Click here to view or print, Let the Healing Begin, a poem I wrote to remind myself that dealing with the dis-ease of pain is a part of life; and the medicine is love, not anger, if I am to heal myself.  No one can do this very important work for me.  I can learn a great deal from others, but it is in the quiet and sometimes not so quiet places in my own heart and mind that the challenging work of healing takes place.  I am so thankful to be alive in this day and time.  We live in an age like never before.  We have so much research and information at our finger tips.  The opportunity for humans to reach their full potential is here and now.  I sometimes wonder how different the world would have been for our parents' generation, or the one before that, or before even that (you get the idea), if they had even a small percentage of the knowledge available today.  So much information, so many possibilities, sometimes it seems overwhelming, just too much.  But I think it's this simple, all great change for the good starts with one person making the decision to love no matter what the odds, no matter what the obstacles.  Love is a choice.