A Quiet Lesson from Nature at Autumn

Dear Reader:

I loved this picture of a beautiful fall setting along a path that reveals a light at the end of the tunnel. *I needed to see that photo today.

I will have to admit that yesterday was not one of my favorite days. My wonderful friend, K.C. took me to my next appointment with Dr. McDreamy, a.k.a., my cute dermatologist/ surgeon who removed the bad “squamos” cells from my foot. This was to be my third Epi skin graft. He was away on vacation last week.

When he looked at my foot though he saw some infection was starting to settle in and decided to refer me to a deep wound specialist…a friend of his to get a second opinion.

He went and called his friend and the deep wound doctor could work me in right then so I didn’t have to make another trip to Mt. Pleasant. When K.C. and I arrived at his office…it was slam packed…but the receptionist quickly got all my insurance information and a wonderful nurse named Susan took me to a room to look at the wound and do some preliminary clean-up before the doctor arrived.

I love looking at the stars at night but not in a doctor’s office…when he went to clean out the wound I literally saw stars. I didn’t know who was going to faint first…me or poor K.C. who had a chair in the examining room. I had never felt such pain in my life….I am sure it didn’t last long but it felt like 100 bees had attacked my foot. I am so glad I was in the dark about that procedure…or I would have hobbled out there as fast as my poor foot would have taken me.

So now I am back to square one and not sure where it all goes from here…I was too exhausted from the procedure to ask. I return next Tuesday and hopefully will learn more then.

K.C. and I had plans to go to the store and a few other stops but after getting prescriptions from two different CVS’s and some lunch…we headed home….both of us drained.

K.C. I can not thank you enough for going with me…it would have been so much worse alone. And thank you for your encouraging observation that you think this was a “divine” intervention to get things back on track and get the healing started in the right direction. I pray this is so.

When I got home there was a weekly “Spotlight on Kindness” that re-iterated what K.C. felt about this turn of events. God’s reassurance that K.C. called the situation right.

“Let me fall if I must. The one I will become will catch me.” Baal Shem Tov

I loved the editor’s note (Ameeta) accompanying this quote: It was as if this observation had just been written for me today when I most needed it.

“Nature’s season offer many quiet lessons. Nature sheds and seeds in autumn, reflects while dormant in winter and bursts forth anew in spring.

Similarly, as we fall, a new version of us rises. As one layer of us peels off, a deeper layer is revealed. What feels like falling is often the seed for growth or something new- something deeper and more connected to our authentic nature.”

I certainly hope all the infected peeled layers of my foot wound will reveal a deeper level receptive to new healing and good health.

So until tomorrow….Back to my recliner with my foot propped up…doctor’s orders and perhaps God’s too. 🙂 Dear Father, let this intervention today, as painful as it was,  reveal the new path to successful healing.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh




About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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7 Responses to A Quiet Lesson from Nature at Autumn

  1. Honey Burrell says:

    IOh Becky, I had you on my mind all day yesterday, I was going to call when I got back from a clay class in Asheville but it was late and I was beat. I am so sorry you have to deal with this. But I know God will see you through this . I’ll keep you in my prayers and always in my heart. I pray today will be a wonderful day for you. I will once again journey to Trust to our special Chapel of Hope. I’m taking two friends that I know will feel the spirit. This will be my fourth trip since May. Oh how I always look forward to being there and sharing it with others! Love you lots and lots,Honey


  2. bcparkison says:

    Oh becky…I am so sorry to read of your troubles. More prayers for you.


  3. Joan turner says:

    Dear Becky…having some idea of what you are going through my heart goes out to you. I am so sorry you are going through this pain and apprension. I pray the deep wound will heal and the skin grafts will take effect and you are back up and going, enjoying your family, friends, home, and daily life. 💕


  4. Beautiful picture that seems to depict light at the end of the tunnel, which is so hopeful. Praying still for complete healing. But it is so good to see that you stil have your faith.


  5. ambikasur says:

    Hi Becky, so sorry to learn about your deep wound… Will surely pray for your healing… I understand that the last few days of your life has been extremely draining since the car theft and foot surgery… God has plans for you to reveal His glory… Don’t worry at all, we are all there for you… Loads of love n prayers… Take care…


  6. Jo Dufford says:

    Oh, Becky, I didn’t get to computer yesterday, but I am so sorry to hear this. I can’t imagine the pain you must have had. I only wish the doctor could have sprayed a little pain killer on the place before cleaning it. They sometimes can do that, but maybe it wasn’t possible this time. I will certainly have you in my prayers. Love the picture, and indeed there has to be a light at the end of this tunnel soon.


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