I sleep so well when I go camping. The sound of the bugs at night, punctuated by coyote howls, is like a gentle melody that lulls me to sleep.
I woke early, as I always do. Emily was sound asleep. I didn’t want to wake her, but I had to go to the bathroom. It was quasi-dark enough for me to take advantage of the cloak of darkness to relieve myself outside, not too far from the tent. That very important business being taken care of, I crawled back into the tent and nestled back into my very comfortable down sleeping bag.
The still of the early morning is a great time to meditate. There is a comfortable silence, a stillness outside that encourages a stillness inside. Focusing my attention on the breast tumor, I put a plea out into the Universe.
What do I need to learn from this? What is this tumor trying to teach me?
And with that, I listened. Without thoughts running through my head, I let my attention wander, seeking the whisper of an answer.
Imagine thoughts tumbling gently through your mind like fall leaves swirling on the wind only to get caught by the stream and whisked away.
My whisper came … in the form of a riddle.
My whisper said, “To heal, you must increase your Vibrational Energy.”
To which I eloquently replied, “Whaaaat?”
Okay, my question led to another question. I now have to figure out what that means. Even though I don’t understand how to “increase my vibrational energy,” the good news is I now feel that there is something that I can do to reverse this situation. I decide to review this tidbit later. For now, it’s time to play.
“KIDS! Let’s go play!” We had our breakfast and headed out for a hike to Gorman Falls.
