For the past several months I have been battling some health issues. I am trying to make sense of what is going on. I have some experience with learning what the body’s message is for the soul. It’s still a challenge trying to understand.
I had been in a season of healing after a long season of chronic fatigue and fibromyalgia. Thankfully, I still feel healthier than when the fibromyalgia was in full swing. I am very grateful for the patience and understanding of many people, most gracious are my family.
I am going through the process of becoming a wise woman, physically. My body is learning how to not operate as it has, as a maiden and maid, and is trying to adapt to this new way of being, this new way of being a crone woman. It is the transition that many before me have made, and I am learning to honor the process, but man is it uncomfortable. The flashes of heat, the inconsistent sleep, and the crankiness. I have been taking a natural remedy for these symptoms, not to remove them but to help me navigate them. It is helping, I think.
On top of that, I have a staph infection on my scalp. Many different approaches have been taken to resolve this over the last several months. I haven’t yet found that thing that heals it. Some days, my head is painful to touch. But it itches, so I touch it. Some days I want to shave my head and just lather it with some poultice to finally chase that bug down.
For fun, addto the mix an ongoing recovery from major oral surgery which resulted in a half inch hole in my jaw a couple of months ago and, oh my poor body!
Stress is not my friend at this juncture in my life, but stressors abound.
I see what I’m going through as a microcosm of what Mother Earth is going through. The hot flashes, the itching and aching on the surface of my scalp, the hole in the side of my head.
The west coast of the continent is on fire, as is the northern part of the continent. The southeast is battling water inundation and Australia is facing a brutal winter storm. Our more-than-human relatives are being destroyed in unprecedented numbers. The constant attack of her integrity, digging, filling her with poison and leaving it to rot.
What messages lie in this for me? I need to take care of myself, but I also feel called to take care for others.
I think Mother Earth is going through a big transition too. One that is part of her journey, but exacerbated by human interference. She doesn’t get a rest. The destruction of the woods and the water, of the soil and the minerals, of the air and the ethers….its ongoing.
Mother Earth and I need some rest. We need some time to rejuvenate and let the body heal without ongoing stress.
I believe there is a time and a season for everything, and nature will put back in balance what has been taken out of balance.