We All Need a Little Help Now and Then
You're Not Alone
My dear friend, in her loving, stern voice, says to me, “Gloria, you need to go to the doctor.”
She persists.
In her endearing and motherly way, she questions my whys of not going, explains in detail why I should go, and doesn’t let up until I not only agree, but also say that I will call the doctor that day.
For those who know me well, know that although I have deep respect for them, I avoid “western medicine docs” at all costs. Well, almost all costs. Some costs are just too high to pay.
I’m so grateful I accepted my girlfriend’s help. She was right.
Hey, we all need a little help now and then.
My Unexpected Relaxed (Needed) Doctor’s Visit
My tendency during my rare visits to a doctor’s office vacillates. Friend, I go from being an adult with stoic clinical composure to a trembling youth.
However, this doctor dressed in his Hawaiian shirt, shorts and no shoes, his inviting smile, his oversized comfy chairs, and his easy, relaxed chatting demeanor, along with his complete transparency (he had a large screen that showed every detail of our visit) - put me at ease.
He even welcomed my many questions and didn’t flinch when I disagreed with the duration he wanted me to take the prescriptions. With his warm smile, right there on the big screen, he prescribed the medications for the duration I suggested.
Even as I looked at the screen listing the suggested blood tests and voiced my concern—saying doctors often take too much blood and I didn’t want that happening to me—he simply smiled. Then, with calm and clarity, he walked me through each test, explaining why he believed it was necessary.
Yep, I was in the right place, with the right doctor, getting the help my friend knew I needed.
How about you?
Have there been moments in your life when you needed support/help but didn’t realize it at the time?
Have you ever looked back and noticed times when you needed help, even if you didn’t think so in the moment?
Can you think of a time when help was needed, but you weren’t quite ready to admit it?
Something Shifts the Moment We Let Help in
The moment we let help in the walls we’ve built for protection begin to soften. The burden we thought we had to carry alone begins to feel lighter—not because the load has changed, but because we’re no longer holding it by ourselves.
When someone takes the time to offer us their presence, their skill, or their concern, it’s an echo of love—sometimes divine, sometimes earthly, always meaningful.
In allowing help, we don’t just receive assistance—we receive relationship. And in that relationship, the truth reveals itself: We were never meant to do this alone. We were never alone to begin with.
Receiving help is more than just getting something done or solving a problem. It’s a soul-to-soul transmission that says: You matter. I see you. You’re not alone.
Letting in help, even when we're not convinced we need it, teaches us to see ourselves with gentler eyes. It opens the door to deeper healing, often in places we hadn’t realized were hurting.
And perhaps most beautifully, it strengthens the invisible threads between us —reminding us we were never meant to do this life alone.
“I’ve always heard that it’s better to give than to receive, but someone has to receive, and I’ve learned to do it.”
― M.J. Eberhart
How might your life change if you were to believe that receiving is as holy as giving?
Inner Joy Compass Prompt
To receive help allows us to taste the sweetness of being cared for, of being loved not for what we can do or how well we hold it all together, but simply because we exist.
There’s joy in that surrender. Joy in being seen. Joy in letting someone else carry the weight, even just for a while.
Let’s expand on our joy, shall we?
Please complete the questions starting with, I wonder…
If I were to open myself to help—without guilt or hesitation—what blessing might I discover in the arms of another?
If I were to receive support as a gift rather than a weakness, what joy might unfold in my heart?
What would it mean to trust that I don’t have to figure everything out alone?
May we come to see that help is not a burden, but a bridge.
And may we walk across that bridge with open hearts—together.
Thank you for being here with me.
I appreciate you.
With all my love,
Gloria
P.S. I’m healing. 😊