I dont mean cancer. In my doctors office, big fat dirty c is apparently “Cure”. I was hemming and hawing yesterday due to a stomach ache…should I do therapy or go home? Dr. said that they aren’t worried about pushing it because they dont expect a cure, only control, another C word.
Not that I didnt know this already, just that I haven’t heard it in awhile. I have had my head so far up my natural remedies hole, in support groups and in lifestyle education, implementing changes, etc. that its become a word that I take seriously…..CURE. Garry was with me and as we walked out he said, “Thats so sad.” I also felt sad and defeated about it, until I came home and started working on my mini alter.
Then I talked to Garry about the fear we both hold in over both of our fates. He too is terminal after all. His advise is to keep busy, don’t think about it because its a poisonous thought. I believe he is right.
Turning it around!
So this morning, I awoke vowing to rededicate myself to my own healing. I am re-evaluating some of the things I need to do more. I have found that in the support groups I tend to serve as an educator to newbies. For example, right now, I am working with a lady whose dad is being diagnosed as terminal and she literally has no experience in the world of juicing, smoothies, alkaline/vegan, herbs, etc. People from the groups have private messaged me for help too. I’m fine with that and am grateful to have had the life I do so that I can serve somebody else. However, I realized that I never seem to ask my cancer buddies for help in return, so one of the things I am going to do is ask for support more often.
Some of you might know that for Lent, I gave up negative thinking. This has been a pattern of mine most of my life so I thought that I might have a very hard time of it. Oddly enough, it was easier than I thought it would be. Nobody-and I mean nobody-can be perfectly positive all the time. I allowed myself to room to falter but the more I allowed it, the less I did. Interesting. Lent is nearly over and I am going to continue with this project.
Negativity can create an acidic body and we know about the mind/body/spirit connections of being cross all the time. That is enough motivation to continue past Lent.
Not being negative doesn’t mean that you end up being positive. Some of the gaps left don’t necessarily need to be filled. I leave some good energy and silence in those holes so that those parts of my life may heal.
Diet of course, needs to be more hardcore.
Re-evaluating my herbal needs
Supplements need re-evaluating
More faith (much much more!)
I will be working on these issues simultaneously. Cancer waits for no-one so baby steps at this late stage of the game are not going to work but doing this all peacefully, with pleasure and even joy are important.
If worse came to worse, the doctors win. I die. But when I die, I will have died trying to make my body, mind and spirit rebalance. I think that will be a good death.
None of this is negative. The doctors office is a challenge to all cancer patients who feel that they have a chance of beating their disease despite the odds. Doctors want to see you cured, they just can’t fathom it. If you are a cancer patient, remember that you have alot of power in your own hands. The doctor might be right or she might not. She is right within the framework of what she knows. I respect that.
Blessings to you all as you go on with your day. I am going to go work on my mini alter.