Fern beginning to grow on Little Sugar trail.
A little over a year ago, I was approached in the Newark airport and asked if I was a healer. Fresh off of a 14+ hour flight from India, exhausted and desperately in need of a shower, I replied to the question with a question and furrowed brow, “Why? Why do you ask?” As the conversation unfolded over fruit cups & coffee, he shared that the energy he could feel from me, as I went up an elevator and he down an escalator was powerful. He said he could feel my energetic vibration; it was strong and he wanted to know of my work. A bit surprised by his answer, I shared I was a holistic health coach, led yoga and group fitness classes and was returning from 3 weeks in India with 2 women I’d coached. But a healer…I was not.
Or was I? Am I?
This was the first time a stranger approached me with this question, but not the first time I’d been told my presence and energy was healing. I’d brushed it off in the past because I was afraid. Afraid it was New Age-y and Ungodly. After this encounter I did not feel that and something in me stirred. As the year moved forward, I’d be approached by strangers, acquaintances and others with similar inquiries. No longer could I ignore, I needed to do what I invite others to do.
I pressed in. I asked the hard questions. I explored. I listened.
I was texting earlier this week with one of my dearest friends and used this phrase, Healers Rise Up, in reference to the worldwide awakening we are experiencing. She asked where that phrase came from or was it a hashtag I’d seen. I said, no. It came from me. Maybe it is a hashtag and I’ve just not seen it, but in the moment it came directly from my heart.
I believe this. I believe it’s time. It’s time for healers to say yes, I am, and begin to move.
There is a book called John and in that book there is a story of a Healer. On a Sunday, this healer spit in the dirt and made a muddy paste & applied this muddy paste to the eyes of a blind man. He then told this blind man to go wash off the dirt in a pool of water (the name of the pool, Siloam, meant Sent), he washed and was able to see. The healer was ridiculed by some and followed by others.
In the town of Rishikesh, India there is a healer who lived in an ashram as a monk for much of his life. He now teaches groups and works with individuals one on one, offering a variety of healing techniques: access bars, meditation, yoga, talk therapy. He’s the healer I worked with during the summer of 2019.
Two days into 2020 I injured my back, leaving me in bed and with limited motion most of the month. I encountered these healers: chiropractor, massage therapist, energy workers, friends laying hands of prayer on my back, emotional healers, Reiki healers, yogis, a physical therapist and myself. A variety of healing tools were used on my back and body: ice, heat, salts, plants, crystals, KT tape and okay, a little wine. The people and tools of healing are large and varied.
On the front lines of this global pandemic we have trained medical healers saving lives and helping others to pass with dignity and grace to the life after. There are healers who stand distanced from others outside hospitals, hands lifted in prayer. We have healers who are self quarantine to flatten the curve and healers who are sewing masks for nurses and doctors who have none. We have pastors and spiritual healers offering guidance and answering hard questions for those searching. We have meditation healers offering classes and opportunities to pause in the day. We have movement healers offering yoga classes and other movement opportunities to those unable to leave their homes. We have healers _______…
What kind of healer are you? Where are you using your gifts?
It’s not so fair to ask a question of you and not answer myself, right? What kind of a healer am I? A healer of movement, intuition and energy. I’m using my gifts to lead others in movement practices (yoga and the occasional HIIT movement practice), meditation and Reiki. But mostly, I am using my healing gifts to heal myself. The year of 2019 shook me to my core and thus far 2020 has shaken me a little harder, until this pause. Choosing to settle into this pandemic, not as a pandemic, rather an awakening, is a gift. Our outlook and focus determines our actions and output, yes? When you recognize how you heal, yourself and others, your vibration will impact and change the world in which you move. Will you choose to remain as you are or will you choose to press in, recognize, honor and heal?
Healers Rise Up! I see you. I believe in you. I join you. xx,