Original author: Unknown
Modified by Karyl Chastain Beal - 12/19/2000
Just imagine for one moment that there is a Healing Pool. Any part of you
that needs to be healed can come to this Healing Pool.
And it speaks.....
"Come," it says "come into my healing waters."
"No," you say. "Some of my hurts are too petty to waste your time."
"No hurt is to small for me, I want to heal you" the Healing Pool responds.
"But," you say, "some of my hurts are so ugly they will poison your waters."
"Nothing is too ugly that it does not deserve to be healed. My healing waters
are magical and nothing can poison them.
Come, bring me your hurts, no matter how big and no matter how small, I will
heal them with my healing water. I will wash away your pain and make you feel
better."
"I don't deserve your good healing waters," you say, "I'm not worthy."
"My waters do not judge you. Anyone can come here who seeks healing. That is
the only requirement, that you come here seeking to heal."
So, cautiously, you slip into the Healing Pool hoping, so hopeful --- that
maybe you can find just a little peace, a little healing here.
You feel the water over your skin, soothing the skin that just feels that it
hurts so bad no matter how soft the touch and tenderly repairing the
shattered
nerve endings firing messages of pain to your brain that are echos of long
ago hurts that were never healed....
And the Healing Pool whispers "Tell me about your hurts so I can heal them."
And soon you begin to share the hurts.
First you share a small one about thoughtless words said by a family member
that made you cry today. And the Healing Pool listens and continues to soothe
and comfort.
And then you share one a little larger about a memory you have when you said
something you should not have said to someone you love. And the Healing Pool
istens and continues to soothe and comfort.
And then you share a little more about how you miss someone special so
desperately, and you start to cry, tears shedding into the Healing Pool.
"Cry, my darling child," the Healing Pool says. "Shed your tears into my
waters as I continue to soothe and comfort you."
And you do.
The tear drops fall into the Healing Pool and each one turns to a beautiful
color as it hits the water.
"Why do my tears change color when they fall into your waters?" you ask.
"Because," the Healing Pool replies, "it is your tears shed into my waters
that give me the power to heal others who come, just as the tears of those
who
came before you made the magic you are feeling now as I soothe and comfort
you."
And you realized that your hurts were starting to ease a little.
And so you share some more of your pain, your deep shame that you failed
someone special, that you should have stopped his or her death, and your pain
at
feeling so helpless. And your tears are falling faster and faster into the
Healing Pool creating a rainbow of color.
And suddenly, you think that maybe the Healing Pool will heal some of *your*
hurts, too....
"Healing Pool", you ask "can I invite some friends here, too?"
"Sure" the Healing Pool says. "Anyone can come here who wants to be healed.
Just slip into my healing waters and tell me your hurts."
Do you want to tell the Healing Pool your hurts, too? Slip into the water and
let the healing waters cover you and begin to heal your hurts? You can tell
the Healing Pool any hurt, no matter how small or large and let it wash a
little of the pain away?
And you can shed tears into its waters, too, knowing that the tears you shed
will be the magic that heals some of the hurts of the next survivor who comes
here.....