Many have heard Coyote stories. Great wisdom resides in them for all who wish to seek it. The Trickster, as he is better known, has a way of teaching us in unpleasant ways. This particular totem came to me unexpectedly last Friday evening. Fortunately, no one got hurt, except Coyote himself. His messages are still ringing in my ears. I had been struggling with an issue that most of us share. The answer came to light in unusual ways. This is often the way of Coyote, drawing one in and then absconding with one's innocence. But, HEY! How would you get someone's attention?
My grandmother used to say, "Don't hide your light under a bushel basket." It was one of those things that if I heard it once, I heard it one hundred times. Often we forget things so frequently that no matter how much folks implore us, cajole us, or admonish us, we cannot seem to understand or change. This is one of my big issues, especially when it comes to healing powers with which I have been entrusted. As a young teen I started studying vitamins, minerals, and the effects of both shortfalls and abundance in one's diet. By the time I was out of high school, I had begun to study herbal remedies, their collection, preparation and use. I also learned about how to meet one's dietary needs through combining foods to get "complete proteins". During my vegetarian phases, it has been valuable and through food I have learned a great deal about diet and culture.
For some reason, perhaps because my closest family did not share my awareness of the value of nature's cures, I always discounted my skills as healer. Now Coyote knows far more than he lets on. My struggle had come to a head last week. Someone very close to me needed spinal decompression, which I have become adept at. I have provided relief to many who have had pain, and I was thinking of offering to do the maneuver for her. Then, my negative Ego kicked in and I thought of several "reasons" not to offer. In the end, she underwent back surgery because some fool told her that he knew best and she has very deep pockets. In the end I am happy that she found help in relieving her pain, but I'm still concerned for her because there are always risks involved in surgery, and she won't go under the knife until Friday.
Coyote, my teacher, showed up to remind me that the "reality" that I had forged, the excuses, the self effacement, the negative Ego are based on lies. It truly is time to grow into the potential that Creator has entrusted to me. Each of us is uniquely suited to offer the world something special. When we choose to make up a story that limits our effectiveness, only we can be blamed for the outcome. When we express fully our talents and skills, the world is made better for ever. The old saying about education is that a mind is a terrible thing to waste, but we need to look at squandering Creator's Gifts in the same way.
I can never reclaim the opportunity that I had to make a difference in that one particular person's life, but I can encourage you to reach out to others in similar ways, no matter what skills you have, share them. nothing can make a difference like the one we can make when we humbly offer to help. Step into the Grace that is afforded to all beings, get in touch with your own truth and sense of justice and compassion. Live in the now and miracles become the rule rather than the exception. I know this to be true, but bless the Coyote for reminding me when I forget!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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