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How did this breakthrough happen? Time. Dedication. Sensitivity. Proper treatment. Love. Patience. Honoring the innate wisdom of the body. Faith. Nutrition. Distress tolerance. Mini-celebrations when breaking new ground. While this is my personal celebration today, I recognize how relatively small (miniscule really) it is on the scale of the cosmos. Yet, I wonder if the process required of my hip isn't excitingly parallel to the process required for the human heart to heal; or for communities to come together; or for shifts of collective consciousness... When the human heart has experienced a trauma, suffered a loss, fallen asleep, or shocked itself into isolation, its "fracture" may show up as a heart less capable of loving others, a heart unconsciously bruising others, a heart disinterested in its own miracle, or a heart at ease with its seasons of numbness, until the winter begins to thaw. What if we were to hold this heart with loving dedication to its potential, even if it did not know its own grandeur yet? What if we were to see this heart, even when it could not see itself? What if we fed this heart the most nutritive elements of belonging, kindness, inclusion, and respect? Perhaps initially, the heart would be uncomfortable. It may even experience a deep ache, or a shooting pain, like the one that used to go down my leg. It might feel weak and wobbly after a period of not having been relied on, as when 6 weeks on crutches left my right leg atrophied and nervous. Maybe as it "unthawed" it would burn a bit, the way the damaged nerves in my thigh felt like frostbite warming. (ouchy!) Sometimes this heart might even feel angry, or resistant, as the pain of awakening brought on discomfort. Then, it would need the practice of "distress tolerance" and the companionship of others who intimately understood and could see the horizon of healing. Mini-celebrations would be planned in honor of every elevation gain made along the way. Soon, those celebrations would be internalized, experienced as mini-bursts of inexplicable joy. As this heart strengthened and re-gained itself, it would laugh more often, cry more often, vibrate with others more often, recognize itself in all aspects of humanity It would become a vibrant and radiant force in the community. And, as they say, when one of us wakes up, we all wake up! In honor of the community that has come together to support my
healing, I offer you my gratitude: Thank you to all of the teachers
and staff at amrita. Thank you to the dedicated students who welcomed
me on crutches or celebrated my new ground in various ways. Thank
you to my surgeon, physical therapist, massage therapist, acupuncturist,
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