So here is the email I sent, and my gratitude to each of you, who has helped/is helping me make this journey...
Munay Ki
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This journey has never been about the cancer...
This journey is about me choosing LIFE.
I was given that opportunity by Spirit, before I even knew there was a problem looming in my health horizon.
I was asked (as I brushed my teeth...some of you will know that that is when this kind of thing tends to happen to me...when I'm half asleep/half awake, with a quiet mind, doing something mindless like brushing my teeth)...
this morning...2-3 hours before I was even called to say...Oh, Oh...we really need to take another look...
I was told by a voice in my head...(and this time it wasn't a version of my own voice)
"You have the opportunity to check out now if you want!" It was a calm, quiet voice...and that is all it said...
I immediately woke up fully and believe I might have actually replied out loud...
"NO! I want to LIVE!"
Which led me to thinking...
Well if I want to live...what am I doing now?
AND so the journey began...
Before I went to see the surgeon yesterday...
I was writing in my journal...doing a trip down the stories that I keep, even without consciously remembering or knowing that I do it...about my journey through Chronic Pain...
I was doing it, because my eldest son is in a bad way in that regard...worse I believe that I ever was at his age...and we are waiting to see a neurosurgeon...and I use that we...rather liberally, as I am only a spectator to his life...by his request...as he negotiates dreaming his own reality into being.
And it is hard to not step into a person's dreaming, especially one you love with your whole being...and not try to help them dream the future you hope for them into being...
REALLY HARD....
So that led to a series of journals by me...as I realized, that while I treat people with Chronic Pain in my office daily...the main tools I use to do it, I was withholding from using with me son...which is...I tell them stories...
So I started to tell my stories...and of course...as much healing for me, is occurring as there is potential for him to find a seed in those journals that he might want to plant for himself...
(And to be truthful...he is not the only member of my family, that suffers from chronic debilitating pain... so this is really a familial trait....and I am just as likely not to tell my stories to my other family members too...I don't know...it is like a family silence)
Anyway...background filled in, on the last journal I wrote... the day before I saw my surgeon...
I ended on a journey statement...that said...
I enjoy life loved and alive!
That is not something I chose to say...that was a finding...as I was writing my story...as I was journeying my life...I again affirmed...
I WANT TO LIVE!, except ...you see....it has already morphed...
It isn't about wanting anymore....
I AM living my LIFE.....
and I am feeling loved and I admit...that I'm still working on what feeling alive means to me...I'm thinking I could exclude pain as an indicator...and it would be okay
AND each of you...
Each of you, has helped me shed a really old story that lived in me around being lovable.
About who I need to be to be lovable.
Many of you will not understand this next piece, because you don't even know about my mesa...
But all of the south stones in my mesa have left...
The old stories...don't hold me anymore...
The wounding is gone and doesn't need a stone to hold it for me.
EACH one of you, no matter how frustrated you are, not to be able to reach into my life and fix the physical manifestations of what my journey is now....
EACH ONE OF YOU, has been helping me, and is helping me NOW with your LOVE every day...
I get teary as I write that...
So know...that you are a part of my healing.
And the journey continues...I can't take a breath that isn't relative to this journey of LIFE right now...and it is all good.
Munay Ki
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When our path unfolds like this the 'plan' is always relative to what
we learn as we pass through our challenges, and what we can see we've learned once on the other side of them. Then we can take that knowledge, skill,
information or whathaveyou and pass it on to others who are facing similar things in their lives. It becomes a part of what we have to share or do in th life.

Hi Erica! I'm glad to see you found your way to posting. It's great to have you with us,
please make yourself at home.

And then some!
