It’s been a week, today, since my last chemo therapy. I am finally – finally, done. The level of gratitude is endless, even if I still haven’t really grasped the fact that this is the last time I have to go through the effects, and that the only road ahead...
I just a few minutes ago realized something, which was QUITE the insight for me. 😮 Seriously – I’ve never thought about this specific matter, in this way. It’s superinteresting, and something that I am most definitely going to start working on.
I usually say that I inherited most from my mother’s destructive patterns and beliefs, but frankly – one of the greatest gifts, I got from my dad. And it’s funny, because he did not believe in anything but the material, physical reality that most people stay within.
When going through miserable times, such as chemo therapy, it’s important to find ways to pull through. I found one, quite unexpectedly, but both useful and effective. I found Me, Myself and I – but not in the sense that I’ve done before. Oh, I still have all the people...
It’s been couple of days since my first chemo – technically, it’s Tuesday (2.08am), thus five days since my first chemo. It’s been some really weird days, and I wanted to write somethings down, just to remember since I fear this may be hidden in haze once this is all...
I’ll just use this blog to write about this, since I want to keep it away from social media as much as possible. I really don’t want the over-sympathy that people tend to express, or the fear and turning away. I’m used to dealing with heavy stuff by myself, and...
At the moment, I have very good reason to look over my belief system – and more importantly, the stories I have about myself, and the agreements I have made with and about myself. The reason being the lump I found in my boob earlier this summer.
I have so many dreams of how I want to live my life. I also have an equal amount of disappointments, since very few of said dreams has come true, or are likely to come true. The subject of this post – letting go, is heavily inspired by a friend...
My spirit guides, my power animal, all the people on the other side of the veil, has chosen to close the doors on me. It’s not the first time, and it’s only temporary. Still, I do find it somewhat annoying. But for the first time ever, I do understand why....
For the last couple of days, I’ve been asking for guidance on my journey forward, through the process of “moving into my new life”, as I like to talk about it. I actually like it, said like that. However, today, I was shown a stage – much like in a...
