11/02/2025
Often we think we are alone.
Alone in our pain, alone in the journey to heal. We are told that it’s up to us. No one is going to hold your hand. No one is coming. No one will save you. Only you can rise up.🌅There is truth to it. Certainly. But not entirely. Once the healing began. I was blessed with the ability to see and feel who was in my corner. At a time where my health was the worst it had ever been. I could see I was in fact not alone. This clip is powerful to me. In it, I could suddenly see clearly who The person was shouting at me to keep going. Without saying those words. I could see the person who held my hand to pull me out of bed without actually being at my bedside. I could see the person who would not allow me to fall at any cost without knowing how they are doing it. I could see the strength in a person who saw only the power and perseverance in challenges they faced by their actions, not with their words. I could see the persons who gave me a reason to keep pushing without knowing they did that. I could see the person who showed up despite the uncomfortable sadness. I could see the health care professionals that took time to listen. Hear me and act out of compassion. I could see the many many attempts I made to be a better version of myself while honouring the journey of others. I see the many who stayed at a distance, who judged me, who became angry and disappointed in me. Who thought the worst for me. Who criticized and created rumours. I could see those too afraid to speak truth and stand up for what is right. Even the guy who hit me upside the head. I could see them all. All of which are part of this healing journey. All of which I appreciate and give gratitude. I was not alone. I was never alone. Its time to follow a path of healing and support of others. Time for me to pass along the kindness and blessing that I have been given.
Thank you for the blessings and protection .
