Trust the Wind


A friend, who is mourning the death of her daughter, told me she is using the meditation CD in the back of my book. It is helping her grieve.  Another friend has suggested my book to someone going through post-traumatic stress syndrome.  I am pleased that the Guide and CD are being used for divergent needs because they are about healing…healing from anything…healing for anything.  I have called it Writing & Healing: A Mindful Guide for Cancer Survivors, because I am a cancer survivor and care deeply about helping other during and after treatment. But it is for everyone.  Even those who simply want to be happier.


Recently I used it myself to see if I can learn to take better care of myself. I used the meditation CD and Self-Care exercises from Writing & Healing Session 6:


Listening to my voice on the CD almost put me to sleep—but I felt relaxed and ready to write from a place deeper and more still than I could access before.


The first exercise is to complete the following line:
“I reached out my hand and something was placed in my upturned palm. It was ___________ and I knew it meant…”


I wrote: I reached out my hand and  a feather  was placed in my upturned palm.  I knew that it meant that I was to make myself lighter; to be more responsive to the way life blows us into hard things, into work, but also lifts us into fun and rest (if we let it).  “Trust the wind,” it would have said if it had a voice. My cardinal-red feather. 


Care-Taker Take Care



I am a terrific Caretaker, but taking care of myself is unnatural to me.  Self-Care is hard to do alone.  There should be groups for it, like weight watchers with the points and the choices and victory or, too bad but try again.  For Self-Care their could lists of be specific things to and not to do each day.


Self-Care goes against something deep in me.  When I am really honest I think that resting will cost me time. Time for what?  Time to get it all done.


What is it? Finish my two books waiting to be edited. Time to market my published book—but that feels like pouring my time into a bucket with holes in the bottom.


And then there are the grandchildren. That’s not a matter of time but of heart. Being with them is good for my heart. Their hearts.  To rest instead of seeing them puts time over love.


Then, there is a voice that says, “If you don’t rest you might lose time forever?  Does this voice speak because I have had cancer?


Cancer makes me remember that I have put together a whole session in my book on Self-Care. That’s what I need to do.  Do the session with the meditation CD in my book, Writing and Healing: A Mindful Guide for Cancer Survivors.  When I’m leading groups I am much more careful of myself.


I’m going to use the writing techniques from my book and see what I have to say next….