I don’t often enough slow down, catch my breath, and share personal behind-the-blogger thoughts and glimpses of my life, so today I’m making time in Personal Reflections: Cancer, Healing, and a New Source of Support.
Maybe you need to hear these words
I’m typing stream-of-consciousness style.
Maybe you need to somehow
feel joined on your journey.
We both know that while interior design, renovation,
and creative projects are blogworthy fun
and pleasant paths for our attention,
there are far more valuable matters…
My parents just flew home to Arizona after visiting with us
for a few weeks, and this was an important trip
since my mom has not been healthy enough to
travel for two years.
It has been nearly five years since she received
a breast cancer diagnosis, and since that time,
many more challenges.
BRCA2 genetic mutation, colon cancer, melanoma,
and osteoporosis joined her life and ours.
She can’t easily feed herself or walk, and
her new normal continues to be successive
doctor appointments, procedures, and treatments.
But do you know what else joined her?
Joy. Gratitude. Healing.
Not beer and skittles joy.
Not ‘I’m just happy to be alive’ gratitude.
And not ‘full, miraculous recovery’ healing.
Rather, the joy looks like: a renewed sense of wonder,
contentment, and easy laughter in spite of pain.
The gratitude presents as profound thankfulness for
baby birds hatching just outside her window.
And the healing…the healing has come
tenderly, in the absence of cure, friends.
To experience such healing is to glimpse
eternity, feel transformed by a holy force,
and taste the sweetness of a lighter realm
of reality…it’s what I desire on my own
journey and for humanity.
Mom has been in constant pain for years now,
yet has leaned into grace more times than I can count.
In such utter vulnerability, her heart has opened to
the ultimate healing: a healing of spirit.
You cannot be caught up in a loved one’s
healing without feeling your own spirit
transform, and this is the part of the
cancer story I find impossibly gorgeous…
as superficial layers of self fall away,
the raw and true diamond beneath
begins to glimmer with beauty.
There is pain, but it’s never wasted!
The transformation never stops with the patient.
Others are drawn into sparkling beauty,
and their diamonds begin to surface too.
Then, as the light reflects and refracts
from the collective sacred prisms
(all linked by a relentless disease
and love for each other),
well, I think this may be the most
lifegiving sort of healing I know.
Is this language too mystical?
It’s what I speak now when I’m wide awake,
and friends, it’s so tempting to go to sleep
and sleepwalk through the pain and suffering
around us and in us, but I encourage you
to open your eyes wide and SEE that
there is nothing to fear and so much
healing waiting for you.
A new source of support on the web for folks with
cancer, chronic illness, anxiety, or grief
has surfaced on the horizon, and I am
excited to introduce you to
an amazing site founded by
work and how her products
and services are changing the
landscape of recovery.
These three words:
a healing spirit
are resonating deeply
within my heart this very moment.
Thank you for reading me
and encouraging me for
so many years as I have
I would love to hear from you if you have a moment!
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Peace to you right where you are.
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