Here’s Miranda, the Labradoodle, on her great-aunt and great uncle’s dock in Maine.
Thanks to my friend Ellen C for Psalm 18:33… “You gird me with strength and make the path safe before me.”
Thanks to my friend Michele L for Psalm 4:8… Closeness to God gives me “more joy than a rich harvest of corn and wine” and 4:9… that sense of safety in God’s presence helps me to “lie down in peace and sleep.”
This is a crazy time. Actually, this is a time to which I am reacting a little crazily.
It’s the one year anniversary of the accident. And we are preparing for a court case on my behalf.
I spent yesterday and today being checked by two expert physicians from Puerto Rico who will testify to my injuries. They had agreed to interview and study me at my house so that I could get up, move around, stretch out, go to the bathroom, and pat Miranda the Labradoodle whenever I needed respite. They were very thoughtful and kind to me; even sending me for a nap after lunch to recuperate for the next round of questions and assessments.
Still, it was surprisingly exhausting.
At some point, it finally dawned on me (again!) that I have been trying to take responsibility for figuring out everything related to my care, including the legal case – which is completely out of my acumen, not to mention my power.
That’s what made me so crazy when I was tied down and on the ventilator. I desperately wanted to control everything related to my condition.
Both then and now, I remembered to release my hold and allow a power greater than me to carry me along.
By surrendering to the God of my understanding moment by moment, my faith grows and I am restored.
My body, thoughts, feelings and the objects of my attention come into alignment and I make choices that satisfy the deepest desires for connection and health.
No to corn and wine.
Yes to strength, joy, safety, peace and sleep.
I need to practice this every day. Step Two, keep on coming “… to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.”
Love & Light,
Valerie
I am coming to believe that I am right where I am supposed to be and that I will be cared for lovingly and well. Don’t know where this is coming from but I’ll take it. I’ve been spending time on the Patients Like Me website/Parkinson’s Forum and an eater there agrees with me that some of my mania around food recently may be aggravated by the Mirapex, a drug that I’d like to keep taking to relieve the stiffness. The acupuncturist/nutritive expert/osteopath tells me that sugar makes me manic so it’s double trouble. Which leads me to my knees and the brink of a psychic change where only Good Orderly Direction will save me. I can see the road that Janeen Roth talks about in Women Food and God of stillness, peace and all knowing. That’s how I feel right now and I wish you the same. You have some big days ahead of you but God can manage and then you’ve got the nature and nurture beneficial elements too from Myra and Toby. We’ll be with you,
In love and light,
Betsy & Noel
Deep breath. Thank you, Sister. You are ahead of me on the path, with a lamp, leading the way by knowing “I am right where I am supposed to be and that I will be cared for lovingly and well.” Such kindness. My cup overflows. Love & Light, Valerie