And did you know that perhaps there is no such thing as incurable?
It probably doesn’t sound possible to you because we’ve been so programmed by the paradigms of western medicine. Whether we’ve heard these words directly told to us about our health or in general, I’m sure you’ve heard a version of these frequently-repeated messages:
“There’s no cure for that”
I’ve always been easy to laugh. My Venezuelan cousins teased me as kids because they’d make up silly jokes that even they didn’t think were funny, and I thought they were hilarious.
It’s almost as if the child in me was tapped into the inherent joy of their silliness rather than getting caught up in what ends up being our adult, intellectualized funny/not-funny pre-requisite for allowing ourselves to laugh.
He said it again and again, over the course of the weekend:
This was Bruce Lipton facilitating his workshop at Kripalu, titled "The Grand Convergence of Science and Ancient Religions."
I'm listening to Anita Moorjani's second book, What If This Is Heaven?
It has powerfully reminded me of something I've written about before, but this message is the cornerstone of all of health, and frankly happiness in all of life. So unless we're enjoying perfect health and a miraculous life, there's something here for each of us.
You know what I mean. A chronic should-er sounds like this: "...I really should be exercising more...", "...I should fold that stack of laundry..."