I realized that I had been hoping my body would tell me who I am or confirm something about my identity. But this hope was empty from the outset because we are made in God’s image.
We can heal challenges to our health and happiness through recognizing ourselves as the pure, reflection of God, Spirit, dispersing the mistaken beliefs that would obscure our true nature.
There was a spiritual lesson in this: The effects we may feel from another’s wrong behavior (inadvertent or intentional) have more to do with our reaction than with the incident itself.
It became clear to me that the type of sexist treatment we had experienced and the belief that it had to be tolerated as “just the way it is” had to be challenged for everyone’s benefit, not just my own.