I found myself fighting for my life with estrogen-sensitive breast cancer inflammatory rare but deadly! How could this happen? Now I know why I have cancer. It's so easy, I wonder why I have not seen before. I know that if I have a better care of my mental health, emotional and spiritual was taken in my everyday life would never be able to contain and to corrupt my body with cancer.
This is the secret.
Yes, I know I've heard, "Stop Debtitself, is not your fault. "If you ever heard anyone say that we do not believe it! This kind of thinking will kill you. Maybe it's not your fault, but you had a part in their illness. If you keep to themselves are responsible for their decisions to refuse life self-pitying thoughts creep in and hold you captive. How many times I tell myself, 'Poor me? "Every time something devastating happens, I was not really surprised. There was only one thing in a longList of you-know-what.
If a woman (or man) with a diagnosis of breast cancer can make the person does not even lie. If you're reading this because you have cancer or know someone who needs to wake up for the love of God Tell the truth - if you have a part in bringing this terrible disease in your life, you will have a part to make you out there! They are not fixed and you do not have to continue to abuse themselves with lies. Keep up the mirror andbecome responsible for their own thoughts, feelings and actions. It is a mind / body connection, which is being or disease.
I believed the hype out there that something has happened, and we're all just a victim of circumstances. This is a lie. E 'was much easier to believe that doing something to change my world. Please believe, the mind-body connection is not an illusion, it's true!
There are only three main factors that contribute to our patients,and as long as these three factors are in balance, we become sick. This is a universal truth. You wonder what credentials I have, and I'm a doctor? No, I'm not a doctor, I am a breast cancer survivor who took time to evaluate my life holistically. I fell asleep at the wheel of life, not to see where I went. I hope that will help my waking someone else to wake up.
The three factors to review seriously when you are sick, or know someone who isare:
1. Mind your beliefs
2. Your emotions locked
3. Their lack of a spiritual connection with God you can trust
Mental, emotional and spiritual, that is! Our spirit lives in these temporary employment agencies, and if it is true, our bodies will die one day our minds ever. Today I know that if I want the precious spirit in a solid house to house, I have to keep these three areas, mind, emotions and spirit, because that is what keeps alive my body. Only after that I almostdied of breast cancer, that I finally started asking serious questions that would have saved my life.
MENTAL RECRUITMENT
How are my beliefs and thought patterns have hurt me? After being very ill, I finally woke up and looked back at my personal history, in truth this time, instead of denial. First I had to give my background and look realistically at all had the experience that transformed my spiritual convictions. What I saw I was shocked and frustrated. I was shocked that myThe answers to these tensions are what has contributed to the start of my breast cancer. Breast cancer was not the fault of my mother, my father, my poverty, my work or any of my husband, was my reaction to it. I was frustrated because I could not play the blame game over now. And I was so good.
I was sure it was just a victim.
My biological father abandoned me and my mother before I was born, so I'm sure that he was unworthy of love. My mother married a wonderful man, but sufferedof alcoholism and was often away from home. Furious, violence and abuse against their three children. He could not help himself and do not have the necessary skills to support their own stress. As a child of four years, I remember wanting to strengthen and take them on if they wanted me to leave my brother alone. But I could not protect the children from her rage. In a very young age, I felt that it was not just a helpless, weak and ineffectiveno.
I moved and raised in my youth, silent and invisible from anorexia. In an effort to dysfunctional home, I got pregnant at 16 and my daughter caught her father in the care of us. It can make a decent marriage, and since then the mother of two children, I divorced him and pushed him on his alcoholism and drug use. In fact, I was immature and ignorant in the art of marriage. I married almost immediately, afraid of being alone. I married a mancould not be faithful, divorced him and immediately went into a spiral of alcoholism. I lost the ability to care for my children and so took out my daughter and my son went to live with his father. He had been a failure on all fronts.
I jumped right in ten years of promiscuity to believe that my body the only thing that was left of value. All-I-while I was sitting in abject resignation as what I've seen recently, and I mean small, self-esteem I had left to push further into the sewers. Imarried a third time with another alcoholic and a cheat. Outwardly, my life has demonstrated what I believe in all the "Poor Katherine, you were born is not important and you have no reason to be alive. Close the oxygen breathing and the people deserve to die." It took a bit ', but then began to twist my beliefs weaken my immune system and I was wide open to disease.
STUCK EMOTIONS
Until I was in my forties, I could not even say what a feeling. If someone asked me how I felt, Irespond with: "I think ..." But I was really mad and feel exploited, because I was not allowed to own my feelings. I could not cry when I was hurt. I could not be too anxious, and I could not reach for help when it expires at the end of my arm. In my generation can not air their dirty linen in public (always said with haughty tone).
In the end I felt miserable and tormented. But I pushed those feelings down, a smile on my face and I was just pretendingFine.
It was not God
While I wanted to go to Sunday school for a short period, I learned early in life that a person who obtains the most power, brutality and loudest voices to God I was scared and hated God I can fly twelve years old my mother to remind me in the face. He looked at me with pure hatred and I thought that if I had a gun, I shot from the face. E 'Scarey to think now, as darkness and helplessness in me had. Is it any wonder that Isick?
When breast cancer struck, I wondered why anyone would think I was a victim. Of course I was a victim. I was justified. I was dying.
A way out
Now I know why I have cancer and I know what to do about it. Are totally inadequate my thoughts, feelings and spirituality. I managed to survive for more than 28 trips to the hospital, and numerous trips to the cancer center for chemotherapy. It 'been three years of pure hell at the time of diagnosis until Ifinally well again. It 'was the most difficult of the three years of my life. grow even more than the stuff I had suffered. But I found a way out.
The lessons I learned were very clear. I could choose to believe that life on earth is hell, and hurt me mortal. Or I could try to find a way for my faith, so that the terrible stress I was on my change to heal my body was already weakened.
I never knew how much power I actually have my quality of life. Knitting witha fatal disease, it took several near-death experiences before I found the right value and trust, not only I but others, think again. Using a new, loving God, I learned to forgive my page, my absent father (who I had never be able to take before dying), my father and her alcoholic husband, alcoholic first and third and my second husband unfaithful. But mostly I learned to forgive me for my own contribution to the deadly disease. Like the others I've seendown, and I thought it would be "better than" we do not know better.
There is a nice slogan on a piece of paper in my area that I have said so many years is now wrinkled and torn. It states:
What I do not condone the act
Yet violence
not the abandonment, l ', divorce incest or abuse.
What are forgiven, it fails to honor
and appreciate their children,
his life
gently.
Welose their suffering,
their confusion
their ineptitude,
despair
and their humanity.
Anonymous
This poem was to heal a critical part of my ability. Without the prayers of relatives, friends and strangers, I would not have made a living, because I now I remember. Exhausted, I remember crying and praying in my hospital bed: "God, if you're done with me here on earth, I'm ready to go home I can not fight the application ..take me now. "The next thing he remembered was waking up and feeling better for the first time in a long time. It turns out that God is not done by me, after all.
Today I can tell you that we are all responsible for our quality of life. If we had enough of the Big Lie, we'll wake up and know that God or spirit, or whatever we trust, we offer everything you need for a good life here on earth. It's up to us to stop lying to ourselves and get rid of foreverthe belief that we are victims. Yes done terrible things to us. Occurred. But miracles do happen. We do these experiences teach us what we can learn that we have survived and more, sensitive and loving. Our hearts have softened and opened our minds and we have a God who can do business with.
I'm here to tell you that if you are running with hope and faith, my strength is there for you. If you have more hope forI pray for you, you know I'm next to you and pray for healing. It is not always necessary to go back to feel alone. You are blessed and loved and important to God and people like me who are complete strangers. However much time you have to live here on earth, that life is precious with everything you have! Your life is worth living.
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