Hello, It's Me...

If I were to describe my life to you now and compare it to my life of two years ago you might doubt it was the same person.  LOL  Many dreams have come true over these two years, many life experiences have taken place that naturally do in life, and then some experiences have altered my short term plans in a big way.  I'm at a point where I need to...  RE-ALIGN is the only word that is coming to me.  Huh...  I like that.  Re-align with the Universe.  OK.  That works for me.  I labeled my illness and resulting lobectomy and surgeries "Debi's Detour".  I think this can be the "Realignment".  Oops, gonna have to Google "re-align" and "realign".

I'm tired, I'm in pain, my brain fog is overwhelming right now (to the point of scary), and I have so much work to do to prepare for homelessness.  That's a lot of things to bring into alignment.

Yep.  I like that term.  I need to realign the negative perception I have about my recent experiences with the serenity I found through the trials of those experiences.  Through meditation, serious study and contemplation I was able to find my peaceful place; my "go to" place, my Nirvana if you will.  It happened during the process of the second surgery in February 2013.  I had an overwhelming feeling that I wasn't going to make it through that, and at some level I still believe my time is ticking by quicker than it was before - and that's one of the things I need to accept.  I have come to understand that I cannot get back to living without acknowledging that I am dying.  Several times I thought I had accepted death, and maybe I did.  Or maybe I just gave up...  I mean, when you're comatose the thinking process isn't very sharp.  I don't remember being aware of much during that time; I was in and out of consciousness.  I had an understanding, though, that I was going to die if Dr. Miller couldn't figure out what was wrong.  He did though, obviously, and I IMMEDIATELY moved on to the next (simultaneous) crisis in my life -- my divorce and the death of my Father.

A big positive recently; I have found a sister from one of my prior lives.  I was a mermaid [SHOCK! -- Alert the media!!!] in a prior life, but it was a life I lived very long ago, indeed.  I mean eons.  We were very close sisters.  Her name was Clarissa, mine was Emily.  The night we realized this was incredibly emotional, to say the least.  I'll blog about that another time.  It's just so validating when you recognize someone, and they recognize you, from one of their past lives and immediately knows who you are, what you are, and loves you.  I just kept saying, "I FOUND YOU!  I FOUND YOU!"  People thought we were nuts.  No.  I'm pretty sane.  Just "re-aligning", thank you.

Namaste, my friends,

Your Mermaid