I’ve kept looking externally for answers. I’ve been operating under the assumption that if only I found the right doctor who would be the perfect synthesis of Eastern and Western medicine, the epitome of heart-centered care and connected to top-notch specialists, I would quickly find my way. In this one part of my life, I longed to be puppet, I kept looking for someone else would tell me what to do at every turn. I realized I needed to begin viewing myself as the primary care physician. I needed to be the person I kept hoping someone else would be for me.
So it all comes back to me? Sigh. But then I realized I have experience in this area! After all, while this problem might feel overwhelming, I have tremendous experience solving troubling problems. We all do. I also know that my head can only make so much headway, so to speak. When solving troubling problems, it is better to access the heart. And in my perspective, the heart is that special point of connection to the Divine, to Source, to God, to the Light. It’s where I get intuitive hits. It’s where I feel less afraid.
To access the heart, I followed the lead of the Sufis. Sufism has this super cool practice of prayer called Remembrance, wherein you are essentially remembering God, that you come from Source, from Love and that everything is a part of Love. Even my crappy relationship with health is enveloped in love. Sweet, huh? (Note that I’m not actually a Sufi, so if I’m misrepresenting Sufis here, consider it plain ignorance. Mostly, I’m just a little in love with this spiritual practice.) My experience with Remembrance – and occasionally some other forms of prayer and meditation – is that it leads me to paths I wouldn’t have otherwise noticed. I come away with a measure of clarity about the next step to take.
Which is exactly what happened.
Tune in tomorrow for part 3 to this story…










