or Healing is a Multi-Layered Thing (sing
to the tune “Love is a Many Splendored Thing”)
How do I heal thyself? Let me count the
ways. Okay, I’m on a [mis]quoting roll. Must be the spontaneous healing I had
during a dream last night. My lower back was killing me. I injured my lower
back over 25 years ago, but since I saw a miracle-working chiropractor
in my New Joisey days, I’ve rarely had even a twinge of pain there. Then in the
past few weeks: it might have been the new shoes, the new car (with different
seat), or my prayers to completely heal an injury in my soza muscle, whatever
it was, my lower back was getting my attention again. Last night after going to
sleep, my back actually woke me up it was in so much pain with deep throbbing,
to boot. Uh-oh, I do not want a ruptured
disc like my husband had, I thought. So, I got up and took an ibuprofen and
put some ice on the area. That numbed it enough for me to go back to sleep
after I had said some more prayers for insight into how to heal the area and did
a little energy work on myself in the area.
