This morning's meditation. It came to/for me:
"I am the vortex of Peace."
and then, a bit later on,
"I am the vortex of peace,
Wrapped in love."
This morning's meditation. It came to/for me:
"I am the vortex of Peace."
and then, a bit later on,
"I am the vortex of peace,
Wrapped in love."
My new iPhone 16 is arriving today. I just realised that this is the first iPhone I ever bought myself. Well, with mom's help really.
🔹 body (twinges of sensation) says to me: "we are healing. You are healing" and being cushioned by support and love
🔹 Lester Levinson (says to me): "read my book again"
🔹 Thnich Nath Hanh, Lester Levinson, Jose Silva... Dissolving and merging into me till we are nothing and everthing, merged.
🔹Lester taking ouy the tumour, saying you are alreafy healed. The only impediment at the moment is that I don't fully believe it. Lester says it might be worth it to do the Change Belief Cycle again, new belief
Mom named me correctly, even if she never fully realised that. Helena for Light.
Today I did a Tad James self Time Line (TL) intervention.
The trigger for the intervention is this recent supposed recurrence of cancer.
* Become Conscious Of Your Thoughts
* Your Personality creates your Personal Reality.
Personality = what you think => how you behave => how you feel
* Meditation = to become familiar with
Yesterday we received not so good news from Dr Kate, oncologist at ALCC. Re. PET scan detecting something which she says is cancer re-emerging.
Told family. Barely a ripple of response. True I told them I didn't expect them to respond but they really didn't. Disappointed and hurt after all the times and hours they took off me when they needed help or to complain.
Worse than that, not one of them refuted to me saying that "some of them" might think I was overly concerned about my health issues or that those unidentified someones thought I complained too much. I am thinking of Xavier of course. But so disappointed and hurt that not one of them refuted that claim.
I feel I barely complain to them yet X & S have spent hours of my time talking about their concerns, issues, worries, health ... repeatedly. And for any of them to think I complain too much or show too much concern over my health just demonstrates to me their lack of understanding and lack of irony! Maybe if they are ever in this situation where a life-threathening threat never goes away, they may understand. But then again, given their lack of awareness sometimes, maybe not even then.
Maybe it is their/our upbringing. But I am fed up of making excuses for them or pushing my brain to try and give them a good, plausible reason. Done that for years and years with mom till I was wrung dry. In the end it felt like I gave her more compassion than I ever showed myself. No more.
From hereonin, I am no longer updating the family, beyond real bare minimum, about my health. I will also probably be less available when they need help or a ear to talk to or to give them help of any kind.
Maybe that is not the best approach for me but right now, I am just going to put me me me me first and avoid situations that obviously have such potential of disappointment and hurt for me.
I get more sympathy from online friends I have never met and even from Sook Fun who is like an outcast from the Lim family.
p/s If this reads as if I am angry, I so am.
this is kind of an answer from a dream. Something about why I still have itchy this throat and coughing.
Ans : something to do with not speaking my truth/need. But I didn't really understand what that could
Hi Syl,
re. "Alex's intiative" as you called it, viz "His suggestion to open up to Lim family putting in together to cover the cost of the funeral etc etc .."
I took time to write this out because:
1) his "initiative" opened up a plethora of thoughts and emotions for me, and
2) your thoughts on this also did the same.
Hi Xavier,
thanks for asking about the "what about me?" issue that I mentioned in the Malacca chat.
It's a bit of a long story so I will try to summarise as best as I can.
We three (Alex, Syl, and myself) were chatting ... after having food somewhere (as usual!), I think. It was towards the later part of my stay. By which stage, I had heard hours and hours of other people's stories ... their issues, complaints, stuck-ness, how to, what if, etc. etc. Maybe something tiny inside snapped or ...
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