Miracles Part I

Thy name is healing, O my God, and remembrance of Thee is my remedy. Nearness to Thee is my hope, and love for Thee is my companion. Thy mercy to me is my healing and my succor both in this world and the world to come. Thou, verily, art the All-Bountiful, the All-Knowing, the All-wise.

– Baha’u'llah, The Hidden Words

In January, I was the recipient of a healing so incredibly deep that I will never, ever be the same.

I don’t know the exact moment. Despite my thinking that healing was a singular moment where the proverbial magic wand is waved over someone’s head and all the hurt and pain was taken away (which, in a way, is exactly how I feel), there was no specific moment for it. At least not one that I can pinpoint.

Considering it was junk I had been holding onto, clinging to, really, for almost half my life, the fact that I don’t remember the moment when I felt released or realized that it was gone amazes me.

It was simply there until it wasn’t. It wasn’t until I went to eat something (non-specific because I really don’t remember) or do something that was part of old habits, and I just sort of said to myself, “I don’t have to do this anymore.”

And So It Begins

Today marked the beginning of the Baha’i Fast, a spiritual practice which I first encountered last year.

I don’t have any of my numbers handy — my starting weight and things like that, but since I’m such a fan of important dates, I thought this would be a perfect day to begin this blog.

Even if there’s only 20 minutes left in the day.

I really didn’t accomplish much of anything today. I worked, slept, and spent some time with some out-of-town friends.

I also left my medicine at work this morning. That was sort of surprising, and I wasn’t going to bother with it (conceivably unwise, but factual nonetheless) until I remembered that my vitamins were in it, too.

I’ve been making monthly health goals — specific practices which I adopt each month in order to completely create a new healthy lifestyle one or two steps at a time. This month it’s drinking 6 cups of water a day and taking vitamins.

They’re not so much goals as they are commitments. Which is why I found myself, at approximately 10 tonight, driving to work to get my medicine bag. Not because it had medicine in it, but because it had my vitamins in it.

And my second day into this particular commitment is way too early to go and break it.