breast cancer, cancer, Living through chemo, travel

Pushing Re-Set on My Soul

“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the mind” – Caroline Myss

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We don’t realize how broken we are until we take the time to step away and really look at ourselves; our lives. Take stock and assess it. For it is only then, that we are able to see the bits of brokenness that make up our souls (and goodness I was a broken mess!) It is only when we remove ourselves from the mess we are in, start to look inwards, that we are able to see the ‘bigger picture’. How all the brokenness is only being held together by a string (that was literally about to SNAP!)

Taking a 2 and a half week solo adventure around Indonesia to Bali as well as a few of the incredible islands off of it, gave me a chance to really reflect on my year thus far. It gave me the time (and chance) to take everything that I have endured in – like really in!! And FUCK, it has been A LOT!! It gave me a clear perspective of the mess that has been my life over the last 9 months.

Retrospectively, looking at myself – I was truly hanging on by a thread that was going to break at any second. I was emotionally, physically and mentally shattered. The fragments of my soul were aching and I needed some serious healing! The shards of myself lay all around me. Bits of hurt, sorrow, anger, and resentment were all harshing staring back at me.  They were all part of me and I was certainly not whole (far from it, in truth.) I was just a bunch of broken bits, loosely being held together.

Yet over time, Bali restored me. It put me back together and helped me heal. It gave me the opportunity to practice some awesome self-love and care. It made me see the joy in life once again. It showed me how to find inner peace and I found clarity. Its’ serenity and beauty began to plant and take root in me. I was able to pick up the shattered fragments of my life and love them, cry over them and then heal from within. I truly started to put myself back together again. Love all of me – especially the broken bits!

Going on this very unplanned adventure, to a place that is filled with such peace, happiness, abundant joy and breathtaking natural beauty; has helped me in ways I can’t fully express. I was broken down and tired. However I can now breathe again, I’ve risen up! I am feeling “put together”, less broken and at peace.

Physical scars are said to be your personal tale of strength and courage. Yet, I believe its the scars you can’t see that are a testament to real self-growth, inner strength, and true courage.

 

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