For some reason, cancer, the dreaded C word, has been a part of my life for a very long time. My mother had it. My father had it. One of my best friends had it.
As a young woman I was terrified to stay alone in the house overnight. As the mother of two young children, I would bravely pretend confidence and bravado. One night when alone in the house, I lay awake listening to the sound of rustling leaves under my window imagining the footsteps of the intruder outside.
Fear paralyzed my body and my mind.
Julia Cameron, the noted writer, talks about synchronicity …two or more things that are apparently unrelated or unlikely to occur by chance, yet are experienced as occurring together. In her book, The Artist’s Way, just as I was struggling with psychic pain so intense that I was lost as to what to do, I read Julia’s book it and came to a part that was so stunningly relevant to pain’s place in my life that I had to write it down.