“Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have—life itself.” ~Walter Anderson
Bad things happen to all of us, we have all been hit by misfortune, unfortunate events and circumstances, which makes us wonder, why bad things happen to good people! Life is often unfair in its givings At some point in our lives have been or will be affected by some dreadful circumstances or tragedies. When these things happen, It’s okay scream, shout, get angry, and feel sorry for yourself and your circumstance. I’ve thrown so many ‘Pity-Parties‘ I have a standing selection of Wine, Chocolate, A bed & Pillow . Not necessarily in that order, but those are at the top of my go-to list. But I know at some point I have to shake it off, release everything, and not become entirely consumed by it; because if I don’t, there’s no moving forward. I’d be stuck in my pity party, enveloped in its madness.
If you think that you are an extraordinary person you are definitely right because every existence represents a miracle and every miracle is extraordinary by definition!” ~Mehmet Murat ildan
Nothing like pain, disappointment or misfortune to get your praying for miracles. Even in ordinary times I’ve prayed for miracles, big one, little ones, impossible ones. Miracles are like snowflakes; each miracle is unique in its own way. They’re as individual as the person praying for that miracle and we’re always looking for a miracle or looking for something extraordinary to happen in our lives. While we wait, a thousand other things are happening around us that go completely overlooked because they’re not significant enough, we see miracles as something extraordinary, mind-blowing and captivating. We see them as something so rare, they only happen once in a life time and most often only to special people or those who are exceptionally faithful to God.
We all have our own definition of what a miracle is or what they should look like and while many wait to walk on water. Many are thankful for the miracle of waking up each morning. While many wait for angels to descend from heaven, others are thankful for the miracle of watching the sunrise. I’ve learned to appreciate the miracles that are happening around me every day. So while you wait for that extraordinary something, that mind-blowing, captivating feat against law and nature I am grateful for the miracles of life that are constantly in motion.
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Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life. -Omar Khayyam
Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow for us here, I’m often a Scrooge about having to change my clocks, spring forward, fall back always made me miserable because just as my body gets used to the way things are, it changes. This year I’m not going to be a Scrooge about it. Last year taught me some valuable lessons in appreciation as the simple liberties in life were stripped away from us almost overnight, this year have taught me an even bigger lesson in not only appreciation but in gratitude, happiness, love and family! I’ve learned that in even the darkest moments there is cause to be grateful and find happiness in the most simple acts. Many people think happiness is something unattainable to them, that life has to be going grand in order for them to attain happiness. I often felt an internal fear that the happiness I felt today would bring some sorrow for me tomorrow because of that, a lot of my days were spent worrying. Worrying of the simple hint of joy robbed me of so many happy moments.
“If you know the why, then you know what you’re fighting for but sometimes the most important thing is not to ask God why. But to ask God to help you survive the ride.”
Throughout our time here on Earth, we will face many adversities, challenges will be put before us that makes us question everything. I know there have many challenges that have even made me questioned my sanity, there have also been adversities that made me just want to give up! However, the battle that we are currently facing gives me no option of giving up or losing my sanity, it has made me pause, reflect and reevaluate many aspects of my life or our lives. Cancer is not new to me, but each experience is new as is poses a different approach or how we deal with it and with each wave, I find myself riding the same emotional roller coaster, just in a different carriage with a different view.
“In every crisis, doubt or confusion, take the higher path – the path of compassion, courage, understanding and love.” ~ Amit Ray
One year ago this was the last normal week for us and no one knew at the time that last year would be the year our world changed or how drastically life would change for all of us. I remember the discussion around the table during lunch the week prior, early March, about the virus that ravaging China with some of my colleagues trying to predict what course the government would take after rumor’s few cases being confirmed in the UK. No could one predicted what would happen next, we all thought a lockdown might be proposed for a few weeks, maximum a month, then things would go back to normal.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
~ Haruki Murakami
I grew up near the water, I grew up being lulled at night by the sound of the ocean crashing against the shore, sometimes I still imagine the peaceful sound of waves hitting the sand. My grandfather and great-grandfather taught my brothers and me how to swim when we were knee-high or maybe before. It’s been so long it’s difficult to say when my first swimming lesson was. One thing that I always remembered though was my great-grandfather saying telling me, “if your arms and legs ever get tired, roll on your back and float!” Back then sometimes I would float just for the fun of it. There’s something about the sun hitting your face with the waves carrying you like a baby in its mother’s arms and hearing the sound of your heart beating in your ear, that made life wonderful. It takes a lot of concentration to float on water, you have to imagine yourself, light as a feather, your mind has to be clear because it’s easy to just sink to the bottom like a brick if you lose your thought. In that moment of floating on your back, nothing else matters, you are one with the water and if you listen carefully enough, I’m sure you could hear the voice of God through the waves. Can you imagine that?
There have been so many times in my life that I wished I could just hit that reset button. Those times stuck in traffic and forgot to take that short cut, late for a flight and having to pay that penalty, missed on on the big one and didn’t make that investment. Here I am again, finding myself looking for that reset button, only this time it’s not about being late for a flight, we’re in lockdown, I have nowhere to go? Or about missing that big investment or being stuck in traffic. This time is beyond my control, this time, it’s a test of love, hope, but most of all a test of faith. Is my love great enough to pass on the healing energy to another Being who has lived in my heart for the past 11 years? Do I have enough hope to carry them through this unfortunate ordeal and is my faith strong enough to be rewarded with a much-needed miracle? These are the questions that have been playing in my head for the past two weeks.
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1 There is a thin line between holding the faith and letting go. We all go through seasons in our lives where our faith is rocked to the core and we just want to let go. But life is about learning to take leaps of faith, putting one foot in front of another even if you can’t see the path in front of you. Life is about believing in what some may call the impossible, it’s about living beyond the boundaries of what our mind tells us is the limit. I stand at the threshold of that line, my faith is being tested and I wished to God there was a reset button right now. Throughout our journey, there have been struggles, we climbed mountains even when we couldn’t see the top. Through those struggles, we’ve learned to laugh, cry, and to accept things even when they weren’t going our way. It has to led us to a greater appreciation of the good times. it gave us insight into how our life should be and how we wanted it to be and it has been a wonderful life, is it selfish to want more of those years together?
Right now I’m trying to remind myself that on cloudy days, even when we can’t see it, the Sun is there. Faith is no different, even in times we question it, faith is there, hope is there, love is every present and even in our darkest hours, the Universe is conspiring to give us that which we seek and like all things in life through the next God is omniscient and miracles happen everyday! This day and everyday until we get a clear diagnoses, I’m keeping the faith, while praying for a miracle!
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“The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself completely.” ~C.G. Jung
As we near the end of yet another lockdown here in the U. K, I can’t help but to hit the pause button to reflect on not only the past year, but the past few months. From December to now I’m constantly reflecting on the many things I have implemented in my life which have not only kept me grounded and focus during the first year of this pandemic but has helped we found the self was buried. In the process I discovered that most of what I was looking for was already there, by paying closer attention to self I found what was staring me in the face all along. The quietness of my morning meditative walks helped me discover the beautiful yet simple things in my life.
Chris and I were friends for what seemed like forever. He was my brother from another mother, I kept him grounded, he kept me sane. His mother Val was one of my Mother’s best friends growing up so it was no surprise that she was chosen to be my one Godmothers and no surprise that Chris would turn out to be like a brother to me, we knew each other from the womb. Our free spirits made us inseparable, we shared many adventures he was my Crusoe and I was his Friday.
Genuinely happy people know above all else the importance of taking care of themselves. They’re constantly improving their lives through daily rituals to keep themselves on track. 2020 was a messy year,2021 has yet to prove itself better, we are all going through uncertain times right now but your family, friends and those we come in contact with deserve to experience the best version of you!