“The wound is the place where the light enters you.” – Rumi

Updated: Jan 26


During my time in a wheelchair, I gained an appreciation for many abilities I’d taken for granted: standing, walking, driving, even showering. Since I believe overscheduling contributed to my illness, I’ve found it’s now easier to say no to that which doesn’t fuel me. While I still teach at the university, I dropped an administrative role to give me more time and energy for my priorities.


It was scary to not know how long pain and other symptoms would last, but I found that worrying didn’t help. I made the most progress when I learned to embrace what the universe delivered instead of fight it: do my part (rest, take anti-inflammatory medication, do physical therapy) then let go. Trust the process. Sure enough, allowing time and space for healing strengthened me physically, emotionally and spiritually.


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What light has entered your life during dark times?

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