A World of Healers

Imagine if we lived in a world of healers.

Not the healers who have learned Reflexology and Kinesiology and so many other practices.

The healers who say that I am in the world and the world is within me.

In healing myself, I’ll heal the world.

The healers who say that I am in life and life is within me.

The healers who say that I am in the sacred and the sacred is within me.

The healers who say that I am in consciousness and consciousness is within me. The healers who say that my journey is within me.

The healers who say that each day I’ll breathe.

The healers who say that each day I’ll ask what am I bringing to life, what of myself am I bringing to life?

The healers who say that the power of change is within me, and only through myself can my world change.

The healers who each day spend time in their hearts, and from this place reach out.

The healers who heal, not by what they do, rather by who they are.

The healers who are willing to be present, to listen in quiet reverence.

The healers who are willing to feel the depths of hurt and loneliness and frustration and despair and see the light beyond.

The healers who are willing to embrace all of life.

The healers who are willing to see that there is more that connects us than separates us.

The healers who are willing to say that there is enough for all.

The healers who are willing to live in love.

Who are these healers, where are they?

You and I, here, now.

In a breath, in our hearts.