Your wounds are hard at work making their sacred medicine
in the hidden spaces below the scars. With loss, there may be nothing
satisfying for you to reclaim. If a special person has died, or love went away,
what we yearn for most is an impossible return. The sacred task at hand is to
let yourself be reclaimed by something deeper than the immediacy of struggle
and pain. This something need not be identified or fixated upon, but
surrendered to.
Pixie
Lighthorse, The Wound Makes the Medicine
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What do we do with our pain?
What do we do when we are crushed by a parent’s death?
A lover’s betrayal?
What do we do when cancer comes?
When all the world unravels around us
and the righteous suffer, and the wicked prosper?
What do we do with the fear,
as hate and racism abound?
As inequity and injustice flourish?
As people worship power, and guns, and violence?
And love seems to lose, again and again, and again.
What do we do with the wounds,
with the broken parts of us?
Do we allow the pain to transform us?
Or do we go deep, to where Love dwells,
and allow the pain to be transformed?
Is it really that simple?
I do know that sometimes when I am hurt,
or when I am afraid, the pain transforms me
and makes me less.
It makes me angry, bitter, fearful, protective,
judgmental, and worse
I fear the hateful creep of fascism, and I become
hate-filled.
Ugh
At other times what I have experienced makes me better,
more.
It makes me more understanding and kinder,
it gives me the capacity to be “with” people in their
pain,
and to promote healing.
It has been said that what doesn’t kill you makes you
stronger.
People point to wood that has been broken and is now
repaired
and how a patched section of wood has a new strength.
But is it not the pain
It is not that which broke the wood that has made it
stronger.
It is the glue
It is not those things which tear us and erode us that
make us stronger
It is the healing
created by Sacred Presence
As we allow God to reknit us, reform us
We do become stronger, different
New
We are torn and rent by many things
Our country, our world too, have been shredded
By hate and fear
By malignant leaders who grab power and abuse it
By war
By guns
By a love of domination
By greed
Those things can destroy us
They can never make us stronger
But
God is
Love is
And when God who is love
Is present in our lives
Healing happens
And when we are healed
We can be a force for healing
Thanks be to the God
Who makes all things new
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