One year ago, I lay sleepless on my couch amidst the darkness of 3am. Sitting there in the quiet and peaceful hours of early morning, unsure of why I was awake to begin with – I received a message from my soul. “Write. Start a blog. ” . And so, by the time the clock struck 4:00am, my blog was up and running, and the next chapter of my life began.
I really did not know what would come about from this. Once upon a time, as a young girl, I would write little things such as poetry and short stories. While there were fleeting wishes of one day becoming a writer, I never really took it that seriously.
Here I am, one year less a day that I wrote my first blog post “Sleepless”. What has transpired is nothing that I could have ever predicted at the time.
I have begun to write my very first book. With the framework in place, a title chosen and a few entries complete – I am well on my way to making this wish a reality.
I am reminded at how powerful our soul is at guiding us to where we need to be, if we only choose to trust and listen to the messages.
Originally posted on My Musings :
3am and I’ve been tossing and turning all night. Trying my very best not to think, which inevitably, makes me think even more. So, amidst me trying to push away any thought in hopes of finally falling asleep, it hits me. Not like a ton of bricks, but more of a subtle passing thought. Random at its best. “You should start a blog” the voice says. Brilliant!
An hour later, here I am, cuddled on my couch with a tea in hand, writing my first blog post. (I love my iPhone). Never could I have imagined myself creating and writing a blog from the palm of my hand. Never would I have imagined that I would write for anyone to see other than myself.
Nothing is impossible. The word says it itself…I’m-possible Audrey Hepburn
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Every day, we walk this earth in all our glory, in all our love and in all our light. Yet, we don’t see it.
We spend hours, days, years – searching for love, happiness and joy. Not realizing that everything we long for is already here.
“But where is it?“
Reality is created and shaped by us through our thoughts. We have heard from guru’s alike, that our thoughts become things. But many guru’s fail to point out the one piece of the puzzle that holds most people back. The true secret to love, happiness and joy.
In order for us to access all that is already here and waiting for us, we need to start by practicing gratitude.
When we focus on all the good we have in our lives, we change the vibration within us. When our vibration is set so that we focus on love, good, and joy – we feel love, good and joy. We become more aware of and attract more love, good and joy. Wake up every day, reconnect with yourself and express gratitude for all that you have, and all that is to come.
Express gratitude to yourself; for everything that you are and everything that you have survived, and for everything that has brought you to today. Then, show up. Show up in all areas of your life as love, good and joy. You are the missing piece of the puzzle. The one you have been searching for. You are the secret.
Sometimes, in what seems like a divinely orchestrated moment – someone comes along and gifts you with the beauty of truly seeing how extraordinary you are.
Whether it is through kind words, an expression of gratitude or a knowing glance, they share with you the gift of being able to see yourself as others see you. In all your beauty. In all your boldness. In all your awe-someness.
PKD. Who knew these 3 letters would hold so much significance in my life.
What is PKD?
PKD or Polycystic Kidney Disease is a genetic disorder characterized by the growth of numerous cysts in the kidneys. Over time, kidney function decreases resulting in kidney failure.
As a child I knew very little about this disease other than what I witnessed my grandmother go through. I knew it made you tired, that you had to spend countless hours in your room hooked up to a machine, and that if you were lucky, you would have an operation to get a new kidney. A pretty basic understanding.
Up until my teens, I really didn’t know how much this disease would impact me. My naive mind only understood it as an isolated incident. Never did I think that my father, and two of his siblings would also be affected. And never once did I think it would affect me or my children.
It didn’t seem like much at first. So they would end up with a few cysts on their kidneys. What did that really mean anyways? Change of diet? More exercise? More sleep?
Fast forward a few years, my grandmother passed, my dads brother needed a new kidney (whom his loving and devoted wife donated hers), my dads sister started regular dialysis and was placed on the transplant 7-9 year wait list, and my dad – well, let’s just say that despite being a strong man, his vitality and stamina has already begun going down hill, his creatinine levels slowly rising, and the conversation about dialysis and transplants have begun.
Why am I writing about this?
September 4th is National PKD Awareness day in Canada and I want to put a face to this prevalent yet not widely known about disease.
The reality is my father will need a transplant. Until then, he will likely find himself struggling for energy to keep up with his grandkids, who are too young to understand why their grandfather can’t play hide and seek or soccer as much as he used to. He will need to continue to carefully watch his diet, take meds for blood pressure, and make many other life changes to accommodate this devastating disease.
As for me, my siblings, my cousins and our children? We don’t know if we carry the gene, if or how severely we will be affected or if we’ve passed this on to our children.
Today, I raise awareness for my family and for the many others who fight every day to end PKD.
PKD. Three letters that have changed my life.
For more information about PKD, visit http://www.endpkd.ca
If you wish to support financially and help me raise funds for our upcoming walk, visit my fundraising page by clicking here.
Photo: Team Risi at last years fundraising walk
We speak about endings with such finality, that sometimes it blurs our vision of seeing the gift of new beginnings.
Every experience we live is a mere chapter from the story of our life. As one chapter ends, a new one begins. That is life.
I know this much for sure. That when it is time to turn the page and continue the story, it will be me holding the pen. I decide how the story is written.
Today, I decide that tomorrow is not just another day. It is a new beginning.
Hatred, war, abuse….it all exists and it exists because of us. Whether you are the one actively engaged in the act or you are spending hours watching it, debating it or thinking about it – you are contributing to it.
Thoughts become things. By watching, debating or consuming your thoughts on negative events, you are activating a negative vibration within you. This negative vibration only creates more of what you don’t want.
Instead, imagine the world how you want it to be- and as if it is already happening.
Children are safe, people are free, happiness and peace are abundant, and there is harmony on earth.
“Give peace a chance” -John Lennon