All posts tagged: Gratitude

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… …

Save the ‘BOX’

Yes I mean that box… yep – your lady bits! Whilst I’m clearly passionate about raising awareness for Breast Cancer in young woman, I feel equally impassioned for any kind of cancer and the suffering it brings to not only the individual but also their family and friends. There is no nice cancer, there is no easy cancer… Cancer as I’ve called it before is a bastard… So today, I wanted to introduce you to a phenomenal campaign that is powerful and clever and incredibly moving. This campaign is getting people talking about gynaecological cancers. There are seven types – ovarian, uterine, vulvar, vaginal, cervical and two rare pregnancy cancers. Currently these are the stats:  Every day 15 woman are diagnosed (on average); and Every day 4 woman die from gynaecological cancer. [Source: Australian Institute of Health and Welfare reports as at March 2016 and as reported by savethebox.org.au] Here is the video (the campaign) I’m referring to: The Save the Box campaign. It is truly amazing. Do yourself a favour and watch this. Let’s …

The Power of Music: Our Emotional Response

Tears streaming – an outlet, a memory, raw and semi-tormented emotions of confusion and grief are spilling from my mind. [The scenario: I was pre-occupied setting up my study folder for the next Trimester. Hole punching and highlighting to reluctantly get stuck back into my studies – the break, never long enough. I had study tunes playing on Pandora which lends itself to a lot of easy listening and relaxation music which can discreetly play in the background without intruding on your train of thought… the rain was falling gently outside my office and then this happened].  As the sweet notes of the relaxation music plays in the background – it stops me in my tracks – déjà vu hits me like a freight train. It’s so beautiful and peaceful, however, it connects with a really difficult moment in my life (I played a lot of relaxation and meditation music when I was going through my treatment and recovery). It represents pain and isolation, it reminds me of feelings where my bedroom felt like a …

Flashbacks + Emotions: A Video

A couple of months ago, my beautiful cousin Montana asked if she could use my battle with Cancer as her subject matter for a school assignment. Montana (aka ‘Moni’) is fifteen years old and in year nine.  She had to complete a biography and a video presentation. Moni has always been the kindest and most warm spirited girl. A smile always planted on her beautiful face and open arms to embrace big hugs whenever we are reunited (Moni lives in Bendigo – where I was born). When Moni asked to write about me… I admired and was grateful for the fact she said I was an inspiration to her in relation to getting through my breast cancer – bless her. The questions were respectful and well thought out (she’s a very mature cookie this one). It was quite confronting re-visiting those dark days to recall information, however, quite therapeutic from a progression point of view. It was refreshing to see that my life has taken leaps and bounds since that dark time. I thought I …