December 10, 2015

This whole cancer journey has been so magical in a very obscure yet clear way. When I get knocked down and feel as though I can’t get back up, lost in despair, feeling the grim reapers sickle hanging above me…..I somehow am able to digest the latest bad news, taking longer to except and stand back up…..then a series of beautiful and unexplainable small events take place in the most random ways. It’s like guardian angels come to my rescue, taking on mortal form. Indirectly telling me that everything is going to be alrigh, that I’m on the right path. The signs are absolutely everywhere, and when I become weak they present themselves to me. When my heart and eyes open I can see clearly. Although each time I receive bad news and I fall a little deeper into desperation, in return I slough off another layer of something that does not serve me any longer.

Am I being shown the LIGHT because that’s where I’m going? To bring peace to me now before I become infinite LIGHT?
Yep, that’s one thing cancer does to ya!
OVERTHINK
EVERYTHING!!!!

Yet, the magic dances within me once again. I’ve pulled thru that storm, and what lies ahead? I don’t know. But what I do know is that I will continue moving forward no matter what storm is on the horizon.

GOOD NIGHT!

PS. Everybody should live like their dying