In the moments of silence

In the moments of silence, the answers become clear
In the moments of silence, we can calm the fear
In the moments of silence, we can reach for the stars
In the moments of silence, we can heal our hearts
In the moments of silence, we become who we are


Gladness and hope, brightness and light,
Alligators and turtles, fire and sight begin again with silence
Hope for a moment
We are who we are

Moon Rise

Image courtesy of Don Fulano on flickr.

Monument to Homeopathy

Monument to Dr. Samuel Hahnemann, founder of Homeopathy in Washington, DC.

Photo by kimberlyfaye via flickr.

Emerson

"To the body and mind which have been cramped by noxious work or company, nature is medicinal and restores their tone. The tradesman, the attorney comes out of the din and craft of the street, and sees the sky and the woods, and is a man again. In their eternal calm, he finds himself. The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough."

- Emerson

Healing Art

Wax shoes, via Jm3 on flickr.

Wendell Barry

I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods.

-Wendell Berry

Night

Security

Tomorrow will have an island. Before night
I always find it. Then on to the next island.
These places hidden in the day separate
and come forward if you beckon.
But you have to know they are there before they exist.

Some time there will be a tomorrow without any island.
So far, I haven't let that happen, but after
I'm gone others may become faithless and careless.
Before them will tumble the wide unbroken sea,
and without any hope they will stare at the horizon.

So to you, Friend, I confide my secret:
to be a discoverer you hold close whatever
you find, and after a while you decide
what it is. Then, secure in where you have been,
you turn to the open sea and let go.

—William Stafford

Healing Mandalas

Rubem Alves

“What is hope? It is the presentiment that imagination is more real and reality is less real than it looks. It is the hunch that the overwhelming brutality of facts that oppress and repress are not the last word. It is the suspicion that reality is more complex than realism wants us to believe; that the frontiers of the possible are not determined by the limits of the actual, and that in a miraculous and unexpected way, life is preparing the creative events which will open the way to freedom and resurrection.”

– Rubem Alves

Martin Creed

If movement is a sign of life and stillness is death, running is an example of life most fully lived.

-Martin Creed

Peaceful Soul (San Girolamo Cervara)

Rumi

The stars come up spinning every night
Bewildered in love.
They’d grow tired with that revolving, if the weren’t.
They’d say, “How long do I have to do this!”

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
Each note is a need coming through one of us,
A passion, a longing-pain.
Remember the lips
Where the wind-breath originated,
And let your note be clear.
Don’t try to end it.

Be your note.
I’ll show you how it’s enough.

Go up on the roof at night
In this city of the soul.

Let everyone climb on their roofs
And sing their notes!

Sing loud!

- Rumi

Everything is connected to everything else

now and here

It is cold upon this small knoll
With three trees
Waving green feathers in the breeze.

My cheeks burn; my eyes cry; I shiver:
My ears speak: “It hurts - go in - be sheltered.”
I do – I am – I have.
Pneumatically suspended vehicularly.

Shadow’s slant creep toward my safety.
Yet only momentarily as this page, too
Brightens and pales
With the passing puffs aloft.

And in another direction
Through my vision
Solitary seed wafts
On its way to a place
It perhaps knows and
Cannot know and will know.
Gone that way with the wind.

Three trees still green/evergreen
Three the same
Three quite different.
Landscaped into this designed knolled berm.
Three glad to be here
Rather than elsewhere
Over there perhaps
Where the ragged unruly tree line
Says natural – yet not better;

These three trees still green/evergreen
Exchanging through slender fingers
The breath they need – I need.
Glad to be here and now
As am I.

- Jack Trimper

The Majestic Sombrero Galaxy

The 23rd Psalm (Bobby McFerrin – Dedicated to my Mother)

The Lord is my shepherd, I have all I need, She makes me lie down
in green meadows,
Beside the still waters, She will lead

She restores my soul, She rights my wrongs,
She leads me in a path of good things, And fills my heart with songs.

Even though I walk, through a dark and dreary land, There is nothing that can shake me,
She has said she won’t forsake me, I’m in her hand.

She sets a table before me , in the presence of my foes
She anoints my head with oil, And my cup overflows.

Surely, surely goodness and kindness will follow me, All the days of my life,
And I will live in her house, Forever, forever and ever.

Glory be to our Mother, and Daughter, And to the Holy of Holies,
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, World, without end. Amen

Thoreau

Though I do not believe
That a plant will spring up
Where no seed has been,
I have great faith in a seed.
Convince me that you have a seed there,
And I am prepared to expect wonder.

- Henry David Thoreau

Welcome to the Healing Energy Community

Welcome to this site, a home where the intention to heal has a place to nest and thrive. A place designed to honor our leaders, patients, family, friends and colleagues who are dealing with health challenges. I wear many hats as I walk my day, and in my role as Executive Director of the AANP I am acutely aware of the struggles and health challenges many of our own naturopathic family face. And through the work of my master’s program in Applied Healing Arts, I have learned that being a healing presence in the world can take many forms – including that of words. Through the teachings of all the wisdom traditions I have come to realize that separation from one another, from the earth, and from spirituality simply need not be, and certainly does not serve. Ergo, this blog – a watering hole for an out pouring of healing power from community for community.

This is a community trained to serve as a healing force, and to understand there is no separation of mind, body and spirit. Referencing the Earth Goddess in each of us is designed to further inspire our rediscovery of balance in life, and connection to the Universe. There is no exclusion of belief, nor promotion of religion intended. All beliefs, ideals, philosophies and expressions will be inclusive and supportive. My hope is that this effort stands to give life and voice to service for the sake of oneness, so that we can collectively support the health and welfare of our leaders, our families and the world at large.

We do not know what form the site will take, nor the breadth of the messages. I expect that at the conclusion of our effort we will have a page that will serve many more that originally intended. This is a labor of love, for which I can only create space to occur. From there it will flow with its own life. Imagine what will transpire with this sharing.