Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Dearest God,

One of my favorite little books is entitled, "Heal Your Body." Five dollars on the shelf it takes a look at physical maladies with an eye on the metaphysical. A wholistic book the idea is that there is a body-mind-spirit connection. When a physical illness is detected, one needs to look behind the symptoms, deeper into the psyche and spirit to see if there is a metaphysical response. Often I have picked up the book to understand my own physical problems. Almost without exception the book has targeted an issue I was addressing. How do they do that? Darn!

Two days ago I started itching. I know the itch, poison ivy. I had hoped I would escape the evildoer this year. On both legs. I'm trying a new treatment. Most years I have to go through at least two rounds of prednizone, sometimes three to get rid of it. Over the counter drugs do not help me. I'm trying something different.

But the greater question is this: Where is their poison in my soul, my mind? Have I allowed externals to enter my internal life with poison? Am I poisoning myself or have I permitted some kind of poison to attach itself to me? Where do I need to do a cleanup, ridding myself of poison?

I find this exercise enlightening, but rarely do I enjoy its message. However, it does help me face unwanted issues that are hidden away inside, not wanting to see the light of day. When I muster the courage to explore deeper pain, I make discoveries that give me opportunity to change my life, be transformed. My physical plight can lead me to greater realms of healing.

"Heal Your Body" does not hold every answer to be sure. But it's been on target so many times for me, it's scary. Often it illuminates my own truth. I see what I need to look at. How I deal with it is up to me. I can use it for my own aid or ignore it.

The daily obstacles of life never cease. I keep tripping myself up. Yet, you have given me spiritual insights into my physical troubles, teaching me the way of transformation. You never leave me alone. Your constant presence is a source of comfort and hope. I still need to learn so much.

Great Physician,
my soul is troubled.
My inward way
is distressed.
Poison
has found its way
into my soul
again.
Like the psalmist
I ask for cleansing.
I want to stand before you
clean,
always clean.
Purify my soul,
rid my body of poison.
Let my mind
be fixed on you.
Great Master of Love,
fill me only
with love from heaven.
Allow your love
to clean me
inside and out.
Refresh me
so I will be a trustworthy vessel
of love and mercy
for you.

Love always, Andrea