"As a child I thought if I could touch the sky I could touch the face of God. As a man I learned that all I had to do was touch my own heart"
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My Old Hip

 

The other day I lay on my bed and felt an outpouring of love for my right hip; the one that has the bone on bone arthritis.  There was no blame, fear or shame.  I just felt how day in and day out this old hip has been tirelessly working to support me, and allow me to go wherever I wanted to. I knew that I had taken it for granted, put on more weight around the middle than was good for it, and bombarded it with emotional stresses;  yet it just continued doing what it came here to do. I felt a tenderness beyond words for this loyal friend who has tried so hard to help me when I haven’t always helped myself.

 
 
Yesterday I walked all over the place with barely a twinge of pain (and I hadn’t even taken any Tylenol). Can you love those parts of your body which are trying to get your attention? Can you thank them for their service? If you can’t, that is OK too, because sometimes it just hurts too much. Whatever you can or can’t do, please don’t blame yourself. Don’t blame yourself for anything at all.