The Collapse of Normal, the Rise of Healing
A crisis has come to shake us awake and we stare at our lives with renewed eyes, seeing our predicament as for the first time, wondering how did it ever become our "normal".
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Mental Health Diagnosis? Hardly
Someone told me their mental health diagnosis. Except I didn’t hear it at such. And my response was “Oh, sweetie, I am so sorry”. Though I may not have said those actual words. I did say it energetically: that was my feeling. See, when someone tells me their mental health “diagnosis” I don’t see it as a mental health diagnosis at all. I have done so much work on my own “mental health diagnosis”, and I am now swimming so deep in the waters of Spirituality that “mental health diagnosis” gets translated for me into “this is the crisis that the Universe has decided to throw at me at this…
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You Were Given This Story Because You Are Strong Enough To Hold It
There’s a truism that goes like this: “God doesn’t give us more than we can handle”. It sounds better in English than in Spanish, where we say “God strangles but doesn’t hang”. (I know, right? Hideous. Told you it was better in English.) As with most truisms, I’m left wondering whether it’s true or whether it’s something we “wish” were true. For argument’s sake, let’s say it’s true, but with a twist. Let’s say “God doesn’t give me more challenging Truths than I can handle”. For me, only the Truth will do Ah, yes. The Heaven’s know I’m a smart cookie. Not for me the simplistic “jump and the net…
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There must be more than “getting by”
Allow me to say a few things. Actually, this is my blog, and my computer, so I can say whatever I want. Ha! I forgot. I want to believe there is more than “getting by”. I want to believe it is possible to live life to make our dreams come true. Listen, I am very, very poor. I know that. How poor? Well. I’ve been living my whole adult life in between half of the “poverty line” and a third. Yes, a third of the “poverty line”. Which is to say, I’ve been very, very poor. AND I want to believe there is more than “getting by” It’s easy to…
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Tiny Miracle
Exactly one week ago today, a “Tiny Miracle” took place. It got me thinking about miracles… I’ve always wanted miracles in my life. Always, always. Ever since I was small. I don’t know why. I suppose I wanted the Universe to show up and give me proof that it was on my side. That I wasn’t all alone. That I wasn’t doomed to suffer for all eternity. I wanted proof that the Universe didn’t hate me. It feels like what happened last week was a tiny miracle. I can’t describe it in any other way. I don’t know how it happened. I cannot think what I have done differently for…
