The Path of Healing!

Have you noticed?

When your path is so dark, and you are trying, so desparately, to find beauty, because you know it will help, finally, one moment stands out in your day? A flower unlooked for, a cloud lit from behind, the sudden smile from a stranger, or the loving embrace of a child. Then, as you hold on to that one moment, suddenly, another moment of beauty occurs? Where you looking for it? Did it just happen? Beauty is all around us. Once you start looking, truly seeking beauty, you will find that moments of beauty, will start to appear, at just the right times. Where you looking?

 

A friend of mine was concerned about how some of the heartaches, I had experienced in my life, had affected me. I told her, that the good Lord had already been helping me to heal, for many years, in the most profound ways. He still is! The Lord designed us, so that we can heal. Every time we are hurt, every time we go through hardship, even when we are suffering, it is always difficult, but we can find health. As we seek health, and the body is always longing to seek health, we learn. We just need to help the body, with our mind, and soul, in finding the right path, for healing.

But it is not just the Body, that can heal, and needs to heal, from all of the hurts, that this world provides. The Mind, and the Soul, can also heal! I know! I have been on that Journey, the Path of Healing, for the Mind, the Body, and the Soul, for a long time.

Even now, the good Lord is providing a new way, for me to stay, on that Path of Healing. A way, that I had not realized was so close to my heart, until today. A way for me to continue to heal, Mind, Body, and Soul, that will draw me closer to my Lord, which is always where true healing comes from.

I am going to have a garden! A beautiful fall Garden!

My wonderful Landlord, Gary, wants me to use at least 50 gallons of water a day, to be sure that his well does not silt up. For somebody, who is used to being limited to about 15 Gallons a week, that seems like a terrible waste of water! When I told my friend, Tom, that? He said I should throw a bunch of seeds on the ground, and see what happens! My gardening friends, Jean, and Amy, have organic seeds, that they are going to give to me!

I am going to have a garden! It has been so long, since I have been able to have a garden. It looks like I may even have enough money, from peoples gifts, to buy some wire fencing. I even have some pieces of a Saguaro cactus skeleton, that my landlord gave me, to help keep those pesky javelinas, and adorable, but ravenous, bunny rabbits, out of my, soon to be beautiful, organic garden!

Saguaro cactus skeleton. There is beauty, even in death.

A bare piece of land…

… becoming a beautiful Garden!

I am so happy, I can hardly stand myself! Tears of Joy, flowing down my face!

I am so blessed!

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Grateful? For Cancer?!

I know. Crazy! Right?

But. It’s true.

However, let me be clear. I do not know, officially, that I have cancer, again, and I will never know, officially.

I don’t need a biopsy or a scan. I am already on the path of healing naturally.

I have known, in my heart, for a while, that the cancer was probably back. So I have been researching natural ways to heal. I have had some questionable blood test results, in the last few months, but now, I have some lumps around my collarbone, that shouldn’t be there. Plus, two things started happening that my cancer surgeon warned me about, 8 years ago. He said if they did start happening, that I should come see him right away. My voice is starting to get raspy, and it hurts to sing. For those of you who know me well, that last one, is the hardest one to bear.

It is time to take action! But I won’t be calling the cancer surgeon.

Beauty!

Sometimes you have to look for it, and often you have to wait for it, but there is indeed incredible beauty out here. Shade! It’s been running between 109° and 115° out here, for weeks now. Shade, is indeed, a beautiful thing!

For Today!

Matthew 6:25-27, 34 (NIV)

Do Not Worry

²⁵ “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? ²⁶ Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? ²⁷ Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life^[a]?

The Journey Continues…

I was writing to a few close friends, whom I treasure, letting them know what was happening in my world. They’ve been concerned, more so than usual, because I’ve recently lost my dearest friend. No. That’s not true. I haven’t lost him. I know exactly where he is, and I will see him again, by and by. But, I will miss him, for all the time I have left on this mortal coil. That’s something I really can’t, and won’t, write about.

We were always very private about our friendship. Mostly because we were both so irritated by the fact, that people would automatically assume that there was “something going on” between us, when we actually had one of the most beautiful, Godly, friendships, that I have ever known. At this late stage in my life, I finally found out, how much fun it is, to have a gentleman, as a friend, and a friend only. He has made it possible for me to develop true friendships with other gentleman, when I never thought that would be an option for me. One of these days, I may write a post in his honor. If I do, it will be about something that would have tickled his bizarre sense of humor.

This journal, that I keep online for, Charlie and I, is very special to me. Sharing it with you, is special to me. This loss is a part of my life, that I somehow wanted to share. Like my friend, the tears, the depression, the heart aches, that we all experience, I usually keep in my private Journal. But, I wanted to have this in my online journal, too. I wanted you to know, that while there is heartache in my life right now, I had such wonderful joy and laughter. Even now, in the midst of my heartache, thoughts of him make me smile. My long time friend, and pastor, Walt, always says, that when a Christian dies, we should clap our hands with joy and say, “Alright! Another one made it!” It is the hole in our lives, the ones they leave behind, that is so hard to face. Death, is a part of the Journey. I wanted you to know, but in death, as in life, my relationship with him, will remain private.

Before the tears start again.

Comedic Calamity

Have you ever been in a situation that just got so Grim, the only thing you could do was start Laughing? Do you know what I mean? When you find yourself looking at the situation from the funny side, because that’s the only option you have, if you want to avoid the depressing side? Going forward, I have decided to call that particular paradigm shift, Comedic Calamity. Because no matter how Grim the situation is, you can usually find, something, to smile about.

Adjustments

When Macha came to live with me, I was renting a regular house, with a well fenced yard, and it even had a even a doggie door. Come to think of it, that’s probably one of the biggest reasons I even let myself think about getting another dog.  I felt like I had a good place for one.

When I rescued, Macha, she was 4 years old, and I was praying that she would be able to adjust to having a New Life with me. She did more than just adjust. In the short time I have had her, just eight years now, we have moved many times.  From the house, to babysitting at another house, to renting a room from a couple at church, to an apartment.