This is not a happy post.
Does it seem to you, as it does to me, that the more advanced, scientific knowledge we accrue about disease, the more delicate, elusive, and enigmatic true health and wellness become?
I have a client (of the canine persuasion) whose health and wellness have been in jeopardy for a few years now. This little fellow, whom I’ll call Johnny, is about 11 years old, and something happened to him several years ago that threw his entire being into a state of pain and angst.
Through the years that have followed nothing has helped. Though everything possible in the realm of veterinary and alternative medicine, diet, and body work has been done for him, Johnny has never been the same since this occurrence.
I’ve worked with Johnny several times, and what I’ve gotten from him consistently (which is in line with his doctors’ and chiropractors’ take on things) is that he had a spinal insult/injury, from a fairly minor fall or twist, that quickly became his nemesis.
After recent encouraging responses to a couple of new treatment modalities, I have just learned that Johnny has gone into kidney failure and quit eating. I am so sad, and this has engendered an entire inner dialogue within yours truly about what it is that makes us heal or not.
It certainly doesn’t seem to be scientifically quantifiable or explicable. Sometimes yes, but sometimes no. We have all heard of those cases of spontaneous healing, even when the body is ravaged by cancer. And then there are the cases of multi-personalities where one personality has asthma or diabetes, but none of the others do.
As I take a psychic look at Johnny’s sweet little body, there is the distinct impression that whatever injury he suffered threw everything about him—physical, mental, and emotional—into a completely different realm. A realm where, unfortunately, the balance of health and wellness were so undermined that he cannot heal. I don’t sense that Johnny is a dog-version of a multi-personality, but he has certainly been thrown into a restricted manifestation of himself where some kind of multi-dimensional disease has him in its grips.
WHAT is the missing piece? This kind of thing makes me wring my hands and cry out to the powers that be to please help me understand the soul’s journey, and why some souls take the right fork in the road and heal, and others take the left fork and don’t.
So how to address a case like Johnny’s, when nothing is really working?
For me, it comes right down to working on the soul level, as nebulous as that feels while we are encased in our physical forms. And soul work was begun with Johnny just two or three weeks ago, using some of Dr. Bach’s amazing flower essences, which specifically address the psychological/emotional aspects of healing rather than the physical.
But here’s the hard part. Might it be that accessing Johnny’s inner depths with these vibrational essences is what took him into his final journey for this incarnation? Might that level of access have enabled him to choose a path that he has longed for—one that we may not consider “healing,” but that is in line with his soul-growth?
I think this paradoxical question exposes the kernel of what we’re here to learn: to accept the many seemingly meaningless turns of events that each of our souls experience–some leading to what we would define as “good” things, but some perhaps leading even to what we cataclysmically call “death.”
So are we ready to say goodbye to Johnny? I don’t know. I’m grieving with Johnny’s mom and trying, once again, to access my own inner spiritual understanding and accept that Johnny’s path is the right one, and that the best we can do is bless him on his way.
Not to deny the grief. Grief is a gift and yet another channel for our own soul-growth and multi-dimensional health and wellness.
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