When I started this journey a week, I will admit that I had expectations and preconceptions along with my intentions about what this journey would look like, and how it might unfold. The first day went as planned, and also the second day. And then…
If this was an actual walking pilgrimage, it would be comparable to walking on the path, getting the rhythm of your days under you, and then unexpectedly getting sick just and having to stop, just as you were getting going. And then not just having a cold or a fever, but throwing up, feeling horrible, and having it go on for more than 24 hours, even more than 48 hours. It feels like you're pulled off the path almost as soon as you got on.
But what if getting sick isn't actually getting pulled OFF the path, but is actually a necessary part of the journey?
That is what these past six days have felt like to me. Not at all what I thought or expected them to look like, but somehow a very necessary journey in and of itself. Getting sick last Saturday evening, throwing up for over 36 hours, and then after not feeling at all right has made for a long week of sleeping, being in bed, not doing much, seeing a couple of alternative health practitioners, and contemplating what the gifts are from this experience. Because I know that it's all good…there is a wisdom and a "rightness" about this time of feeling so strange in my body.
Something is being brought up to my conscious awareness from deep within my core so that I can see it, name it, release it, and heal it….
And it has taken this process and this timing for it all to converge and reveal itself.
I am so curious about what is coming up to be revealed and healed…
It's something to do with my gallbladder and its associated out-of-balance emotion - resentment.
I wonder what wants to reveal itself.
If this was an actual walking pilgrimage, it would be comparable to walking on the path, getting the rhythm of your days under you, and then unexpectedly getting sick just and having to stop, just as you were getting going. And then not just having a cold or a fever, but throwing up, feeling horrible, and having it go on for more than 24 hours, even more than 48 hours. It feels like you're pulled off the path almost as soon as you got on.
But what if getting sick isn't actually getting pulled OFF the path, but is actually a necessary part of the journey?
That is what these past six days have felt like to me. Not at all what I thought or expected them to look like, but somehow a very necessary journey in and of itself. Getting sick last Saturday evening, throwing up for over 36 hours, and then after not feeling at all right has made for a long week of sleeping, being in bed, not doing much, seeing a couple of alternative health practitioners, and contemplating what the gifts are from this experience. Because I know that it's all good…there is a wisdom and a "rightness" about this time of feeling so strange in my body.
Something is being brought up to my conscious awareness from deep within my core so that I can see it, name it, release it, and heal it….
And it has taken this process and this timing for it all to converge and reveal itself.
I am so curious about what is coming up to be revealed and healed…
It's something to do with my gallbladder and its associated out-of-balance emotion - resentment.
I wonder what wants to reveal itself.
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