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Pain. Listen to your reactive points response. In my early twenties, I read the description of a Shaman, one who seeks vision through the veil of pain. I immediately woke up and recognized a portal that could help me locate my path to the core.
I didn’t realize I had pain until I entered young adulthood. After I read the Shaman description, I got curious and made more effort to identify and name pain symptoms. “The worst case of poison ivy I’ve ever seen,” as expressed by a doctor. “The biggest tumor I ever saw!” as defined by another.
Constipation, very scary, and sinusitis — the pain of drowning in suffocation. Torn knee, motorcycle accident impacting the entire right side. Broken jaw by way of a street altercation.
But, I couldn’t deny energetic and emotional pain increasingly lit the path. Shame Pain became champagne, portal nectar to deeper levels of release. Yet, Shame Pain is indescribable. I had a language before English — all of us did. Before we spoke, we had a language. But, as my Shaman identity shifts to a Wounded Healer, I have come to understand the pain in new ways.
I’ve reached out to people who readily tell me they don’t experience pain, even as their bodies age and become less mobile. My curiosity flares. Why do some people experience pain and others do not? Two of my fav Medium writers, Shannon Ashley and David Price, have helped me understand this paradox.
My pain is mine to claim as I work my way through life’s curves. And, now, I gratefully accept initiation into the Wounded Healer Clan. I understand the purpose of my pain.
