We see ourselves as guides, maybe more of a “ life coach” type of title so our hearts are to point to possibilities and let the person decide what type of journey they want to go on.
Last year during December 2015, January and February 2016 it was hard to blog. It was hard to post. So today I am thankful I can write about what went on those few months. I am thankful Ryan was given a second chance at life.
At the end of the week, there was one question that baffles me to no end. It tugs at my heart because this one is very personal to me AND it is evident is very personal to each patient and supporter I meet. It is a question I try to answer, but somehow my answers just aren’t always enough.
It was as if the gun had just went off at the raceway, but two thoroughbreds had already taken the second quarter turn before we could even get off of the starting blocks. It was the race of our lives and we needed to chase down not just one quarter horse, but two. The cancer quarter horse and the out of control havoc causing fluid horse. It was a race I was afraid we would lose. For the first time in this journey, it was a race I was afraid we had fallen too far behind.
We are a human being, not a human part and our bodies our interconnected physically, emotionally and mentally thru energy that connects our entire being. So, lets heal the whole being.
Day 3, A Jammed Packed Day
Be honest. Be open. Be vulnerable. Be real. Let them in. Let them join the adventure. Let them see the