Contemplating the reality that “I am not my Body” is all very well – if somewhat abstract. Today it got very hands-on. I decided to get a short haircut in readiness for the inevitable hair loss due to chemotherapy. Off I went to Supercuts. Read more
Sharing about the cancer has been both difficult and liberating. After keeping the diagnosis very quiet for three weeks, today we sent out emails, a newsletter, posted it on Facebook etc. So much love has come to me since then! I bow down in gratitude to all of you. It makes me think that often we – the Greater We – don’t share things. Read more
I never thought I would ever find relief in the sentence, “I am going to start chemotherapy in a few days”. Yet, I do today. After 10 months and 6 days of uncertainty, treatment is starting. Diagnosis: Metaplastic Carcinoma Stage 3. Finally something is happening. I am going to lose my hair. I am going to throw up. I am going to be tired. I will freak out. I will be fine. This cancer is curable. Read more
This blog, started in August 2015, is dedicated to my journey with metaplastic breast cancer, to sharing how I continue living without my beloved husband Steve who was murdered on October 5th, 2015, and beyond all that what I now call The Great Dissolution. In essence, it is a spiritual journey whose insights apply to all of us, regardless of our circumstances.
