I read a “Soul Inspirations” newsletter this morning and it suggests meditation as a means to calm your mind and come into alignment with your soul. Well, I have been meditating for many, many years and know it truly to be a path to peace and joy in my life.
The article describes a basic meditation by guiding the reader to “focus on your breath.” It further suggests that you choose a symbol to focus on with your “mind’s eye” or the “third eye” which is located between your eyebrows in the center of your forehead. Examples of symbols were “a flower, a religious symbol or icon, a single word or whatever is pleasing to you.”
So, what symbol do you think comes up for me?? A DOLLAR SIGN! Shit! It’s always about money, isn’t it?! Here I am feeling all spiritual and everything and the first thing that comes up for me is dollar signs – right in the middle of my forehead.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
OBSERVATIONS FROM A CHEMO OBSERVER
My beloved fiancé is going through chemo treatments for non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. The prognosis is very good. They say with his CD20 genetic marker and new drugs the chemo will wipe it right out. Good news.
Meanwhile, he still has to suffer the chemo treatments. I think a “survivor” is not necessarily those who have had cancer and survived, but those who’ve gone through chemo and survived. I had breast cancer. A surgery, several weeks of recovery and physical therapy and I came out the other side looking better than before. I don’t see myself as a “survivor.” I didn’t have to go through the hell of chemotherapy.
There is no surgery planned for Bruce. The chemo should take care of the problem.
Little by little, I’m watching the chemo’s tentacles begin their slow reaching take over of his behaviors and preferences.
He isn’t drinking coffee. He LOVES coffee. Not right now.
He moved the flowers his sister brought. The smell bothers him.
He didn’t gel his hair this morning.
Meanwhile, he still has to suffer the chemo treatments. I think a “survivor” is not necessarily those who have had cancer and survived, but those who’ve gone through chemo and survived. I had breast cancer. A surgery, several weeks of recovery and physical therapy and I came out the other side looking better than before. I don’t see myself as a “survivor.” I didn’t have to go through the hell of chemotherapy.
There is no surgery planned for Bruce. The chemo should take care of the problem.
Little by little, I’m watching the chemo’s tentacles begin their slow reaching take over of his behaviors and preferences.
He isn’t drinking coffee. He LOVES coffee. Not right now.
He moved the flowers his sister brought. The smell bothers him.
He didn’t gel his hair this morning.
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