LOVE HEALS

By Heather Fraser

No matter how connected to the Divine I may feel that I am, no matter how expanded and full I can feel from simply noticing a leaf twirling down to the ground, no matter how comfortable and blissed out I can feel by climbing into my bed at night and into the softness of my cozy sheets, I am still never prepared when an old ghost of a wound reminds me that it is still hanging around.

Do we ever really heal completely from that first cut...the one that, just like the song says, is the deepest? I can't stand the way that I feel when this ghost flies through my heart again. Scared. Abandoned. Lost. How long does it take I ask you, to heal completely?

Other things do... I know they do. When I cut my finger it heals. If I burn myself it heals. If I break my arm it heals. But the heart, oh the heart...that can be such a different story. For sure, some heart wounds eventually heal...some faster than others. It all depends on the depth of connection and emotional honesty and sharing that was involved. But that first cut, the one that told you your original state of innocence, purity, and natural state of Being Love was not enough, the one that told you YOU were not enough, the one that taught your heart to be wary of sharing and giving and being yourself. That wound takes time, and it takes however long it takes.

And no matter how much I think I've got this one licked, something or rather someONE reminds me that there's still more healing balm to be applied.

How fragile we are. In this sea of human relationships...with ourselves, with the world, with others, we are all so blessedly, beautifully, and tenderly fragile. But most of us think we aren't! Mostly we just end up feeling we're outcasts, freaks, or spiritual orphans.

I've been on my own now for over eight years bringing up a child. I've had a lot of inner work to do both as a mother and a woman. I've grown into loving my role as a mother, and also loving my own company, and who I am becoming. But some things simply cannot heal unless they have the right medicine, at the right time, and in the right dose.

I've recently opened myself up to a new love. It's as bright and brilliant as the sun and the stars combined. It is both beautiful and breathtaking, and I know beyond a shadow of any doubt that our combined love is my sacred teaching. Like a turbocharged spotlight, it is illuminating those human places within me that still need some medicine.

I had my buttons pushed the other day around trust. I got triggered by some words (that I completely misinterpreted) that made me feel as though my beloved was not able to trust in the love that I have felt so completely safe and willing to share with him. It threw me back in time...way back...to the that first cut, and I retreated...more like fled, like a bat outta hell! Whoosh!...my energy simply retracted.

So here I am, long time journeyer, slayer of dragons in the dark void of the unknown where I've learned, and will continue to learn, how to gather the gems and secrets of my soul, to live the fullest expression of my Divine Nature, genuinely sharing my love for this man, and BAM!...Spirit reminds me that I know absolutely nothing about how my heart loves and what it needs to heal.

Sometimes, no matter how much self-care and self-love we offer ourselves, it ends up being the love of another that gently guides us over the finish line...and they don't even realize that's what they're doing. Sometimes there are things which we simply cannot do on our own, and weren't meant to, and we have to be soft and vulnerable enough to admit that.

The Divine works in the most mysterious ways, and while my medicine for the past eight years has been solitude, nature, and inner reflection, I'm being shown that only NOW am I strong enough and ready enough to receive a higher dose...the kind administered by another...the kind that's gonna help me soothe and love those ghosts and send them on their way...all the way home, if I'm open enough and trusting enough to receive it. I know I am. Spirit's got my back, as always.

Copyright 2010 Heather Fraser — www.heatherfraser.com Ontario, Canada

About Heather Fraser

Heather Fraser, born December 30, 1962 in Toronto, moved to Africa at the age of 9. It was here that Heather began to understand the connection to all living things and come to know the grace and wisdom of both the natural and esoteric world. Her healing, infinite journey of transformation has lead her to the richest, most sought after destination anywhere — home — to the soul. This place of deep awareness and self-acceptance of her special gifts of sensitivity, empathy, and intuition has given her all the passion and inspiration needed to write and teach what she has learned about honoring the Self and nurturing the soul — the true purpose of our existence. Heather specializes in counseling, re-educating, and profoundly validating those that are highly sensitive, intuitive, empaths, helping them to accept these traits as the gifts that they are and to express them proudly and shamelessly.

She is a gifted, prolific, successful published writer, poet, and speaker with a readership spanning the globe, as well as a Reconnective Healing Practitioner, a Level III Touch For Health Practitioner, and a former Holistic Nutritional Consultant, RNCP. Heather is the proud mother of a daughter she names Sage, who is also a highly intuitive, sensitive empath. They live together in Ontario, CANADA with their lazy cat and hilarious lovebird. For more information, or to contact Heather, please visit her website at www.heatherfraser.com