Some of you may have noticed a drought in my blogs over the past year. The drought began last summer when I was affected by a rare adverse effect of an antibiotic that I took. It changed my life tremendously. My recovery has consumed much of my energy, along with doing whatever I need to raise my children and be present with them. I have started writing many blogs since that time, but never quite finished, as I was waiting for the 100% recovery moment to occur so I could share my triumphant journey with all of you.
I am approaching the 12 month mark of the onset of the crippling adverse effect, and am still hopeful for a full recovery. While I am not 100% recovered, I do feel triumphant in the strides I have made over these past 12 months. Considering that and the increasing number of people who are afflicted with this adverse effect, I intend to write blogs over the next few months describing the journey that took me to depths of despair and back up. I will write about the many spiritual principles that helped me navigate through these past 12 months, as well as raw feelings and emotions I felt. I will write about the physical impairments I experienced and how I overcame many of them through nutrition, meditation, yoga, and surrender. I will write about some aspects of Western medicine’s flawed approach to diagnosing and treating such adverse effects. I will also write about how this adverse effect impacted my home life, my relationship with my significant other and my children, and how it has impacted my relationship with my Self.
It’s an emotional journey for me to reflect on the moments during which I was crawling up the stairs as my children watched their mom helplessly, or needing my children to unscrew the milk cap and pour a cup of milk for me because it was too painful for me and I did not have the strength to do so…or crying myself to sleep each night, in unbearable pain…or telling my love to find someone else with whom to share his vibrant life. It still makes me cry to think about experiencing the compassion and divine spirit of my children and my love as they came together to help hold me up and carry me through my darkest days. Through my next series of blogs, I intend to be as vulnerable as I can with sharing my journey with you.
The drought is over. Stay tuned, loved ones.