Most of us have at some point had a stumble when we were children. At first we fall, then we lapse into delayed sobbing followed by a progressive wailing scream. Our mothers or fathers come rushing to our aid. What dries the tears is not a white coat or a pill. What gives us that serenity is that assurance that we are loved and will be alright. “It’s okay” are the magic words spoken with unconditional love and affection.

Speed to our present moment or a recent time when we had a similar “boo boo” as an adult. Does the healthcare provider usually give us that same attention? Probably not, and kind of awkward for your doctor to talk to you like they’re your mother. After all, we have a healthcare system that can care for millions of people. Yet, we are quite close to the bottom of the heap when it comes to delivering quality care. Sadly, the trends in recent decades have moved away from the independent small-town doctor, the one who delivered you, cared for your parents, cared for your children, and someday your grandchildren. These ancestors KNEW you for who you were. To know someone, not just their disease, is to truly care for them.

When we become ill, there’s a part of us that’s still that child in distress. We instinctively want someone to make it all better. The most important person we must first trust is ourselves. Our current healthcare system does not teach us that due to so many third parties involved. By trusting our instincts that something is wrong despite what some providers may tell us is the first step. Lab tests and images are not the only confirmation of illness or dis-ease– we are.

Given the state of our healthcare system, it will take a long time to change a system so vast. But, we can our perspective on how to approach illness. We can rediscover how powerful we really are as healers. We can be the parents of our child self and say, “It’s okay.” Only then can we return to the road to wellness. One step at a time… .