Sorry folks, today I’m in a random mood. Maybe it was inhaling all the toxic fumes at the discount tire place and then the car repair place this morning when I shelled out several hundred dollars on car maintenance.
Yesterday I got a lung full of compost, apparently, when I prepped and planted my new square-foot-garden in the back yard. I’m so looking forward to the tiny, sweet cherry tomatoes fresh of the vine.
Back to the topic of the day, however. Chocolate-covered pretzels. I found these at my local Whole Foods Market, and they are simply maahvelous.
Life is a series of complex roundabout paths and double-backs, crisscrossing with people who are meant to be in our lives, and those whose lives are meant only to intersect with ours for a singular moment in time. Add a little salt, representative of tears, for flavor, and top it all off with a nice dark coating of God’s grace, and there you have a life like mine.
Over the weekend, I attended the most amazing integrative medicine conference. I feel privileged to have been in the same room with a doctor who discovered a way to cure the most deadly form of brain cancer. I feel blessed to have heard the testimonies of so many people who were diagnosed with incurable cancer, whose kids were written off as good as dead, and those whose ever-present hope in the goodness of God and the wisdom of His sovereignty through the midst of a terminal illness. My life is all the richer for having listened to and learned from them, patients and doctors alike.
Which brings me to the next turn in the road, the next twist in my pretzel of life. I feel inspired to begin another journey of discovery, mastery, and exploration of the great gift of healing God has given to us. I’m going to start a training program in a new modality of bioenergetic healing. So much of this method confirms everything I have long suspected, experienced firsthand, and intuitively knew must be true as a part of God’s miraculous creation.
The gathering of kindred spirits like these doctors and healing practitioners is like dark chocolate to my soul. Praise God for His wonderful, marvelous, mysterious will for me.
I don’t want to go into too much detail about the training yet. I have no idea how this will pan out or where this path will lead me as an author and building biologist. What I do know is that it will give me another way to give hope to the hopeless. That is the sweetest calling of all.