I use to hate healing…

Healing use to be hard for me. I hated healing. I tried leaving my therapist multiple times because I just didn’t like the way healing felt in my body. It was painful and all consuming. It felt like I had no control, no patience, no self-compassion, no self-love, and no motivation to continue.

Everything I wanted and expected from my healing journey was everything I didn’t have; it felt so out of reach. But once you begin healing, there’s no going back. Once you begin real deep healing, the type of healing that requires you to witness and observe your own pain and suffering, there’s no going back.

So how does one sustain a healing journey that requires us to face the very things we work so hard to avoid?

You need to find what works for you. For some it’s meditation, for others it’s danza, ultimately, healing is best sustained in community. Find your people, the ones who are doing the healing work and understand that sometimes you won’t have capacity to show up. People who understand the importance of rest. People who are also seeking sustainable ways to heal and live.

Community, patience, practice, persistence, and play.

This is how we face our pain and transform it into power. Anti-oppressive, non-hierarchical power, rooted in ancestral knowledge. Rooted in love.

Healing doesn’t have to feel hard. Less is more in healing. Too much, too fast is what creates wounds in the first place. Take it slow. Get curious about what you need, not what you think you “should” be doing because everyone else is doing it.

Find what works for you. Explore.

Healing is an adventure.