All posts tagged: Optimism

5 Hard Truths – Part 3

5 Hard Truths – Part 3 Continued… You can read Part 1 – Here You can read Part 2 – Here   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.” LESSON FOUR The Little things are the big things. We’ve all heard, “It’s the little things”, don’t just say it because you’ve heard it and you know what it means. 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: I think I started to realise how important little things were more than I’d ever noticed before. What I was experiencing with my illness were ‘GINORMOUS’ …

5 Hard Truths – Part 2

5 Hard Truths That Will Make Your Life Easier Continued… You can read Part 1 Here… So lets keep going 🙂 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!” NUMBER TWO 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. …

5 Hard Truths – Part 1

Today I embrace some key passages from my cancer diary, these extracts were written at the beginning of my journey… gosh I hate that word ‘journey’ let’s rephrase it as an ‘adventure’… An ‘adventure’ into uncertainty, and having no clue as to what would develop each day. It was a mystery, it was foreign, it was frightening and I didn’t know where I was going – the only thing I knew for certain was that I HAD to go on this adventure, I had to take the risks… I valued my life and I needed to fight the bastard (cancer). [Note: there will be a few ‘swear’ words (profanities) from time to time. I don’t swear a lot, however, when it comes to cancer, I give myself permission and so should you. Nothing like the old “F” BOMB to add emphasis to your thoughts and conviction to your declarations.] 5 Hard Truths that will make your life easier: Dear Diary… 4 August 2014 (2 days before my first chemotherapy) “I can’t wake in the morning …

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 …

Judgement…

Do you judge others? Let me answer that for you… YES – yes you do! Don’t worry, I’m not judging you for judging, I am empathetic of the fact you are a human. It’s what we do best. Have you ever judged – then told yourself to stop being so judgemental? Have you judged subconsciously not realising until the thoughts entered your mind? Perhaps you’re not judging with nastiness, it might be out of genuine intrigue or a simple inability to hush your mind. Perhaps it’s self-harming judgement, so you are not directing the judgement upon others, you are reflecting it back at yourself? “Gosh I wish I looked like that”! “I wish my stomach was flat like that”! “I wish I had a job like that”! “I wish I had the confidence to be like her/him”! Judgement of the above is still harmful, you are admiring someone else but in the same instance are comparing and deeming yourself ‘not good enough’. Then there’s harsh judgement or judgement that is unkind: Where you find yourself …

Do you plan more than you do?

Woohoooo…. I did it. For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted to get my motor bike license.   The difference now, is that I’m changing my wants, taking them off my ‘to-do list’ or ‘dream list’ and I’m making things happen. I’m so excited! You may now see me scooting around on my little white Vespa (with L plates). I rode motorbikes my whole childhood and I loved it. There is something freeing and exhilarating about being on two wheels with the wind in your hair. It’s something fun to look forward to on a beautiful day when I have some time to myself. This has been on my ‘want to do’ list for about ten years (enjoy my 90’s slide show below). For as long as I can remember I’ve always had lists. To-do lists, wish lists, one day lists, daily lists, shopping lists, study lists, medical lists etc. I have always been a queen of lists. Typo, Kikki.K, Office Works, Kmart… you name it, these shops lure me in every …

‘Micro Magic’

As the sun rose over the crest of distant hills, a magic moment became an instant fond memory. Light bouncing off the land below, shining and reflecting, it highlighted the soft mist floating over our very wet, green land. With smiles all round, there was an electricity of warmth felt in all of us. My family had forgiven me for the early morning start and frost bite on their cold noses… no words were needed, it had all been worth it. Micro Magic had been created and it was so simple and beautiful. …… This morning I surprised my family with a much earlier rise than our usual slow, sloth Sundays. “Sorry” my beautiful teenager and snuggly ‘threenager,’ “it’s time to get up… and you too hubby”! There were moans and groans. The only warning was the night before where I asked them to set out some warm clothes for the next day… They had no idea of the early morning ambush I had planned. The night before, I’d loaded the back of the car …