Medicine can feel like a spell — pushing us past our limits until something breaks. Over 60% of clinicians live with chronic pain, but we push through, protecting identity over health. I know the cost. Is this resilience — or a warning? It’s time to name the culture and choose healing.
This a requiem for the soul of healing. Healing is an art. And like all great art — it begins in the soul. Healing isn’t a procedure. It’s a creative act. It has essence. A spirit. A presence. Science is essential — but it’s the instrument, not the music.
My writing is shaped by emotion, symbol, metaphor, and deeper meaning — not to obscure truth, but to invite it. From your heart, not your mind.
Mother’s Day isn’t easy for everyone. For me, it’s layered — my mother left when I was young and passed away recently. Becoming a father helped me grieve and see what I missed. Mentors once saw a spark in me I couldn’t see. Be that person for someone. You might change their life.