All posts tagged: Gratitude

Hart Truths – Part 3

If you missed Part 1 and 2 of this blog, you can catch up: Part 1 HERE Part 2 HERE _______________________ Hard Truth 4 Dear Diary… 19 August 2014 “When I’m happy, I seem to be REALLY happy, because to me these little moments of bliss are wondrous. I smile bigger and nearly feel like I could bounce around. It’s ecstasy. Because when I feel good, it’s an absolute blessing. I have now felt rock bottom, so I see a whole new happiness and embracement of life that I didn’t see before.” *Hard Truth:  The Little things are the big things. We’ve all heard the saying, “It’s the little things”, however, don’t just say it because you’ve heard it and you know what it means…  Often sayings like these are thrown about and not given any conscious thought – You need to truly FEEL it, you need to recognise these little moments of bliss that come to us daily.  These moments truly are what magic’s made of. Reflection 1 (after first cancer):  I think I …

Hard Truths – Part 2

If you missed Part 1 of this blog, you can read it HERE Hard Truth 2 Dear Diary… 6 August 2014  (After my first chemo) “I had been building on the mindset with regard to the drugs (chemo)… Poison or cure? The more I thought of poison the more negativity and anger pent up inside me, making me anxious and not ready! Not ready for what??? I want and need to be here, I love and appreciate my life, I need to fight and to do that I NEED chemotherapy!” *Hard Truth: Accept what is.  Accept what you cannot change.  [Rise to adversity and maneuver your way through the ‘detour’ until you find a new road]. Save your energy in fighting against what you cannot change.  Accept and adapt to whatever adversity has thrown you off course. I believe before my diagnosis I spent way too much time fighting against things that could not be changed.  I can also tell you first hand, that this causes unnecessary stress and illness. Reflection 1 (after first cancer):  whilst you …

Hard Truths – Part 1

I wrote the initial blog ‘5 hard truths’ two years ago (based on diary entries from 2014).  Fast forward to 2018, I’ve since faced another breast cancer diagnosis in June of this year.  Over the past month I’ve had a chance to review and reflect on previous material from my blog. It’s through the reflection of these ‘Hard Truths’ that brought tears to my eyes… Three-fold: Firstly, it’s re-living that raw pain through the words of my diary entries and vividly remembering how I once felt (some of those entries, still break my heart). Secondly, the reflection is with gratitude… I’m so freaking proud of how far I have come and how I’ve learnt to deal with fear and uncertainty. And finally, I appreciate how these truths are still relevant to me, to you; to anyone, and these ‘truths’ I extracted from my experiences are timeless, universal lessons with relevance to any situation. Furthermore, ‘5 Hard Truths’ was born through my experience of pain, suffering and indescribable fear – it’s through my real life experience …

Gratitude

How awesome is gratitude… Often, in today’s society we are quick to judge, we are quick to critisise and often, we don’t stop to appreciate the good things people do. I just recently sent one of my counselling educators an email containing some positive gratitude. They spend soooooo long providing feedback about assignments or answering questions etc. And when I get a really engaging teacher, a teacher I can truly learn from and be guided by, it makes my study experience so much more enriching (particularly with online study). They also stand out like a light bulb as a ‘favourite’ teacher. I felt grateful and so I thanked her. Yes, she’s employed to do so, yes, she gets paid to do so… but this attitude just stirs the pot on too much ‘entitlement’ (in my opinion). She was genuinely so appreciative saying she vary rarely receives feedback… so a few minutes of my time brightened her day and probably created a smile within that made all her hard work worthwhile. It may have re-fulfilled her …

Reconnecting with your Home

Why on earth do I feel like I’ve just returned from a holiday retreat? I’ll tell you why… I am floating with blissful peace and inner harmony. I feel like I’m walking on clouds and my heart is beating half as fast as normal. I find myself smiling and feeling so unbelievably content. Moving from one job to the next between home-life, parenting, work and study, I am so calm, so light, so refreshed. Where have I been? Nowhere (I didn’t actually go on a retreat – as much as I’d have loved that)! I’ve been home with nothing out of my ordinary routine, just another regular week you could say. RECONNECTING WITH YOUR HOME (YOUR HUB, YOUR SANCTUARY) Life get’s extraordinarily busy, particular this time of year. I’ve been mentioning to my husband the past weeks that home doesn’t feel like home. I felt like it was a port for me to come and go, a ‘base’ not a ‘home’. Why? I allowed the busy-ness of life to start consuming me. When coming home, …

Busy Having Fun!

I thought it was timely to take my own advice, after sharing three days of reality I knew I wanted to pick things up. In saying that, I honestly believe that whilst I shared some difficult sentiments of facing cancer, I also highlighted just how important life is and why you should make the most of it… celebrate life and enjoy life. So that’s why, my blog stops here today… I’m off to my first ever Melbourne races (Cox Plate) and I endeavour to soak it up and not worry about getting a blog up in time.  Whilst I know it would be entertaining for me to post a blog after a day of champagne, I won’t do that to you all. So today… I’m busy having fun! Happy Saturday everyone… you can see some pics of my day on Instagram (@becbraid). Bec x P.S. I have been receiving some beautiful and warm messages of support from likewise beautiful people.  I always write back to everyone, so bare with me getting back to you as I’m …

Words From My Mum

The people we are closest to are often the ones so busy caring that their grief can be overlooked. My mum was an absolute blessing when I was diagnosed, she stepped straight up and looked after my children, ensuring they were loved and cared for when my husband and I were in Sydney for surgery and IVF. Mum, like myself or should I say, me like my mother love to release emotions through writing. My mum writes a lot of poetry and she is also the proof-reader behind pretty much everything I write – thanks mum, I love you so much. So here is a piece my mum wrote when I lost my hair. I remember mum going home from work the day I shaved my head, she knew it was going to happen; yet it didn’t make it any easier. On that day she wasn’t coping and her daughter in her eyes wasn’t a thirty year old woman with two children, I was just mum’s baby girl who had always adorned long blonde hair… …