It's been exactly one thousand one hundred and ninety three days since my 7-year-old was first diagnosed with leukemia. In June 2012 our lives took a dramatic turn, my role as a mother and a caregiver took on new meaning, and my reasons for traveling solo shifted.
Motherhood is hard and rewarding. That is the truth. Enjoying the journey has everything to do with how you manage the obstacles that are in front of you and the systems that you put in place to support your life.
I've talked to so many clients who believe if only they could get more done and get it done more quickly they would be happier. Yet I see these same clients work and work until they are stressed out, exhausted, and unable to be very effective at anything they do.
Taking a deep breath and allowing the words to flow through my fingers, trusting that they are divinely guided. Trusting that my guides and divine source is entrusting me with the words to share that will inspire thought, emotion and a recognition of yourself.
Breathing is an activity most of us don't think about, but there are many ways to breathe and we breathe differently in different situations. Breathing a certain way can assist us in how we relate to a situation, and therefore impact our wellness.
If every older person were guaranteed a physician with time to talk about life and ways to live it more fully, as well as to discuss the best ways to deal with the inevitability of death, debates about "death panels" would wither.