I was pitching my poetry into the surgery room when I had
my second Hip Revision. It is not always when happens to you
but what you make of it, what Soul you bring to it.
I created my room as a healing temple.
Healers were with me round the clock,
and loved ones. They also nurtured the hospital staff.
The Chef served organic food that I brought into the kitchen
of the hospital. My surgeon, one of the best in the nation
said, "You really do know women!"
I would give him a poem everytime I saw him for his wife.
A year later I returned for an appointment and the his
assistant, also an MD thanks me for teaching him about
homeopathy and Arnica Montana from Boiron. This was
the only pain relief I needed right after Morphine.
Six months after surgeries, I received an invitation to a plush
fund raising evening in Rancho Sante Fe.
I could not figure out who wanted me at a fund raiser
for the new SD Medical Center. The chancellor of the UC
Medical Center sent the Invite. I figured if he wanted to invite me,
I was willing to go.
So I drove up there in my 68 VW Van, the EG Mobile
and it fit in nicely next to all the Mercedez and what nots.
The Valet's were out that night, but I parked my own vehicle.
At the door was my surgeon. He greeted me.
I was wondering who invited me to this.
He smiled. "You were one of my star patients.
I admired how you advocated for your own health.
I wanted you to be here as we discuss the medicine
of tomorrow."
How many times can a person be a healer from the outside?
I decided in this life I could do more good to be born in this body,
to heal the system whenever possible from the Inside out.
Of course, there are better and less cruel ways to manage
the daily trauma dramas, and I am learning with a little help
from my friends here and outside the CureZone.
Of course, I feel pain. How else could I write
and know what others in pain feel from the inside out.
One of my Enchanted Garden Projects in this life
is that through 'My Getting Hip I will help Health Care
Get Hip to All it can be!"
Sometimes, men look at me and wonder.
Why am I always surrounded by some of the most
incredible women in the world?
I want to show that it is not the looks of the body
in every respect that means a person is a good lover.
The sensitivity I have developed to the feminine
through understanding a woman's experience
gifts me with an opportunity to be trusted.
Lots of times I screw up. I am as dump as many men,
and there are lots of women who will wiser up more too
if they have a change to be around a truly accepting man.
I have been invited into woman's sacred wisdom circles
because I understand a woman's heart, and little by little
I am understand her mind and spirit too, even when
she may not.
I have written The Seven Love Cures.
These are words men need to know,
and women want to hear.
I know that each time one man and one women
find a way to understand and appreciate each other
we are one step closer to creating 1000 years of peace
on earth.
http://www.lesliegoldman.com/Worlds_Greatest_Lovers/id41.htm
We were tossed out of the garden through misunderstanding.
We had something to remember.
We are coming back to the Garden.
I am so blessed this morning to know
I am accepting once again the lessons
my Soul is teaching me through contact
with my closest female friend.
Enjoy these writings, and may Peace on Earth
be here soon because of you.
Your Enchanted Gardener
Leslie in route to the FM
http://lesliegoldman.com/GettingHip.html
Pain is a part of life.
Suffering is optional.
Something to think about
on your healing journey
from my web site,
Getting HIp.
Study Questions:
Do you believe pain is something you
can avoid?
What tools do you use for handling
pain when it shows up?
Do you write about it/
Exercise?
Do things to not feel it?
What addictions do you have
to keep from feeling?
What ways do you work with your pain?
What do you think of this second poem
from the website Getting HIp.
I Have This Vision
I have this vision
I'm climbing up this cliff
by my fingernails, elbows, and arms from a pit.
That it seems I go it alone while I'm doing it
is an illusion and the rub.
I'm not doing it alone or for myself alone.
This is the reality that around me
is the spirit of everything good
wanting me to climb out.
As I raise myself, I raise everyone
and some part of me knows this
and some part in everyone knows this.
I hear screams and cheers peptalking me on,
coming in every form
and I know I'm going to make it
for dear life.
May 29, 1981
How's Your Pain?
The most frequent
question I hear
from my hospital bed is How's Your Pain?
This poem comes to mind.
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What is pain?
Pain is a calling out from within,
a loud yet silent yearning,
telling us we have not lived fully.
We have missed something.
We have not grasped
the meaning of the moment somewhere,
that will lead us,
when we do,
to the paradise
of self-fulfillment.
What is paradise?
Paradise is full knowledge
and acceptance
of self lived out.
What is self-fulfillment?
Self-fulfillment is the willingness
to live in paradise.
Pain confirms life is intentional; purposeful.
Life cannot be avoided,
short circuited, or
short changed.
We owe life;
its price is that we live.
Pain suggests the necessity
to live sacredly.
Life demands our complete attention
to this responsibility; and to each detail.
As we do, life delivers us joy.
Life is inseparable from us.
Life is us asking we be conscious of life.
Pain will never leave us fully
until we embrace paradise;
Pain confirms we are meant,
we are intended,
to live in paradise.
June 22, 1981
© 1981, Leslie Goldman, your enchanted gardener