Monthly Archives: February 2012

Pinched, Twisted, Stitched

After meditation today, these questions came to me:  Who were those nurses who took care of me during my health crisis as an infant? What were their thoughts and prayers as they cared for me?  What could they tell me now about my infant self that would help me understand my challenges?  Had they seen me…

“Mergulence”–A State of Unity

The word “mergulent” came to me today during meditation. I had been trying to relax but kept tensing up, so I asked my soul to help me: How can my body and soul be one?   Next thing I knew, I was traveling inside my body–actually moving effortlessly as in floating. I wasn’t seeing anything, just sensing…

On the Right Track for Meditation

Each morning before meditation, I read inspirational material to set my mind on the right track. Lately, I’ve been re-reading Marianne Williamson’s book A Return to Love. Because of old somatic patterns linked to my infant surgery and Post-traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), I have a lot of resistance to sitting still in peace, allowing my soul to…

Still So Much to Learn

I was explaining to my community college English class what the term medical humanities means when one of the student’s hands shot up. She told the story of a friend of hers whose baby had just had surgery to repair a cleft palate. The surgeon’s first words to the parents after the operation were the…