T’s battle with cancer #mondaymemoirswithkarabhayam

 

#mondaymemoirswithkarabhayam

Hello everyone. Hope the week started with beautifully for you guys.

Today's memoir is T's journey of battling with Cancer. Her son approached us in the second half of 2019 for healing for T, who'd been battling cancer for more than a year. Chemo had taken her strength her away. Once a bubbly woman with an active social life, now she was at one fourth her older weight, tired and exhausted.





Her son was very clear in his expectations too. He just wanted his mum to have a little life. Battling with something like for more than a year takes its toll on ones mind body and spirit. I knew that. He knew that. T knew that. But with an intention of trying my level best to help her in every way I can, we started her healing.

The energies were stuck. But slowly with sessions they started moving. After a couple sessions, T's son reported to me that even after chemo now ever since healing has started, she didn't look drained. She was tired no doubts, but there was life back in her eyes. Then in October, he sent me a message that not only spoke of his gratitude and his belief in healing but it brought tears to my eyes too. It was Navratri, the days of Durga Pujo. For the first time in a year she attended puja and got dressed on her own (second image you see of his message).




All of us know what it means to have our loved ones down and low day in and day out. I don't have to even specify the joy that family must have felt at that, at seeing T join the festivities and take Ma's blessing on her own.

That was her last Navratri in this world. She passed away in December. It was upsetting and immensely saddening. But, it was her son who said the things that still resonates with me. I was apologising to him, saying I wasn't able to do much. He said to me, 

“she lived here last months peacefully, smiling, living. Something she hadn't done in over a year. Maybe her leaving was what was best for her healing.”
 

I'm an emotional person. All the empaths out there would resonate with this. Others pain becomes our pain. This entire experience was my entry into another level of healing. Of knowing that sometimes, healing is not what we expect it to do. It is something that's for someone's highest good, though in our limited understanding we might not fathom that. 

Having said everything, I am glad and so very grateful that T was able to enjoy her last months exactly like her son said. By LOVING & LIVING.

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