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Rose When my
specialist told me my breast cancer had spread into many of my bones,
my reaction was not all horror. A part of me was glad that at last I
could find time to find the self that I had suppressed for so many years.
Since then, which was a year ago, I have more and more begun to enjoy
my new life. After much reading, I have found out that the people who
survive with cancer the longest have learnt to 'sing their own song'.
This year has been a time to change from the road I was on, and to find
a new one. I have felt that this road was so tentative that it was like
a thinly drawn line on the sand of a beach, which almost disappeared,
every time the waves washed over it. I am beginning now to feel the
road is a little more formed. It involves giving up my career in teaching
and being alone with myself. It involves starting to rediscover my creativity,
especially in writing and painting. It involves finding that other dimension
in life, which is full of magic and mystery - unexplainable but very
real. It involves above all listening to my inner voice - continually
asking myself 'what do I FEEL is right for me' - and then allowing myself
the luxury of putting this into practice. |