[AS SEEN IN OM TIMES MAGAZINE] Many of you have experienced the challenge of cancer or another serious illness. Or, perhaps someone you love very dearly is undergoing such an experience. It is the consensus of Western medicine that illness is the “enemy” has must be
fought with all of one’s resources.
What if by fighting your illness, you are further blocking the energy that is already blocked? I “challenge” you to look at cancer from another point of view. As all of life arises to be “witnessed,” it also arises to be loved. What if you no longer make illness an enemy but love it and honor it for its purpose?
Please read on to see how the miraculous in you is allowed to shine forth when you love that which appears to be unlovable. What is offered comes from personal experience–my daughter was eleven when she was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
Christine & Victoria
Awesome 8 love how you talk about mind body and spirit which I use during my practice as a mental health expert. My son was diagnosed in 2013 and let just say that I didn’t get the chance to research other treatment plans because he was dying. The approach I used was to remain calm because he is affected by the way how I react to things. Matter of fact all children are affected so I would pray and ask God to take the wheel. You see we tend to mess things up when we stand in the way of things so just let it go and let God handle it. Thanks for sharing your story. Currently myson is doing much better. He finished treatment for Hodgkins lymphoma over 1 year and almost 2 mths. He’s now attending college and has taken the necessary steps to notice how he feels in his body and address it my mediation, exercise and other activities.
That is awesome, Annmarie! I, too, just acted like it was no big deal with my daughter. I’m not a crier, so I never cried, I didn’t hang around the sad parents whose children were dying in the hospital or trade stories. That may sound selfish, but it is what I was guided to do. I just knew to stick to the business at hand and we’d get through. Love to you, Christine