The Healer: A Traveler of Souls

No place is too dark for the Healer; no place is too deep. With little effort, she walks to landscapes hidden from sight and obscured from memory. No landscape is too desolate for her calloused feet to tread. She is the moon, granting a soft light to walk by, the stars twinkling to remind those below of beauty, the gentle pool for the weary to rest their feet and refresh their minds. No place is too far for a Healer, no place too foreign, for inside her is the ability to speak the language of the heart. Her mouth may be still, but her heart surges forth. Her body may be far, but her soul is near.

The Healer dreams hope, breathes love, and whispers strength. She does not fear the darkness, for it is not any different than the light. The Healer illuminates the beauty in both and helps mend the broken paths that make the darkness treacherous. She will sing in the sunlight, dance in the rain, sway in the moonlight, and praise throughout the changes. 

She may never get to see the northern lights, but she watches them dance in the eyes of a new mother. She may never stand over the grand canyon, but she gazes into those depths as she sits with the dying man. She may never hike up Mount Everest, but she will scale the steep slopes of addiction with a friend. She may never climb the Eiffel tower, but she will take step after endless step with the single mother. Instead of The Great Barrier Reef's magnificent length, she will snorkel the depths of the human heart. Instead of the Pyramids or Ruins in Mexico, she will walk the broken roads in shattered souls. 

She does not worry about tomorrow, for she knows tomorrow depends on today. Souls trapped in turmoil face tomorrows that are dark and moonless, and the light of a single soul breaking through the dark night can transform those tomorrows. She does not worry about the things of the world, though many say she should. But she knows her realm is the spiritual. 

While many seek to travel the world, she knows that the most beautiful places - the most transcendent wonders - are here, beside her. So that is where she shall go. 

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