If you were able to heal yourself, would you do it? What if that meant you had to believe in yourself and love yourself, unconditionally? Are you still game? Or does the spectre of doubt start to creep back into your mind?
Continue reading “Do You Believe in Magic?”
There are times when I feel that my body operates on a very different level than the rest of the world. For the past 10 years I have lived with the fact that I am diabetic. I have a physical need to inject myself with insulin for times a day as my pancreas is not producing it. As a result, we diabetics need to be mindful of the amount of sugar that we ingest.
The logical conclusion is that if minimize, or eliminate, sugar from my diet and continue with my doses of insulin, I will maintain a healthy blood sugar level. But my body seems to be blissfully unaware of this bit of logic.
Conclusion of my Second Life Day saga. Catch up to the previous post here, or start from the beginning.
As I take a step back and look at the entire scenario, I can see the Divine Intervention that was happening all around me. Everything that happened to me over a period of at least six months was done to ensure that my journey here on Earth continued. The synchronicity that became so prevalent could simply not be ignored. Continue reading “My Second Life Day: Divine Synchronicity”
Continuation of my Second Life Day saga. Catch up to the previous post here, or start from the beginning.
I awoke utterly disoriented. My throat was on fire, raw as though I hadn’t had anything to drink in days. The lights above my head were blinding me, forcing me to squint. No matter where I looked, I couldn’t situate myself. This wasn’t my bedroom. It wasn’t my living room. Where was I? I remembered being at home and in bed, but this wasn’t my apartment. I was beyond confused. I was still extremely weak, and not able to move much, yet I tried to stir.
Continuation of my Second Life Day saga. Catch up to the previous post here, or start from the beginning.
After purging my body of all its contents, I rightly proceeded to call in sick to the office and promptly went back to bed. As I was carpooling with my mother at the time, I let her know that I was ill and not going to work. Having seen my state over the weekend, Mom offered to call the after-hours clinic to see if they could take me, which I gladly accepted.
Continuation of my Second Life Day saga. Catch up to the previous post here, or start from the beginning.
Through it all, I was beginning to have an awakening, a shift. I realized early on that I had no love for the contact centre. I needed to get out, but I had no goals or dreams on which to set my sights. It was through happenstance, and through my own excelling in my job, that a direction presented itself to me. Having gone through 3-4 different training sessions and getting to know my trainer, Colin, I realized that this was something I would enjoy doing. Plus, it would circle back on my plan to teach. I may not have been accepted to the university program a few years earlier, but I could still wind up on the same path, taking a circuitous journey to get there. This realization began to jolt me out of my routine.
Continuation of my Second Life Day saga. Catch up to part 1 here.
For a few weeks, I had been feeling a bit off. I was coming home from work and falling asleep on the couch by 7PM. I would doze for an hour or two, and then sleep the night away. But the next morning, I would still be tired. Having just finished a year and a half of ridiculous hours and draining shifts at Chapters, it was easy to chalk this up to exhaustion. I just needed to let my body rest.
This coming Saturday marks a milestone in my life. I will celebrate the 10th anniversary of my Second Life Day. While I’ve written about the events of this day in the past, this is the first time that I’ve ever attempted to document the entirety of the story. Over the next few days, I will be chronicling the saga that I went through. What you will read was written over the course of a few days in the summer of 2017. Some of you have heard the story, others lived through it with me. But I don’t know that anyone has actually gotten the entire story – until now.
I hope you will join me on this journey.
On March 3rd, 2008, I was given a second chance at life. Looking back now, 10 years later, I can see the miracle that occurred on that day. But the journey to that realization took some time. In order to truly understand the life-altering shift that occurred on my Second Life Day, you first need to understand the reality of my life. Or at least reality as I perceived it. Continue reading “My Second Life Day: The Prelude”
March 3, 2008 marked a new chapter in the book of my life. Eight years ago today, was my Second Life Day. I was rushed to the hospital in a near-comatose state in a story that I’ve repeated ad nauseum. I don’t want to retread on the same story, but can’t help but be contemplative today. How my life has changed in the past eight years, largely thanks to that life-altering event, is remarkable. The changes and evolution that I’ve made both on a personal and spiritual level are impressive. Or at least they are to me, which is frankly all that matters. Continue reading “Second Life Day”
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