Sometimes when we get ill, we feel like we’ve lost all our power. That everything is out of our control. We doubt we will be well again. We doubt we will be happy again. We doubt we will engage with life again. We doubt life could be fun again. We might even doubt that life is working for us.

And that often ends up being the time when we finally learn who we are and what we’re made of. Sometimes that comes through as a huge breakthrough, but sometimes it comes from a new sense of awareness and choices of small things every day.

A big component to healing is figuring out how to sit with ourselves and explore what’s been going on in our inner mind. Hearing the stories or beliefs we tell ourselves, whether or not they are actually what we want, or serving us for our highest good. Seeing the images we are imagining for our future, and asking: Are these going to help me or hinder me? Feeling what was buried deep down, and might have been for a long time.

And in the midst of that, it’s like we’re covered in a huge pile of boulders. And we do our best to poke out the tiniest bits… if we do too much, the mountain of boulders may tumble down and then we feel like we’ve gotten stuck under even more debris.

And the boulders are still there. But who is going to clear them, if not us? We have to be the one to decide that we no longer want to live under this pile. It’s draining us. We want more. We want sunlight. We want happiness. We want life. Then we start identifying what we want and find there is so much more out there for us. So we use those wants to motivate us as we continue to chip away at the stones… finding things here and there to help us. Until one day, seemingly out of the blue, a huge boulder is lifted and the brightest beam of sunshine peaks through. And that moment is all it takes for us to know we are on the right path. So we continue at it diligently, until we come to the realization that we might not need to remove boulders anymore because things are more comfortable. Or maybe we realize there are a couple of rocks left and we can get to them when the time and place is right.

And that’s when life opens up again. But it has to start with the decision to clear them. No matter how huge the pile is. The decision to believe that it’s clearable. Or there is no path forward.

So if you are choosing to clear the boulders, you might as well embrace the journey. It can take you further than you ever imagined possible.

Be well,

Steph