Years ago, when my kids were in grade school, I had a friend who saw something in me that I didn’t recognize in myself. 

She told me I was a healer. That came as a bit of a surprise to me. I truthfully hadn’t thought about it at all, and even wondered what being a healer meant.

I understood my skills as a teacher, having taught many years in public and private schools around the world. My background in science, especially biology, translated easily into knowing about nature in a more intimate way. As a mom, I can’t say I utilized that knowledge for healing. I was stuck in a paradigm of sickness that relied on doctors and medicine to help me and my family recover. 

I had forgotten the true nature of “nature”, and that healing was something we could support in a different way from the traditional, modern methods. I had fallen into the trap of doctor visits with side-effects, fear-based decisions that led to unnecessary surgeries and tests, and belief in something outside myself that could come to my rescue if needed.

I was wrong.