Maybe it's an epidemic, maybe my age. Another friend has cancer. Thursday morning at 5:30 a.m. I will have taken Rick and his wife, a friend since high school, to Stanford hospital where the docs will remove Rick's cancerous kidney.

Wednesday afternoon I gave Rick a session to help him recieve the procedure without resistance and to help facilitate quicker post surgical recovery and healing. When he gets out of surgery I will give him a modified bedside session.

When we are afraid that things can go wrong we tense our muscles, grit our teeth, raise our blood pressure. Even the most well adjusted and prepared individual may have pre-surgical concerns. Especailly about losing an organ. When we were done today, Rick looked at me and said, "I'm ready." I could tell that he was by the congruence of his words with the energy in his body.

I'm grateful all the time that my gift is healing work. Even before I developed healing skills, I would visit the sick trusting that sometimes that was what they most needed. And yes, I took a risk that it might  be percieved as an intrusion.

It is part of my spiritual path and practice to visit the sick and support mourners. Some days I feel so lucky to have found a way to give tangible support.  Even when healing work doesn't seem in order, I ask if  a visit or meal is wanted.

 
What gift do you have to bring to someone in need? Is it a strong arm to move a wheelchair or furniture around, great meals that can be frozen and eaten when needed, a way with words, a green thumb and fresh garden flowers?

I've heard so many people say, "Call me if you need something." When you have been in need, did you  call anyone besides family and maybe a best friend or two? I don't. I have to fight the urge to isolate and make myself call at least one or two dear friends when I'm in need. So don't wait for them to ask, reach out.

What is your gift? Share it whenever you can. Then one day when you need help, you can give the best gift of all....recieving.