tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37805688741666993692024-02-20T03:27:42.840-05:00 SuessK - relentlessHOPE . . . the ongoing writings of Suess Karlsson's journey with life, hope, faith and cancer. I'm the author of Heal Me and F**K This Cancer, relentlessHOPE: A Journal for Living with Cancer, and the creator of relentlessHOPE LIVE. For current books, information or to reserve an event date with SuessK, please visit: www.suessk.com
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-12100025585730298162016-10-20T23:44:00.000-04:002016-10-20T23:44:46.700-04:00What were you doing in 2006?<div class="MsoNormal">
What were you doing in 2006?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the afternoon of Thursday Oct. 20, 2006? Do you remember?
I do. Distinctly and in detail. After finding a lump under my arm that morning,
I was hearing from my local physician, for the very first time . . . “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I think you have cancer.” </i>Life Before
Cancer ended on Oct. 20, 2006 </div>
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On Friday Oct. 21, 2006, the biopsied lump was whisked away
to a lab for testing leaving me to wait till Monday, Oct. 24, 2006 when I
heard, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“ Stage 4. Small Lymphocytic
Lymphoma / Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia.( SLL/CLL )<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i>Stage 4!!<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>Eleven
days later, on Nov. 6, I began a two and half year regime of chemotherapy. I
was told with the blood markers I had, that 5 -7 years was a good prognosis of my
life. This cancer is dogged and persistent. It is ‘treatable but not curable’ .
. . says the experts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every day of
my life, I choose life, joy and hope. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">relentlessHOPE</i>
-that is my mantra. Hope that is more dogged, more persistent and more
tenacious then CLL/SLL. I have now been in remission since 2007 . . . <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>many wonderful, amazing, memorable
experiences since that day in 2006 . . . as a then 43 year-old woman, I still
had three teenagers at home. So much of life ahead. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Life now is A.C. After Cancer. . . regular scans convince me
cancer is not yet within my body. Life beckons and I answer…yes. Whatever is
life’s question…my answer is yes. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-13730811988505767852016-03-19T15:22:00.003-04:002016-03-19T15:37:03.989-04:00<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">. . . whispers in my ear: choose joy. be kind. compromise. stand strong. receive help. offer forgiveness. screams within: stay angry. go first. demand. look down. go away. refuse relationship. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">TODAY: may i, as i listen with my heart centered on the way of peace find the path that leads me into tranquility and ease. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">may i, as i refute turmoil and confusion, </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">release tension and conflict. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">may i, as i allow grace to manifest in my life - turn to you and share with you that which heals me. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">may you as well begin a journey into your healing. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">O', that we both may share. O' may whispers in ears transform screams into peace.</span></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-58758462581364962532016-03-19T15:21:00.003-04:002016-03-19T15:36:19.571-04:00<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">The words swirling in my mind as the sun arches over the palm trees, as the clouds dance through the horizon and the birds play my melody: relax, beloveds. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">nothing is going to happen today to you that cannot be deciphered, eventually. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">tragedy may befall...i know.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">sadness may ebb. . . </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">i understand. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">confusion may settle...i've been there. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">yet. yet. yet. walk forward. breath in. breath out. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">settle for simple. strive for calm. aim for easy. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">take those three hard</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"> steps and fall back two. get up and take another step. or two. and reach out for peace. peace. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">peace: that small whisper in the back of your heart, that ever so tender urging in the struggle to face one more day. one more hour. one more minute. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">i know it can be rough...i also know when you, when i - relax, breath and move. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">ever so slowly, i ( you ) warner a bit more strength that makes the tomorrow's easier than the today's. relax beloveds....let your breathing in and breathing out bring you comfort and courage. . . let your steps today, small though they might possibly be, be steady. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">relax, beloveds, you are not alone. i too am with you in this journey. . . and together when we as people walk forward, so walk we all.</span></span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: black; color: white; display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">breathe beloveds, breathe.</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-53260338599245624052016-03-19T15:18:00.002-04:002016-03-19T15:35:02.878-04:00<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. . . .no one deserves to be rejected, verbally harassed, or neglected. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">today may i embrace the woman in my mirror. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">may i care for myself as i would care for you. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">may i speak encouragement, support and love to her. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">today i silence the harsh self criticism, the sabotage of self doubt and the viciousness of critique. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">today, that woman in the mirror?</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> i love her and will actively let her know she is beloved!!</span></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-162464488465574772015-06-17T10:38:00.000-04:002015-06-17T10:38:20.473-04:00Cry of the Earth <div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Alone. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Solitary.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Staring
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Watched
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Peeking
out amidst high bellows of brilliantly white strewn clouds across blue
heavens. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Salty
foamy water waves crashed at my feet. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Ears
heard a cry. A whine. A cry in the winds. Piercing my conscience, hauntingly
beautiful. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">My
soul stopped. The cry of the earth. The cry of the earth cried for me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Cried
my name. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">The
spirit of the earth manifested, yet invisible, I saw her. Welcoming and
beckoning me, I hesitated.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">With
permission, she came to me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Hands
out stretched. She stood me. Up I gazed deeply into her peace.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Mute,
I stand and she spoke. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Spoke.
A ballad of all times, cascaded, permeated my being. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Overwhelmed
with her total acceptance, the earth stood before me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Words
halt. Silence flows. Heartbreak caverns inside me yet no sound emerges. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">"By
your side, I long to take you into my body. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Let
me consume you. Get lost within me. Search my being and touch me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Please.
I beg you. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Morph
into me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Eliminate
the rawness. Take away your pain. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Give
you freedom. Give you rest.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
look. Your eyes hide. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Masked
by control, I see tears drip, drop, drip, drop in your soul. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Your
cheeks: so high, so dry and pretty, shine unscathed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Your
body sits composed and steady.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Your
blood mingles with calm.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Your
heart - a stoic beast. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">The
mask of "I'm okay" reinforced with each breath.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">You
cannot be ok. You lie. You are not okay. "<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
hear my voice, a strained croak. A sliver of me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">A
glimmer of nothingness revealed, "I am not okay." <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">My
stilled questions echoed, unspoken, burned. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Their
burning stench lined my spirit. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">“How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with brokenness? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with pain?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with abuse?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with disease?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with neglect?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with apathy?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with rejection?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How
can one fragile fleshly human be okay with despair?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">can <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">How <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">can <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">you?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">She
heard the burning cries. She heard. The burning in my spirit. She heard. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">She
is not afraid of my burn. She is not afraid of me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Engulfing
the stench of my spirit she entered me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Extinguishing
the burn, Earth merged within me, penetrating.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">"Come
closer to me and be.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Come
closer to me and dissolve.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Come
closer and lift the virgin mask off.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Come
closer and expose your truth behind the walls of self-protection. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
am safe. I am gentle. Tender and soft, fall into my arms of love.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
will hold you while you break. Caress you. Protect you. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Pour
life and liberty over your raw, bleeding, pus filled emotions. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Balmy
oil of peace trickles in....while putrid vomit fear oozes out. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Calming
release flows into you as you come into me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Lay
down your sweet head. Rest. Refresh. Renew.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I?
I feel: faint faint faint stirrings. Scabs of protection, red tinged coverings:
<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">a
hidden healing begins. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">“Stay
within me and heal. Stay within me...Within me heal and live. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Stay
within me and be not alone. I am here. I am here... for you.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">I
am with you. I am you. You are me. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Every
moment. Every breath. Every beat. Every drop. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">Every
moment. Every breath. Every beat. Every drop.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are not fully healed but we are on your way<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are not okay with your pain. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are not as broken as once we were. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are more than your brokenness. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are more than your pain.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are finding the answers as we journey. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are bound by respect. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are tied by grace.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are in love.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are together. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are one. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span style="color: white;">We
are. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><br /></span>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-19517157614272885982015-06-15T12:12:00.000-04:002015-06-15T12:12:14.670-04:00Poodle chicks, Berkshire pigs, Nigerian goats and Pionus Parrots! Oh my!<div class="MsoNormal">
I NEED: 10+ acres of land with a large fishable stock tank
or on a fishable river or<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>lake...of course, with either gulf access via a canal or be within 5-7
miles of a beach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Reason: I need a FARM! I NEED!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Clutch of poodle chicks, drove of Berkshire pigs, herd of
Nigerian goats,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>American Paint
Horses!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I CAN DREAM!! A greens
garden! A flower garden! Oh, a Harlequin great dane! And a Pionus Parrot! And a
bit of room for bee hives and the occasional rescue creature.</div>
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<br /></div>
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House, cabins and outbuildings. A retail shop with creative
works for sale as well as unique and organic pet supplies/food/accessories. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Pool with covered Florida lanai. Dreaming . . . dreaming. .
. dreaming. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
While I dream, I encourage you today- stop. Cease rushing
around.For twenty minutes- close your eyes and dream. What would you have if
you knew you could not fail? What is covered up in your busyness? What is in
your heart of hearts? Your hopes? Your desires? </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Life is so short. Dreams need to be birthed. Dreams are
given for a reason. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dream on.....and let your actions today BEGIN. BEGIN to prepare
you to receive the reality your dreams. </div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
relentlessHOPE Farm shall be a reality one day. </div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
A place where folks can gather to refresh their spirits and
soul. A gentle, kind, and tender place where adults with special needs can
work/visit/belong. A place where those living with cancer can retreat/renew/be.
A location for artists who need to recover/rediscover/recreate their own zest
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<br /></div>
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The hub? An event center for relentlessHOPE LIVE events to
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<br /></div>
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That's my dream . . . What is your dream? </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-59394461532942186152015-06-10T10:00:00.000-04:002015-06-10T10:00:15.584-04:00Breeze. Birds. Frogs. Rain. Thunder. Breath.The breeze cools me as I sit and listen. To what?<br />
To the birds closing day chirp. The frogs darkening serenade.<br />
The cadence of soft rain drip drop drop drip drop.<br />
Rumbling thunder background.<br />
<br />
The breeze cools me as I sit and observe. To what?<br />
The suns offer of disappearing glances.<br />
The clouds covering the burn of day.<br />
The leaves respond to shifting air.<br />
Colors deepening in shadow rest.<br />
<br />
Evening approaches.<br />
I close my eyes. To what?<br />
To the distractions of activity.<br />
Demons of demand.<br />
Much calls my name. <br />
Yet<br />
I am immune. Isolated. Invisible.<br />
<br />
The spirit of me relaxes.<br />
Within my soul, I sense.<br />
Breath and breath and breath.<br />
Muscles ache from day tasks. Blood flows to repair. Heart beats in rhythm.<br />
To life. To dreams. To loves. <br />
<br />
<br />
Moments pass as healing flows.<br />
Moments.<br />
Moments in life to stop.<br />
Moments in life to receive.<br />
<br />
I yearn to be whole.<br />
I ache to be free.<br />
<br />
The breeze cools me as I sit and listen. To what?<br />
To my life flow. My heart song. My dreams form.<br />
Breeze. Birds. Frogs. Rain. Thunder. Breath.<br />
My symphony. My sanctuary. An audience of one.<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-9591539819281115322015-03-30T19:03:00.000-04:002015-03-30T21:18:22.312-04:00The Edge of Familiarstanding at the edge of familiar,<br />
paused,<br />
foot held still, midway through step<br />
i & my motion cease.<br />
<br />
turning my head,<br />
i pursue<br />
unspoiled light.<br />
turning my head,<br />
i pursue<br />
virginity.<br />
<br />
the ragged edge of dirty familiar versus<br />
the trace pure beginnings of the unacquainted<br />
<br />
competing.<br />
beckoning.<br />
<br />
within - an awaking.<br />
<br />
retching, my senses heighten.<br />
a desire to flee nauseates my innards.<br />
numerous championing voices blow blustery confusion.<br />
<br />
with foot cased in concrete, i am permanent.<br />
permanently pursuing.<br />
<br />
never capturing life as i desire.<br />
never holding newness in gentle embrace.<br />
never to taste sweet surrender<br />
never birthing my now, embryonic dreams.<br />
<br />
standing at the edge of familiar, i cease.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-86126934983735604682014-12-21T09:26:00.002-05:002014-12-21T12:23:58.677-05:00dawn o' dayplease stop.<br />
<br />
stop.<br />
<br />
stop.<br />
<br />
don't walk.<br />
don't talk.<br />
don't even look my way.<br />
<br />
i cannot.<br />
be.<br />
<br />
i can not.<br />
breath.<br />
<br />
i c a n n o t<br />
function<br />
any<br />
more.<br />
<br />
please<br />
please<br />
please<br />
<br />
let<br />
me<br />
go<br />
<br />
let<br />
me<br />
go<br />
<br />
let me<br />
go.<br />
<br />
silence- offer in: tranquility- please lead to: juncture- usher me: peace- graciously serve me:<br />
stillness<br />
<br />
night approaches, trembling overtakes my heartbeat.<br />
within<br />
volcanic chasms create shivers of cold. stamina leaves. will diminishes.<br />
glistening and glitter in eyes is no more. i sleep. with no restorative powers, i sleep.<br />
battling vapors of the past. seeking refuge in traumatic visions.<br />
mocking and berating i frigidly wish for dawns light, with understanding that dawn brings nothing.<br />
<br />
nothing but opportunity to choose. to choose again. different. opposite - more than prior.<br />
<br />
o' dawn of day and dawn of light, i plead. i bow. desperate. raw and torn, my eyes flicker with hope.<br />
<br />
hope. hope. hope. to be. to be more than yesterday. to be. simply.<br />
to feel healing drip drop unto bloodied nerves. heartstrings to ooze vile no more.<br />
<br />
o' dawn of day. flow o'er me and blow away dirty remnants of yester.<br />
o' dawn of day. flow o'er me . . .<br />
o' dawn of day, newness be mine.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-45544830032386942102014-10-03T08:48:00.001-04:002014-10-03T08:56:59.618-04:00She needed a HERO, so that's what she became<div style="text-align: center;">
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<i><b>She needed a HERO, so that's what she became!</b></i></div>
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I read the above quote on social media.</div>
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Stopped.</div>
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Stared.</div>
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Let salty tears fall. </div>
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Wiped tears, sat back deeply into brown leather and closed my eyes.</div>
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A hero?</div>
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A HERO?</div>
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A HERO?</div>
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Do I need a hero? Yes, I think I do. </div>
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YES! I screamed raw and hoarse in the hallows of my mind.</div>
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YET:</div>
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Have I ever considered becoming that HERO? </div>
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Becoming that HERO to me?</div>
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hum....</div>
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silence. </div>
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stillness. </div>
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deafening quiet surrounded my thoughts.</div>
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the resounding answer echoed, hit the corners of my mind</div>
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fell</div>
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shattering my composure.</div>
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I had NOT considered becoming my own hero</div>
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Not until today.</div>
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Today.</div>
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Look at the woman in the mirror and declare to her:</div>
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YOU are my hero. </div>
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YOU are my hero.</div>
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You ARE MY hero.</div>
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Deep breaths.</div>
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Slow, cleansing, relaxing and renewing breaths.</div>
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Tears fell - still</div>
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Smile broke - fresh</div>
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Eyes glisten - hope</div>
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My baby steps today. </div>
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My baby hero steps begin.</div>
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Becoming that which I need. </div>
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Tomorrow I will step once more until one day, I walk straight into my very own hero. </div>
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I walk straight into </div>
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ME.<br />
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<a href="http://www.suessk.com/" target="_blank">SuessK can be reached at www.suessk.com</a><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-55253641702547053232014-10-01T12:10:00.002-04:002014-10-01T12:43:50.573-04:00shrapnel of self<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">shrapnel
of self<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">bloodies
as fragments <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">fall and <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">shatter <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">screams
of hurt <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">betrayal
echo<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">replicated <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">on my
steel hard heart. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<br /></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">shrapnel<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">of self-esteem<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">of self-worth </span></b><b><span style="font-size: 14pt;">slouch</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">trodden
underneath<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">accusation<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">trodden
underneath<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">complaint<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">my
insides outward <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">as anger<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">drains my
energy<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">regret oozes
taking joy in red tinged drops<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">bile as
remorse odors my nose<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">bitterness
seizes as vomit<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">sadness
spews in short gushes<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<br /></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">shrapnel
of self<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">laying<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">in
solitaire<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">sequestered<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">impounded<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">repossessed<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">nothingness
within <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">nonentity
remains <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">rest now
o’ my soul<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">repose
now o’ my spirit<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">ease and
compose<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">linger
inactive <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">till tomorrow<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<br /></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">tolerate
now a tranquility wash<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">accept a composure
recommence<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<br /></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">tomorrow<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">aim
strive seek struggle once more <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">for a shrapnel
reverse <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">in
anticipation hope <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">to<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">exist
intact <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">and in healing
live <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">unabridged
once more. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-70173826337121328222014-09-28T09:37:00.004-04:002014-09-28T09:37:30.564-04:007 steps - it is finished- actually I am beginning. It is finished? No, I am beginning.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post from Sept 18, 2014)<br />
step 2 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept. 20, 2014)<br />
step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - DONE (see post from Sept. 21, 2014)<br />
step 4 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept 22, 2014)<br />
step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror DONE ( see post from Sept. 25, 2014)<br />
step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5 DONE (TODAY - Sept 26, 2014)<br />
step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror DONE<br />
<br />
<br />
Sept. 18, 2014 - 10 days ago, I began a concise seven step self awareness & acceptance exercise. (outlined above) One that has interfered with my thoughts, my activities and emotions as I pledged to look honestly at Suess. Thankfulness overwhelms at those interferences. I now have a concrete landmark upon which I can refer. A landmark that if I heed and act, can give me direction, clarity and assurance. Landmark that I can return to when confused and lost. A landmark of identity and worth. A landmark of Suess.<br />
<br />
As women, the rush we call life, blurs our reflection. Demands from family, profession and our culture severely taint the woman in the mirror. My desire with this exercise was to wipe away the smudged prints from my reflection. As fingerprints on a mirror, my 'self' view of who I was born to be, had become distorted & unrecognizable. I was lost and unrecognizable.<br />
<br />
With these 7 tasks, I wiped away years of misgiving and self -rejection. I decided out loud to forgive myself for my faults. I declared to my memory, my cells, my very essence the reveal of who I know that I know I am. The 7 steps are not the end. Alas, a new beginning begins with a single step. Cliche as it sounds, it is true. I begin today to be true to me. In love and grace, I choose me.<br />
<br />
I am grateful for faults, personality, talents & gifts. I am grateful for the woman in the mirror. I declare to embrace the imperfect, eccentric, loud, loyal, accepting and compassionate writer that I am. Today, a new face lingers in my mirror. She is on a journey. She is imperfectly wonderful.<br />
<br />
Thank you for reading along.<br />
<br />
If you worked along side me on the 7 steps, applause, applause applause!<br />
<br />
Please share with me.<br />
<br />
Cheers, hugs & love, SuessAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-6359318626758288692014-09-26T07:43:00.001-04:002014-09-26T07:47:30.848-04:00I am not a photographer. I am not a marketer. step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post from Sept 18, 2014)<br />
step 2 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept. 20, 2014)<br />
step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - DONE (see post from Sept. 21, 2014)<br />
step 4 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept 22, 2014)<br />
step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror DONE ( see post from Sept. 25, 2014)<br />
step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5 DONE (TODAY - Sept 26, 2014)<br />
step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<br />
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<br />
Today, I read silently my letter I wrote yesterday to the woman in the mirror. (Did not follow directions)<br />
<br />
I thought I would react.<br />
Perhaps weep<br />
Gasp<br />
Scream<br />
and<br />
then maybe smile.<br />
<br />
Nothing.<br />
Nothing registered.<br />
Nothing.<br />
<br />
Read it aloud, once more.Twice more. Three times. . . aloud, following the directions.<br />
<br />
Amazement...<br />
I did weep, gasp, scream and breath.<br />
I did smile.<br />
All three times.<br />
Literally, Hearing the words my older self of today told my 33 year old self of yesterday, set a myriad of emotions into action.The audible version penetrated my usual stoic shell and ignited unadulterated release. Release into action and I affirmed my dogged decision to do that which I was created to do and that which I am most suited...write & speak.<br />
<br />
I am an author & a speaker. I am not a photographer. I am not a marketer. I am not business office staff. I am not a medical receptionist. I am not a minister. I am not a day care teacher.<br />
I am an author & public speaker.<br />
<br />
All the other titles, I have lived. All the other titles, have gifted me rich experiences, amazing relationships, cruel pain and opportunities to choose joy. I am thankful for the "I am nots" which I embodied for a time. I am thankful mostly because they led me to the path upon which today, I walk. <br />
<br />
<br />
Oh how I ache to communicate to other women the truth of acceptance and approval.<br />
<br />
<b>I ache to demonstrate to other women that listening to their voice, embracing their uniqueness to live out those whispers which resound inside their mind will lead them to a most fantastical life.</b><br />
<br />
Re READ that last long sentence.<br />
<br />
Re READ it again, read it to the woman in the mirror, except put your name in it:<br />
"I <u>________</u> ache to demonstrate to you that listening to your voice, embracing your uniqueness to live out those whispers which resound inside your mind and only by heeding that call from within will you be lead into your most fantastical life." <br />
<br />
<br />
Challenge: Write a letter to your younger self about the future. Encourage her to embrace that which comes and make it part of her journey. READ it aloud and let the powerful truth flow. Let your life begin.<br />
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-78346993004080506582014-09-25T17:27:00.002-04:002014-09-26T07:07:33.224-04:00Write to the Woman in the Mirror - A younger version - I chose age 33, the woman I was in 1996.step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post from Sept 18, 2014)<br />
step 2 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept. 20, 2014)<br />
step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - DONE (see post from Sept. 21, 2014)<br />
step 4 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept 22, 2014)<br />
step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror<br />
step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5<br />
step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<br />
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<br />
Step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror - A younger version - I chose age 33, the woman I was in 1996.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Dear Woman in the Mirror,<br />
<br />
You don't realize this but in 10 years you will be diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. It will completely shock you because you will have finally lost 90 pounds. You will no longer be obese. You will also in this time be diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. You will also have a complete ankle replacement. Remember when you were 20, traveled to Norway and Sweden and went snow skiing? Remember falling down the ski slop? That injury eventually killed the ankle bone.<br />
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The cancer you will have is called Chronic lymphocytic leukemia (CLL) and small lymphocytic lymphoma (SLL). You will hear "treatable but not curable." Your kids will be 13, 14 and 18. You will become very angry and determined to live. You will create relentlessHOPE as your mantra. Since you are reading this, you make it into "non active" disease. Eventually you will gain back all your weight but then lose again 75 pounds. You will adopt a healthy eating pattern of low carb meals consisting of fresh green veggies, whole proteins, lean fish and very little red meat.<br />
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Cancer will come and cancer will go. Friends also will come and go. I won't tell you who sticks around and who leaves. You would never, ever ever believe me if I did. You don't know your friends or your family as well as you think. Enjoy who you have for this season...and don't be afraid to let them go. Embrace who comes. Release who leaves.<br />
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I can tell you ...that every thing you experienced you will put to use as you move forward in your life. EVERYTHING! I cannot stress enough that fact. Everything: hard, silly, negative, good, productive, interesting, shitty, fun, difficult, painful and joyful. Each element melts, molds and forms into you.<br />
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You are an amazing woman. You are a rich & eclectic myriad of experiences. You have been given a voice to encourage and empower. You will use it in ways you cannot imagine. Please listen to her. Listen to that voice you hear when you see that woman in the mirror. LISTEN TO YOU! You know your dreams & desires. You know your heart. Your know your faith and your doubts. I challenge you, dear one to compassionately accept and embrace the woman in the mirror. She is your best friend. She is your guide and your trustworthy companion. She is your lover & she is you.<br />
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No one else like her exists in this world. No one is better suited to care for you. Cancer tried to take her from you ...but TADAAAAA!!! You are living proof that living with cancer can be done with joy, with success and of course with relentless HOPE!<br />
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Cheers, Suess....from your woman in your mirror.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-9084695916921371692014-09-22T20:20:00.001-04:002014-09-22T20:24:37.611-04:00Step 4 - Affirm personality<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I am challenged to take part of a self awareness healing exercise. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post from Sept 18, 2014)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 2 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept. 20, 2014) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - DONE (see post from Sept. 21, 2014)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 4 - Affirm Personality - <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Step 4 - affirm personality<br />
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Yesterday and the day before, I listed 15 of my faults and 10 talents /gifts. Today's exercise is to affirm my personality. Not sure I want to proceed. Not certain of HOW to proceed. Affirmation is difficult for many. Criticism comes easier.<br />
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Sigh....I will try.<br />
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Okay....I am loyal to my family and friends. I believe I hang on to relationships and value their worth. I am determined to live life happily yet I know that being flexible is almost mandatory in this life. Hard work is not scary and sometimes working hard at something provides me a needed escape. People who are different from me, are interesting and compel me to learn about their culture. I know that compassion rises out of my soul when people, animals or the earth hurt. Give me a few minutes of your time and I will draw you out of your shell and know about your story. Stories..whether written or spoken are my heartbeat. Words are life. My life is words.<br />
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Reader: Thank you for hanging with me thru the steps of this exercise. Only 3 more steps till I am finished. What have you done so far with your woman or man in the mirror?<br />
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Cheers, Suess</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-19076315180822699702014-09-21T10:49:00.003-04:002014-09-21T10:53:33.500-04:00the drip, drop, drip, drop of HEALING -Step 3<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I am challenged to take part of a self awareness healing exercise. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post from Sept 18, 2014)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 2 - Affirm Personality - DONE (see post from Sept. 20, 2014) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 4 - Affirm Personality -<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts </div>
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Having listed 15 of my faults, my task today is to list talents and gifts. . . This exercise is not as easy as I thought. Discovering attributes I feel I possess daunted. Listing felt uncomfortable. Boastful. Uneasy. I could not match my faults list. . . the process of healing & health is a myriad of journeys. A maze, if you will of starts and stops. I have begun the journey. For that, I am grateful. </div>
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Here goes . . . </div>
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<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Loyal</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Determined</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Flexible</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Decisive</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Hard worker</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Accepting</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Like people from cultures different than my own</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Compassionate</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Able to connect with people</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-small;">Good with the written word</span></li>
</ol>
Sigh....reflecting on those 10 traits, I'm pleased. I acknowledge I am those. Looking at the woman in the mirror, I smile. I repeated those traits several times and each time my smile broadened.<br />
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"Listen, woman in the mirror to that which you hear. Listen. Allow the truth of affirmation to begin. Allow the drip, drop, drip, drop of healing sprinkle within."<br />
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Reader: If you are following along this small exercise, then I pray you too will let the drip, drop of healing trickle within your spirit. I would welcome a conversation with you...how are you doing?<br />
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Together in hope,<br />
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Cheers!<br />
Suess <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-31701576679679374042014-09-20T08:50:00.000-04:002014-09-20T09:00:23.236-04:00Sometimes your desire to be yourself is not successful. <div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I am challenged to take part of a self awareness healing
exercise. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited up to 15 - DONE (see post
from Sept 18, 2014)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 2 - Affirm Personality <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - Unlimited<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 4 - Affirm Personality<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">s</span>tep 2 - Affirm Personality <o:p></o:p></div>
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Dear Woman in the Mirror,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sometimes your desire to be yourself is not successful.
There are many reasons ( and a few excuses ) as to the reason this desire is
not obtained. Yesterday you wrote of your faults. . . and there are nuggets of
truth within those faults. You are human. You are not perfect nor without
fault. Life has tainted and tarnished portions of you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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Impatient, judgmental, grudges, intolerant,
critical, unwilling to listen and/or forgive can on occasion describe you.
These shortcomings may be true... yet those negative aspects reveal only one
facet of your whole. It is good to acknowledge that which is uncomfortable and
unpleasant, in order to change. Looking with honesty at the woman in the mirror
creates an environment of possibility. In order to better oneself and rid
oneself of undesirable traits, one must first be made aware. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This list is a a good start. You did well by writing openly. You
did look hard at the woman in the mirror. You did not shrink away from the
negative. You seem strong enough to face your own ugly truths. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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However, those negative traits are not the only thing that
defines. You are more than . . . "impatient, judgmental, grudges,
intolerant, critical, unwilling to listen and/or forgive." <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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You are more. You are more. You are more. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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"Impatient, judgmental, grudges, intolerant, critical,
unwilling to listen and/or forgive" are a few of a larger whole. Be aware.
Be mindful. Listen to the sound & tone your voice. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Today, if you are struggling, today if you falter, today if you
make a mistake and embrace those negatives, talk to that woman in the mirror.
When she appears before you, tell her aloud and clear so that this message
sinks into the membranes of your cells: <o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Suess, today at this moment, you
are struggling. Today, was not your best day. Things overwhelmed and you reacted. Humanness prevailed. Your weakness
peeked out from behind your strength and intercepted your responses. Not what you wanted... Not how you'd
like to be. Know this, you <o:p></o:p></div>
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are more than your weakness. You are
okay. Be kind to yourself and know that you do not always react so negatively. You do not always lash
out. Forgive yourself. Ask forgiveness of the other person. Make sure to accept your own forgiveness and if offered, accept the
other person's forgiveness as well. Your intent was
not hurtful even though that was the outcome. OK Suess, take a deep breath.
Breath. In and out. In and out. Relax and allow the
healing of forgiveness to flow. Breath. Breath. Muscles relax. Mind be still. Energy come. Spirit: embrace the truth. The
truth that the mistakes of today are gone. If at all possible, let the sun set right this moment on your
mistakes. Let the next breath allow you to begin again.
A new beginning is now. A new start is now. A new better response exists
within you. Choose it now." </div>
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As I tell myself, I also declare to you my reader: "You are
more. You are more. You are more."<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-63404926844673210902014-09-18T09:41:00.000-04:002014-09-18T09:42:23.172-04:00My faults . . .hum....been challenged to list up to fifteen of my faults as part of a self awareness healing exercise.<br />
writing them for the public was not part of the challenge. however, in light of consistent blog writing, a public lashing is the task for today. <br />
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step 1 - Acknowledge Faults - Limited: up to 15<br />
step 2 - Affirm Personality<br />
step 3 - Acknowledge Talents & Gifts - Unlimited<br />
step 4 - Affirm Personality<br />
step 5 - Write to the Woman in the Mirror<br />
step 6 - Read aloud the Writing in step 5<br />
step 7 - Embrace the Woman in the Mirror<br />
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step 1 -<br />
sigh.... here goes...<br />
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Woman in the Mirror, you can be:<br />
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<ul>
<li>impatient with waiting in lines & wanting to be first</li>
<li>impatient with what you judge to be untrained employees</li>
<li>judgmental of others when you disagree</li>
<li>judgmental of others when your feelings are hurt</li>
<li>able to stoically hold silent grudges when wronged</li>
<li>able to loudly hold verbal grudges when wronged</li>
<li>intolerant of women your same age that are not challenging themselves to be better</li>
<li>intolerant of women younger than you that are not challenging themselves to be better</li>
<li>very critical with yourself to finally finish your novels ( your dreams )</li>
<li>very critical of others that have not finished their "novels" <-- whatever that is for them</li>
<li>unwilling to listen when you feel afraid</li>
<li>unwilling to listen when you are hurt</li>
<li>unwilling to listen when you are angry</li>
<li>unwilling to forgive first</li>
<li>unwilling to allow healing</li>
</ul>
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Well, the list was longer...but 15 the limit. Hum...how does that feel?</div>
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Not bad actually. Akin to cleansing an infected and dirty wound. Hurts in a good way because I know healing exists when bacteria is removed. Healing is only possible from the inside to the outside. Healing begins when I admit and allow the expose of 'dirt". </div>
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Step 1 - done. </div>
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Step 2 - tomorrow</div>
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Anyone brave to journey with me on this path of self awareness and healing? </div>
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Anyone brave to do the 7 steps toward healing the woman ( or man ) in the mirror?</div>
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If so, send me a message and let's cleanse and heal, together! </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-82543331638908444242014-09-17T22:17:00.000-04:002014-09-17T22:17:34.269-04:00Lately, when I Write, I Wonder Will Anyone Read It... To have a blog is interesting. Although, I admit a bit daunting. Every time I write, I wonder if anyone will read it and if anyone will be touched by the words.<br />
<br />
It was at the strong urging of several people that I created this blog. I have stopped, started, stopped and restarted and stopped and begun again. Embarrassed at times because I don't post every single day and when life gets hard, many times either the creative juices stop flowing or become rancid and acidic.<br />
I don't want to write burning exposes on life. I feel dirty and cheapened when my words burn.<br />
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Yet,<br />
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honestly, my life is can be difficult. The dark nights linger lonely. The problems appear insurmountable.<br />
The stresses weigh heavy and my faithful footsteps falter. I am no saint. I stumble. I fail. I cuss and I pray.<br />
Usually all in one day.<br />
<br />
Lately, there is much transition in my life. Much uncertainty. Great stress. Multitudes of questions.<br />
Stoic and silent, answers remain nearly inaudible. I feel burned, raw, tired and fatigued.<br />
My smile is weak. My resolve weaker. My faults and flaws loom larger to me than my gifts and my talents.<br />
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Most days, lately, I question every move I make. I second guess my decisions and question my ideas.<br />
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Barren in mind and shallow in thinking, I sluggishly wander.<br />
I want to skip - I limp.<br />
I should run - I stagger.<br />
I hope to leap - I land with a thud.<br />
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I wonder, if I am alone with these thoughts and strain to feel alive.<br />
I am afraid you will laugh if I share how I struggle sometimes.<br />
Are you listening?<br />
Are you reading?<br />
<br />
What do you do when you feel empty?<br />
What do you do when you run out?<br />
Is anyone out there?<br />
<br />
Today is a hard day.<br />
Tomorrow is unknown.<br />
<br />
I pray and hope and believe and yearn for the sunrise to filter.<br />
I pray and hope and believe and yearn for the tomorrow to arrive.<br />
I pray and hope and believe and yearn for me to awaken renewed in strength,<br />
energized in body and fresh in mind.<br />
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Lately, when I write, I wonder will anyone read it. . . <br />
<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-45489738124777161582014-09-02T08:13:00.000-04:002014-09-03T08:59:43.999-04:00Life is short..take time. Life is<br />
short<br />
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take time…to listen<br />
love passionately<br />
laugh loudly<br />
enjoy moments<br />
smile freely<br />
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relax fully<br />
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that is all AnyOne remembers<br />
that is all AnyOne wants to recall<br />
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when life is over.<br />
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Memories<br />
of<br />
joy<br />
sweet caresses<br />
hugs, both single and group.<br />
shared stories<br />
shared laughs<br />
shared love.<br />
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else<br />
matters.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-6129018904676517982014-09-01T19:39:00.002-04:002014-09-01T19:41:48.795-04:00What I responded . . .<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> On my last post, I wrote about a client who emailed me asking for ENCOURAGEMENT because she was DROWNING! She would follow the weight loss protocol well untill 10am and then after 10, have no self control. I know she gets up at 4am to care for an ailing husband. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I deleted the very first part of the email because you'd have to be a Phase 1 dieter with my protocol to understand. Yet the rest of the email applies to any of us that are in the process of living. . . the process of healing.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #222222;">"Encouragement</span><span style="color: #222222;">? You bet. . .First I'd get two books. The Healing Codes by Dr. Alex Lloyd which Amazon sells and Because Its Your Life by Dr. Tran Chanh, founder of Ideal Protein, which I sell. Both are amazing books that I read yearly. And practice their advice/techniques.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There are many stessors and triggers in your life. Your husband, your life up North. Your life here. I only know a tad bit about the details but I know you are taking care of everyone but yourself. Usually we eat/gain weight when we are unhappy and stress. Not often do we over eat when we are in times of peace.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What happens at 10am? What happened in the past at 10am? Has something in your past occurred at 10am that made/makes you sad? Mad? Stressed? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I usually have dieters take quiet time during the day/night with pen and paper and ask themselves in solitude:</span><br />
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<i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">WHEN did I start gaining weight and losing my
health? When and where did it originate? What and when were the faint
beginnings of me losing my health to weight gain and food addiction? </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Write the answers....just write. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: #222222;">Food addicts have to learn and give themselves
permission to control their urges....just as a smoker, drug addict or sex
addict. We have to identify the long ago factors and situations where we buried
the hurt and never allowed it to surface. Let it be felt and then give
ourselves permission to heal, forgive ourselves, release the pain and allow an
emotional scab to form. The Process of healing takes time. IF we have
experienced some hurt/pain/death/trauma/tragedy and refuse to allow healing to
that woman in the mirror, then it ebbs and flows with a life force of its own.
Refuses to stay buried for long and makes itself known thru unhealthy
urges, choices and cravings. </span></i><i><span style="color: #222222;">Getting your appetite calmed down will help
tremendously but you gotta do that by eliminating for a short season, carbs &
sugars. Carbs & sugars create appetite surges and crashes
requiring us to take in more carbs & sugars.</span><span style="color: #222222;"> </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i> </i>Okay my dear...let me know what you
think..and when you want to pick up your products!! Hugs! Suess"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Trying to be better
and make good choices is not limited to weight loss. I made my advice to her
unique and personal. Yet it applies to many. I know what I want when I am
struggling: a listening ear, a strong hand to hang onto and solid advice that
works.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-1139935426665176312014-08-26T07:30:00.000-04:002014-08-26T11:20:20.574-04:00 I'd like know....from acts of service, to words of love, to gifts. WHAT helps you?A client of mine wrote an email to me today asking for encouragement. I think she is very brave. To reach out to another human and honestly say, "I am struggling. I need boosting. Can you help?"<br />
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I have not responded to her. . . yet. </div>
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If you know me at all, you know that "YET" is a favorite. A cherished word in which I'm enamored. A word crush, if you will. </div>
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"Yet" defined: "besides, nevertheless, however" indicates something MORE. Indicates NOT finished. </div>
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I will respond to her YET I want to think about my response. I know a little bit of her life and I want to tailor make my encouragement. Hem and outline it specifically. Border it so it contains truth that brings hope. One thing we don't do enough as friends: make our help, our helping hand, our advice and our support unique. Customized. Creative. Personal. </div>
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(Please if I ever come to you for encouragement, oh dear god please do not tell me a generic 'feel-good'. When I am down please do not offer me some bland, overused, plaque cliche. If you do, I will reject it, feel much worse for having wasted my time with you and not come to you again. I will smile a plastic smile and say 'thank you' and then go away, turn off the lights, crawl under my desk and cry.)</div>
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We deserve and desire something tangible that actually helps our customized, personalized pain. I understand she is overwhelmed and challenged by life. I know a few details. Shouldn't I give her concrete solid, firm advice that matters? I want to help. I desire to be true strength. My silence is nothing more than figuring out how to speak so she can hear. How to formulate a true expression of solidarity takes time. </div>
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For me? I want someone to physically come along side and practically help me. I don't care so much about the words you say. I care that I have a warm body. Distance can prevent physical help...I live geographically distant from most of my support. The second aspect that speaks of encouragement to me is a card, a book, a photo, a bookmark. Again, a tangible. Something to which I can refer back when I am weak. </div>
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As soon as I determine what I am going to say to her, I will post it here. But first, will you share? How about you? What helps you the most? When you are facing life's grim side, the hard side, the hurtful & confusing side? What helps? I'd sincerely like to know....from acts of service, to words of love, to gifts. WHAT helps you?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-27848330489597859242014-08-25T12:03:00.000-04:002014-08-25T13:40:05.109-04:00How I chose relentlessHOPE:<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As I reflected back to October, 2006, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> I
closed my eyes. I opened my memory. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I breathed in the first day of chemo.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Smells
and sights, smiles and sighs. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Fearful, I honestly had trouble getting out
of the car and walking into the oncology clinic. I stood motionless on the
sidewalk. My husband wrapped an arm around me,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> I
resisted his nudge. Ignoring his touch, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I could not make my feet budge. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I was so angry.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Only
13 days had passed since a swollen lymph node appeared under my arm. I was more
than angry, I was afraid.I was
terrified. Absolutely terrified of accepting my label as: “cancer patient.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Breathing became difficult. That fear of
cancer and even more, the fear of dying seemed tangible. Concrete. IF I walked
inside that oncology clinic then fear would consume me. If I
stayed outside, then I could pretend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Fear appeared to me to be MORE. That fear appeared
to be more powerful than life, more real than living and more than me. Bigger
than me. Robotically I moved inside the
front doors of the clinic and I glanced around nervously. Before I reached the
registration desk, I stopped once again. I was lost, deeply lost inside my
mind. Fear taunted, teased and threw
emotional punches. My emotions brewing, felt
barely contained. I wished I was anywhere else but standing in a cancer clinic
about to receive chemotherapy. I wished I’d never felt a lump. I wished. I
thought. I thought about my kids. I thought about their
future. Their future without me. I looked. I looked at all the people. The majority of
them looked sick. I did not look sick. The majority of them were bald. I was
not bald. The majority, pale and gaunt, smiled and laughed? I was not pale and gaunt but their smiling
and laughter shocked me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> HUH?
For this contrast, I was ill prepared: smiling and laughing and sick and bald?
How could cancer and joy exist simultaneously? How? How do you smile while your
body rebels against you? How do you laugh when your blood cells betray? How do
you invite a conversation with the stranger sticking needles in your arm?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Mesmerized, I moved to the desk, signed the
register, paid my co-pay, picked up my folder, and trekked down the hall to
“chemo”. Silent. I said nothing. My eyes
darted as I leaned around corners, straining to hear. Snippets of laughter
drifted toward my ears long before I crossed that threshold to “chemo.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> As instructed, I placed the blue folder in a
black metal folder. As instructed, I picked a blue padded chemo chair. As
instructed, I waited. I watched. I huddled in fear. My husband sat next to my chemo
chair. I counted the people whose territory I invaded. Fifteen adults scattered
around a tiled floor. Perhaps my husband spoke my name. I have no memory. I
only remember looking at the 15 others, differing ages & genders and yet,
each one of them wore a smile. Blinked joy & continued to laugh. There were
4 others sleeping, caressed by blankets and oblivious to the group. The fifteen awake smiling faces greeted
me. The nurses in blue scrubs greeted me, nodding a hello and smiling. SMILING!
HOW? WHY? I wanted to scream,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> “How can you smile? Why can you laugh? You are
giving us chemo drugs. Drugs strong enough to burn though vein walls. Drugs so
powerful they destroy. I thought nurses were supposed to help. And YOU? You are just sitting there. You allowing her
to inject that caustic liquid into your body? You have fucking cancer? Don’t
you know that? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Cancer that is trying to kill you and you dare to smile and
laugh. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I don’t understand you. What’s more, I don’t like you. You scare me.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Of course, I stoically silenced my ranting screams.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> I
choose to listen. To listen to more than IV monitors. The noises impacted me
profoundly. The words I heard injected
me with joy. The utterances I heard fueled new life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“This cancer slowed me down, but it has not
stopped me. Going fishing on Sunday.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“I was living life way too fast, Now I enjoy
my family like never before. Grandkids are coming next week. Cannot wait!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“I never used to come home in the evening
till late. Now I am there by 6. Right on the dot. I look forward to seeing my
parents every evening.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“I usually feel okay after chemo. At least
till the third day. That day all I can do is nap. But these next two days, I’ve
got a list of ‘honeydo’s that I’m finally going to start with my wife. She’s
getting the stuff right now for those projects.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“My middle son plays basketball. We are decorating their lockers later today. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I
gotta get out of here on time today. It’ll be so much fun to surprise the boys
after practice with balloons, ribbons, and stuffed bulldogs. “</span></div>
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<o:p></o:p></span>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“Planning a trip for the summer. Renting an
RV and driving the west coast. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Always wanted to. Now am going to. “</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“Heard a joke the other day. Thought about you. Wanted to share it…”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“Hey
Ray, get outta my chair you old man. What are you doing sleeping in my
chair? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Just ‘because you’ve got cancer doesn’t mean you can steal a man’s
chair.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Laughter ensued. The stories accelerated and
continued. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Pure amazement poured into my being. Pure awe
for the LIFE that existed in the chemo room oozed into my blood. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Pure joy trickled into my spirit. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
thought about what I witnessed. As the nurse attached the IV to the port
implanted in my chest and started my own chemo doses, I thought about my life,
my kids, my family, my dreams, my plans and my fears. Fear of pain. Fear of
being sickly, gaunt and bald. Fear of death.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I knew these people had discovered a powerful
weapon in their journey with cancer. I knew that I wanted what they had. I
needed what they had. What they held in their hands was hope. No one had lost
hope. Hope for the future despite cancer. Hope for the future despite rebel
lymph nodes, tainted blood cells, grotesque tumors and radiation burns. Hope existed
because husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, friends and family
existed. Hope burns brighter than fear. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hope translates into life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> Hope
allows for plans, and trips, visions and dreams. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hope.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My own cancer is chronic. The kind that
never, ever, ever fully goes away. I was told from the beginning, 100% relapse
rate.</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I
decided as I sat there, listening to ‘my’ people chat, that my hope also had to
be a chronic.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The kind that never, ever, ever goes away. My
hope had to be more. More than chemo. More than lymphoma. More than leukemia. My hope must be: dogged,
determined and tenacious. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">relentlessHOPE. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">My mantra was born from fear, yes but birthed
by life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">With the vision of my husband and my children
and family before me, I chose (and I choose), life. A life lived with
relentlessHOPE for the tomorrows. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A life lived with relentlessHOPE for dreams.
A life lived with more joy and peace than cancer’s fear of death. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I have had to dig very deep sometimes to find
hope. My fears occasionally grip me and I waver. But only temporarily do I give
in. Always, memory smiles of those fifteen people and cluster of nurses break
through and once more, I lift my head, and smile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">relentlessHOPE. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Never ever going away. Never ever giving up. Cancer loses. Life lived my way. Life wins.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">relentlessHOPE. </span><i><o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16215407048468216619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780568874166699369.post-46712504177472057532014-08-23T09:58:00.000-04:002014-08-23T09:58:02.543-04:00detours lead...scars remind<br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;"><span style="color: #cccccc;"><div style="font-size: 14px; text-align: center;">
<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What an Absence. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Months of sandy, dry dessert. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dark nights of void.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yet.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(one of my favorite words)</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I rise. </span></i></div>
<div style="font-size: 14px; text-align: center;">
<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I stand.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I come back again.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Horizons appear</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dreams & heartbeat & life one.</span></i></div>
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<i>So much change in my life. My blog and my writing got lost. </i></div>
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<i>My life overwhelmed me.</i></div>
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<i>I know you can relate. Everyone has times that challenge.</i></div>
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<i> Obstacles grow stubborn and refuse to allow progress.</i></div>
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<i> IF you today find </i><i>yourself distracted, dismayed and dusty from your life,</i></div>
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<i> I understand. </i></div>
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<i>I have carved my initials right there by your left hand. See that: sak. </i></div>
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<i>I sat down right where you are and bled, Sweated. Cried. Slept. Disappeared. </i></div>
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<i>You are not alone in journey of life. Take comfort knowing that even the mistakes, failing and detours of life will teach, inform and direct. As soon as I could, I lifted my head, dried my tears and wearily stood. One faltering step led to another step step step which lead to strength coming in waves. </i></div>
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<i>I left that place of void now and now am moving. </i></div>
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<i>Perhaps you are waving me on from up ahead...if so, I am see you walking and</i></div>
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<i> I am coming! I am coming! I am coming!</i></div>
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<i>Perhaps you are behind me...struggling & broken.</i></div>
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<i> IF so, strain no more & listen. </i></div>
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<i>soon, my voice will land in your ears.</i></div>
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<i>screaming I say to you: </i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>never. ever. give up on your dreams. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>nurture. wander, get lost. fail. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>get up & keep going. alter. plan. reinvent. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>detours will lead you...the scars will remind you. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>the blood lost: replaced. the dark: lightens. the tense will ease. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>hurry will not help. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>stop. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>rest. renew. start again. again. again. again. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>until, you see, the border of your dreams ever so slowly materialize. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>as a wispy cloud on the horizon...cells within respond. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>steps solidify. </i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">pathway clarifies. </i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>dream enlarges and then the glorious time when, stepping inward, engulfed by the dream. you dissolve. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>dream and heartbeat merge. unite. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>becoming one in life. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>never. give. up.</i></span></div>
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