The power of gratitude
I was grateful for my son’s illness (that I call Appearance) from the very beginning, for coming into our lives as an experience to be lived and learned from, for our evolution. I was grateful to my soul for choosing to live this experience in service to my son, my second newborn child, myself, and my family. I was grateful to my son’s soul for placing his body in service of a greater plan. I was grateful to my second son for choosing to be born five days after my first son began chemotherapy, and for nourishing our lives with his purest frequency. I was grateful for the healing medicines my son received, for being gentle and the right ones for him. I was grateful for the nausea and fevers my son experienced, for seeking balance and flow within him.
I am grateful for life and death, darkness and light, action and pause, because today I can dance between them. I honor my soul every time I am grateful. I invite you, mother, to vibrate in gratitude and to open yourself to receive the grace of the universe.
