Yesterday, in a therapy group, it was personal medicine for all of us to share our personal medicine.
Notice that the first item on my list of personal medicine is my sister. That’s because Ellen had texted me during the group that she was in the building where I work. After the group, I had the personal medicine of hanging out with Ellen in the lobby of the hospital. She showed me a graph she had created about how Perceivers perform tasks.
Ellen showed me the personal medicine of that chart because, in Myers-Briggs lingo, I’m a perceiver and she’s a judger. I was initially interested and excited, then I got diverted by other priorities.
One of my other priorities yesterday was to go on a walk-through — with my boyfriend Michael, our realtor Jane, and the current owner — of our very-soon-to-be-new home near the ocean.
It’s personal medicine for me to look at that last photo. Imagine the personal medicine of living there, after the closing today.
When Michael and I got back to our soon-to-be-not home last night, we found a note from my son Aaron. Michael did his own personal medicine of writing back on the note.
I hope you know your comments are also personal medicine for me. Please share your personal medicine, below.
Personal thanks to all who helped me create another personal-medicine post and — of course! — to YOU.