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The taxi driver who picked me up from out the front of the hospital was gentle and present, in a way it was so normal but after the bright lights and drama of the hospital I was surprised, by his present normalacy. He spoke about how everyone he picks up from the hospital is sad. And I said that one of the big problems of western medicine is that it doesn't recognize that emotional and spiritual health are directly related to the health of the physical body. Everyone in the waiting room is stressed because they are unwell and feel abandoned waiting for an undefinable amount of time in order to be seen by a holy grail doctor, who can only help you if you fit into the right box or simple equation; body + pathogen = handy name brand drug or body + injury / open wound = bandage. I know that is of course a generic and simplistic statement to make and of course there is a huge amount of validity and importance in what the medical profession does and I do not wish to undercut it at all but I think that we need radical new ways of thinking and more education and support to develop our own inner doctors rather than always outsourcing our healthcare. To develop awareness of our innate intelligence. All we need we already have. Presence and participation in our own lives, as performer, creator, instigator of who we really are. All injuries bring new dances. Every moment offers an opportunity to learn something about ourselves, to test our condition, to see where the material of life meets us, where we meet it.