My friend Lily was diagnosed with breast cancer last year. After treatment, she’s OK and feeling fine. She found a lense on www.Squidoo.com that discusses spiritual meaning of different physical ailments. It’s the soul-body connection. Where was Lily’s cancer? Left breast.
I’ve shared about Lily and her boyfriend, and how she always feels that he doesn’t love her enough here, and according to this site, the left breast, above the heart, signifies “Feeling unloved, refusal to nourish oneself. Putting everyone else first.”
So what ails you? As Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote in The Scarlett Letter, “A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may, after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.”
So what’s ailing you? And what is your ailment? After I wrote my last post about “Face it, trace it, erase it,” my friend Ellen pointed out Dr. John Sarno’s book on the Mind-Body Perscrpion and the Mind-Body Connection about healing back pain. Are we holding things in? Refusing to be flexible in our hearts?
Cancer strikes people who feel loved, too, so I’m not entirely convinced tht all physical pains are linked to the soul. But what I like about this concept is that it gets you thinking. For example, on tumors, it is written, “Nursing old hurts and shocks. Building on remorse.” What is the solution? “Lovingly release the past and turn attention to this new day.”
That’s a perfect message for all of us for today. Let’s look at our ailments and figure out what spiritual message we might get from them.
What do you think? Hit Like if you think our sicknesses are soul-sicknesses and then convince me. Tell me if you disagree.
P.S> what I like about Squidoo is the honesty of the sharing. This is something about the signs and symptoms of the final moments on earth here: http://www.squidoo.com/death-signs-and-symptoms
Great article. Recommend reading Anatomy of the Spirit by Caroline Myss. She’s a pioneer and leader in this field.
Hi Liz, I will look for that book. Thanks for your recommendation!
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When I was growing up, my mother grew mint plants tucked among vegetables in her garden. When a friend or neighbor stopped by to “visit” unannounced, it was often because of a problem or a worry or just “feeling off.” Mom continued to iron or bake or whatever she was doing in the kitchen, and she also served multiple cups of hot tea with mint. I would come home from school and the smell of mint would be strong, and sometimes the visitor would be washing dishes or helping with a chore, laughing and talking with Mom.
Of course this would not cure cancer–my mother would be the first to advise someone to find a good doctor for serious health issues–but she also believed that busy hands, good conversation, and soothing tea could go a long way to promoting health and sound thinking. It doesn’t take an Rx to heal many of our ailments.
Hi Marilyn, This is a beautiful memory of your Mom and your generous and loving philosophy. THere’s nothing like the smell of mint tea to perk you up! Thanks for sharing.
Thank you SO much for the link to my death signs and symptoms article (on Squidoo). I was my elderly Mom’s caregiver for the 5 years prior to her death. During those years, I learned a lot and I was afraid a lot. Writing those types of articles helped me to feel less afraid. Death is nothing to fear – as Mom said, death is just a part of life. Thanks again.
Hello, You’re welcome. I appreciate your writing me. I am touched to hear that you were your Mom’s caregiver on her journey. Even the most beautiful of flowers must eventually move on. Thank you so much.