How easy it would be to reflect on my journey with anger bubbling to the surface as the cancer in my body continues to grow. I mean after all, my body is failing me. It certainly feels that way as it can’t seem to keep up the way others’ bodies can and instead may very well take me away from being here longer than what I want for my family, especially for my children.
Instead I thank this vessel, which has allowed me to walk, to talk, to learn, to grow, to feel, to experience life, to travel, and to fulfil my dream of becoming a mother. My womb protected and nourished each of our three children and allowed for safe deliveries of their very own vessels into this world so that their souls too can grow.
I thank my vessel for doing the best it could as it managed a stressful journey of five different cancers attempting to take over healthy cells throughout my lifetime. And I thank it for its resilience every time it has been physically opened up and exposed. When cancer cells were cleared out…only to be delicately sewn back together…time after time.
To navigate the ebb and flow, our journey is to learn how to ride the waves when the water is calm and to learn how to steadily catch our breath when the waters are rough and choppy.
Living from my heart space has been key for me. I walked away from what others told me was truth about life and faith and instead listened to my heart. A voice of love, not fear.
Free the self, and grow the soul. A sacred belief I now hold steady.
May you, too, free yourself in whatever ways meant for you as your soul resides in your vessel. And may you do it all from a place of love…and gratitude.