I think I got the idea of storytelling all wrong. 😀 I thought it meant that I should be telling stories – fiction, really. Fiction with points to be made, for sure, but fiction, nonetheless. I also thought I were to write these stories. But I’ve only just realized that...
I take realizations wherever I can get them, and I had one couple of hours ago that I feel the need to write down. It was mainly about manifestation, and something I feel might be worth spending some time to actually consider from as many perspetives as possible.
Had a nice conversation with an old friend the other day. We spoke about manifesting, and I raised the question – why DO I suck at manifesting? Yesterday, I got a message with some information on a book that says manifesting should be done from a state of balance rather...
I just listened to/watched the beginning of a video with Richard Grannon, where he speaks of ego and shadow work. I’m mainly interested in shadow work, and while listening, I googled very quickly. Read one of the results briefly, and found a sentence that really stuck with me.
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 had an experience today, where someone brought me down from my high horses. I think and I feel like I am beginning to become an amazing person, for so many reasons. Yet, there are things about me that I’m not proud of, that I don’t particularily like or enjoy,...
Being who I am, I’m always interested in finding something to learn from what I experience. This whole situation with cancer is no different. Especially since it is not my first encounter with it. I lost both my parents, my granddads and my youngest uncle to cancer, so obviously there...
Third day after surgery, and I’m still exhausted. A little less exhausted than yesterday, but still – tired as hell. I am beginning to realize that perhaps I need to start a new thought process about this. I’m a bit perplexed about it, but perhaps I do need to.
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...
