by Shannon Everest, Ocean Shores Australia

A few years ago, I started to grow a mole on the tip of my nose. It began very, very small and slowly started to grow bigger. After about 8 months of observing it grow a little bit bigger over time, I decided it was time to stop and have a really good look at this.

I did have an issue with the way that it looked on my nose, but bigger than that was the fact that I could feel something was being expressed to me through this suddenly appearing on my nose. It felt like this mole had something to say and that it was there for a reason. I had a pretty good feeling that the mole growing on my nose had a lot to do with me lying to myself, in the same tradition as Pinocchio lying and his nose growing bigger. I could feel that I too had been lying to myself and therefore to others, and my body had found its own way of letting me know… which was ‘smack-bang’ right in front of my face – literally.

There are several variations of the story of Pinocchio but I like the one in the Walt Disney film. In the film, the puppet comes to life with a promise that he can become a real boy if he proves himself, ‘brave, truthful and unselfish’. The next day his father sends him out into the world, carrying his book, pail and bright red apple, with a joyful skip in his step, off to join the other boys and girls. On his way, he gets spotted by a couple of unsavoury characters; they trip him up and then lure him with the promise of fame and fortune. Pinocchio goes on a journey of epic proportions, encountering all there is in life to take him away from that joy and truth he began with. Along the way he does some lying to the Blue Fairy that brought him to life to mask the steps he had taken away from himself. She says to him, “a lie will keep growing and growing, until it’s as plain as the nose on your face”. It is a very powerful and symbolic story when you apply it to real life and to my situation….

So I decided to address the mole on all levels. I began looking at my life and the lie I was becoming more and more aware that I was living. I could feel there was so much more love to be expressed. I could feel how much I was holding back with not only my family but with everyone, from simple things to bigger things, the important words I felt were being held back. There was a joy and a truth that I could feel within me yet found difficult to hold in my life, and there always seemed to be a lot of things that would come in the way of it being an easy and natural way to live. So it was time for me to begin to look at this on all levels.

I could not ignore the constant sense that I was amazing, yet the way I was living was so far from the amazingness I could feel. I began to look at how I was lying to myself about just how amazing I was. I started to look at it all differently, from within me, out – and could feel that the amazingness came from a simple way of living and being: that I didn’t have to be something and achieve something of epic proportions in the world because I was already feeling all of these amazing yet simple things from within but hadn’t learnt how to appreciate them and bring them into my life.

In addition to becoming more aware of all of this, I made a doctor’s appointment. The doctor took a look and confirmed that yes, it was a mole growing on my nose, and that it was quite rare for someone over 30 to grow new moles but yet – there it was. I asked for a referral to a plastic surgeon to have it removed, which I was given, and off I went home.

I was very committed to the fact that I was not going to have this mole removed without truly addressing the underlying causes of why I felt it was there.

I went home from this appointment and within 24 hours, came down with an intense flu. I had fevers for days, could barely eat or get out of bed. On the first morning after the flu began I woke to discover that the mole on my nose was suddenly bleeding. I felt this was strange, there was no physical reason why; I hadn’t bumped or scratched it but was too sick to take much notice.

Over the next few days, the mole proceeded to literally fall off in bits so that by the time the flu was complete, the mole was completely gone from my skin and to look at my nose you would never have even known the mole was there. It was a far more amazing surgical job than any plastic surgeon could have done.

It was an amazing miracle, it was a confirmation in me of everything I felt to be true; the connections between my body, health and illness and the underlying energetic causes and how they relate to everything about the way I live on a day-to-day basis.

Losing the mole was a miracle, a gift I had given myself in my commitment to the truth. I did not want to go back to the old habits, patterns and behaviours that would have allowed the mole to be there in the first place. When the mole was there, I could not ignore what I felt when I saw it daily in the mirror. Now that it was gone and through this healing taking place, I had a new marker in my body that could never be forgotten. So the mole had turned into something truly positive and powerful. This skin mole was a gift and through the healing that took place, I had a whole new level of awareness that I could call on each day.

I can thank Serge Benhayon, who has inspired me to trust what I feel, to honour that there is more to illness and disease and to life in general than what initially meets the eye; and for reminding me of the joyful story of Pinocchio, which contains a lot of truth through its symbology.