The Why Behind My Way
In my sixty-six years of life which included many challenges disguised as adventures, I have realized that in many ways I am different, maybe even odd in comparison to many of my fellow humans.
I have always gotten pushback from others that I must be avoiding “being with” problems, or that I bury my emotions and keep my head buried in the sand or that I’m a Pollyanna that always sees the bright side of things so I can avoid reality.
I realize that these judgments say more about the personal fears of those that doubt my authenticity than it does about what is true about me. There was a time in my life I worked hard to convince the negative naysayers that I was legit, but that actually robbed me of my joy in any given moment, so now I simply accept I may not be understood by some and that’s okay.
The truth about me is I have consciously developed a spiritual muscle of mindfulness in dealing with the variety of hits, misses, disappointments and even disasters that can occur in life, without a lot of suffering and drama. My current diagnosis of breast cancer is one of those hits.
If you know me personally, have heard me speak or read my co-authored books, Facebook posts or tweets, you probably already have a sense of why I respond to life as I do, or in other words, “The Why Behind My Way”.
Since I prefer to live an uncomplicated life that is easy to roll along day to day, from event to event, from year to year, my secret to doing so without giving away my joy and living in a state of peace is simply the art of acceptance.
For me, acceptance is a choice that I make rather than resisting whatever it is I cannot change. If there is nothing I can do to change what is on my plate of life, I slip into a state of peaceful acceptance. Since my strongest desire is to not fall victim to fears, my gift of being able to accept “what is” keeps me feeling at my best. It also helps me to avoid a lot of unnecessary drama.
Although I cannot fully predict how I will tolerate chemo, losing my hair, and potentially suffering from other side effects, there is an inner knowing that I will meet whatever appears with strength, humor and hopefully grace. Since I know I am not the first person to survive this experience, I trust if it can be done, then I can do it too.
Another tool in my toolbox is to simply do and be my best and I accept that will be enough.