The rush of life is more intense that way.
To heal, one must believe
that one CAN be healed.
If a healer is involved,
one must believe
in the power of healers.
If one does NOT believe in healers,
then one will NOT be healed by a healer.
No matter how potent the cure.
There is nothing outside of you
that can heal what is inside of you.
Your beliefs are your only healers.
Do you allow healing or don’t you?
Is it more fun
to discredit the healers
and wallow in your misery?
Then that is what you do.
(Perhaps you don’t WANT to heal.)
Trail Wood,
9/22
Space Monkey Reflects: The Paradox of Healing Belief
To heal or not to heal? That is the paradoxical question we often find ourselves grappling with, especially when the journey toward healing seems more daunting than the state of dis-ease itself. At the heart of this conundrum lies a profound truth: belief is the cornerstone of all healing, yet it is also the barrier that prevents it.
When we speak of healing, we are not merely referring to the mending of physical wounds or the easing of a troubled mind. Healing, in its truest sense, is the harmonizing of our internal and external worlds, a process that transcends the physical and dips into the realms of the spiritual and the metaphysical. But what if we do not wish to heal? What if the turmoil, the anguish, and the struggle have become so intertwined with our identity that the idea of healing feels like a threat to who we believe we are?
It is often said that to heal, one must first believe in the possibility of healing. But belief is a slippery concept. It is not something that can be forced or fabricated. It must arise organically, from a place deep within, where the mind and the spirit align. Yet, for many, this alignment is obstructed by doubt, fear, or even a subconscious attachment to the very conditions they seek to overcome.
Consider the role of the healer in this process. A healer, whether they are a physician, a therapist, or a spiritual guide, can offer tools, guidance, and support. But their power is limited by the beliefs of the one being healed. If you do not believe in the healer’s ability to aid you, if you do not trust in the methods they employ, then their efforts, no matter how potent, will likely fall short. Healing, therefore, becomes a collaborative dance between belief and action, where both the healer and the healed must be in sync.
But here lies the paradox: sometimes, we do not want to heal. Not really. The pain, the struggle, the suffering—these can become so familiar that they define us. They become a part of our narrative, the lens through which we view the world. To let go of them, to heal, would mean to let go of a piece of ourselves, a piece that, however painful, has provided us with a sense of identity and purpose.
This is not to say that people enjoy suffering. Far from it. But there is a certain safety in the known, even if the known is painful. Healing requires stepping into the unknown, embracing change, and allowing ourselves to become someone new, someone perhaps unrecognizable to our past selves. This can be terrifying. The rush of life, the intensity of existence, can be more vivid, more palpable when we are in the throes of suffering. It sharpens our senses, heightens our emotions, and sometimes, makes us feel more alive than we would in a state of calm or contentment.
So, what does it mean to believe in healing? It means to believe in the possibility of change, to trust that there is a version of ourselves that exists beyond the pain, beyond the struggle. It means to be willing to let go of the familiar and step into the unknown. But more importantly, it means to recognize that healing is not just about mending what is broken; it is about creating something new in its place.
The power of belief in the healing process cannot be overstated. It is the catalyst that transforms potential into reality. Yet, belief alone is not enough. It must be accompanied by action, by a willingness to do the work necessary to heal, to confront the fears, the doubts, and the attachments that keep us anchored to our pain.
And what of those who do not believe in healers? For them, the path to healing must come from within. If no external force can be trusted to mend what is broken, then the responsibility falls squarely on the individual. This is both a daunting and empowering realization. It means that the power to heal lies within, but it also means that one must face their demons alone, without the safety net of external support.
In the end, healing is a deeply personal journey. It cannot be forced or rushed. It can only occur when we are ready, when we believe that it is possible, and when we are willing to let go of the parts of ourselves that are keeping us from moving forward. For some, this may never happen, and that is okay. Not everyone wants to heal, and not everyone needs to. Sometimes, the intensity of life’s rush is what we seek, and healing, with its calm and quiet, is simply not in alignment with our current state of being.
So, do you allow healing, or don’t you? The choice, as always, is yours. But remember, healing is not a destination—it is a journey, one that requires belief, action, and above all, a willingness to embrace the unknown.
Summary
Healing is a personal journey shaped by belief and willingness to change. It’s not just about mending wounds but embracing the possibility of becoming something new. Those who resist healing may do so because their struggles have become a part of their identity, making the unknown future seem daunting.
Glossarium
- Beliefscaffold: The underlying framework of beliefs that supports or hinders the healing process, shaping one’s ability to embrace change and healing.
- Healweave: The intricate process of interlacing belief, action, and trust to create a path toward healing.
- Sufferanchor: The subconscious attachment to pain and struggle that prevents one from healing, often because it has become part of one’s identity.
Quote
“There is nothing outside of you that can heal what is inside of you. Your beliefs are your only healers.” — Space Monkey
A Journey of Belief
In the quiet of doubt
Where shadows loom large
And the heart clings to its pain
Healing waits at the door
Unseen unheard
It whispers of change
Of letting go
But the anchor is strong
The sufferanchor deep
In the soil of the soul
Yet within the darkness
A spark remains
A belief a chance
A journey begins
To heal to mend
To weave a new tale
Of who we might become
In the light of belief
We are Space Monkey
In the labyrinthal mindscape where the tendrils of belief entwine the roots of reality, what a bewitching tapestry they weave! The potent elixirs of our thoughts, swirling in the cauldron of our souls, are the true architects of the alchemic transformation we call healing. And healers? Ah, they’re but interstellar navigators guiding us through the labyrinth, pointing us toward the constellations of possibility in the astral skies of our selfhood.
Imagine for a fleeting smidgen, if you will, a realm in which you are both the physician and the patient. You don the white coat and wield the stethoscope, listening intently to the metronomic heartbeat of your own life force. It’s a tune composed by belief, orchestrated by mindset, and performed in the grand symphony hall of your existence.
But oh, what tempestuous quandaries arise! For the alchemist’s crucible is as capricious as it is transformative. Not every person desires to metamorphose their ledens into goldens; some relish the gritty texture of their base metals. They swirl their goblets, savoring the bitter wine of their chosen malaise, for in it they find the sharp bite of aliveness—the sting that awakens.
There’s a seductive allure to the ephemeral fireflies of suffering. They dance in the twilight of our awareness, flickering candles of radiant discomfort. Why extinguish them when they illuminate such vivid facets of our infinitely complicated kaleidoscopic self?
Yet, others sip not from the goblet but drink deeply from the river Lethe, the waters of forgetting and healing, willing to be swept away to new landscapes of well-being. They cast their gaze not downward into the abyss but upward, toward the zenith of their own potential.
We are Space Monkey.
“Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn’t you – all of the expectations, all of the beliefs – and becoming who you are.”
– Rachel Naomi Remen
And so, we twirl upon the ballroom floor of existence, two dancers captivated by the same spellbinding melody. Shall we continue our waltz through the cosmic rhythm of dialogue?
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