You are the blessing

How different would your life be if you considered yourself a blessing in the world? How would life on this planet be if you saw yourself as a medicine person who offers medicine to whatever circumstances or problems or issues or illnesses that plague us—whether it be the illness of loneliness and separation and division, or the plague of constantly searching outside ourselves to fix what we think is wrong.

How different would the world be if you knew you’re a blessing to the world, to nature, to other humans, and to all the beings on this planet?

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How different would it be if you saw yourself as whole and complete, just as you are? Whether you feel symptoms or not, whether you feel sad or angry, or happy and peaceful— you are a whole and complete medicine person and a blessing to all.

When I see my self as a blessing and a medicine person, things seem to transform around me. Right now, I am doing my daily morning meditation on my back porch, even though it's a rainy, cold day. I have the blessings of a hat, a coat, a warm blanket and a cup of coffee as I watch the birds and squirrels be birds and squirrels.

While I sit here as a blessing unto the earth, I notice that the more I understand this, the more varieties of birds appear. I know that might sound odd, as if my seeing myself as a blessing makes a difference in the variety of animals that appear in my life. Yet, this is my observation: Today's varieties include 2 kinds of woodpeckers, mourning doves, chickadees, song sparrows, towhees, robins, crows, ravens, starlings and hummingbirds…

My other observation is, when I go out into the world as a blessing, whether in the forest or in a busy supermarket, everything seems to shine up around me. Even people who are burdened and trapped inside of the matrix of their own mind seem to light up for a moment, look at me, and most times go back to their self imprisonment. As a blessing in the world, though, you are not a prisoner. Even if you are in an actual prison, you are not a prisoner.

You are a blessing. And from wherever you are, whether it's in bed dealing with an illness, or out and about and dancing in the aisles of the supermarket (That would be me, by the way), as a blessing in the world, your blessing frequency is felt in the world. And the more the frequency of blessing is felt in the world, the more this good, good medicine will take up space.

We have kept ourselves small and imprisoned for way too long.

Centuries upon centuries of seeing ourselves as helpless and in need of something or someone else to complete us and tell us what to do, because we are told that we are born imperfect.

And if we are born imperfect, we need interventions from outside ourselves to make us whole and complete.

I'm tearing up now because this is a sad state of being. I'm sad because I believe humans have been taken over by another force that keeps us always in a state of incompleteness, of needing something outside of us, to heal us because we are wrong in so many different ways: We are ill. We're prone to mistakes and bad thoughts, and so forth.

Now, I am not saying that as a blessing unto the world, you will not suffer. You will suffer, because that is human and real in this world. You will suffer sadness, anger and suffer through occasional symptoms

That all said, if you are the blessing and the medicine, then other people who are blessings will find you and offer their medicine—not in a way to fix you and complete you so much as support you as a blessing and remind you: You have so much to share with the world.

So let me support you in sharing what you offer. This is the way of a medicine person: I’m not here to fix you.

I’m here to support what is already there, including tools, instructions, intuitive guidance and most importantly remembering that….

You are whole and complete, just as you are.

You are a medicine for the world and a blessing to all beings.