Acceptance

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When I started this blog, I intended to stay away from my health issues as much as possible–too boring, I thought, and certainly not pertinent to my journey.  Over the last months, I’ve come to realize the folly of that decision.  My health and fibromyalgia impacts everything that I do, including writing this blog.  I’ve tried to run away from it but it always asserts itself in one way or another. Acceptance seems the only answer. So, I am ready to stop fighting and to run with it. Blessings, Lydia
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First An Apology; Then an Explanation

Since I’d been all but AWOL for the past couple of months, I feel that I owe you an explanation and a sincere apology.  On June 7th, I had surgery to remove the pain pump that I discussed here in my June 6, 2011 post.  Unfortunately, the recovery was not as easy as I’d been led to believe and it brought fever  and additional pain that made it impossible for me to do anything for weeks.  As if that were not enough, about a month prior to the surgery,  my fibromyalgia pain began to inexplicably increase and morphed into whole body muscle spasms that affected my entire body, from head to toe.  I was doing hours of meditation and relaxing yoga poses, as well as ice, heat, herbal remedies, homeopathic remedies, and prescription medication, but nothing helped.  By the time that I began to heal from the surgery, the muscle spasms began to really take hold and I had no energy to do anything–standing was painful and exhausting,  even driving was impossible.
My daughter took me to my primary care doctor and he ordered blood work.  I went in for the blood work on Saturday and was surprised to hear from my doctor on Monday.  Apparently, my muscle enzymes should be in the 13-200 range.  Mine were over 1300!  My doctor believes that this is the source of the muscle spasms that I’ve been experiencing for at least a month and a half and the overwhelming exhaustion, (much worse than that caused by fibromyalgia) that I have been unable to shake.  He has removed me from three medications that may be the source of the problems.  I retest in a month and pray that all will be well.
I did not intend to be away from my blog for so long, and I have truly missed it.  I have had ample time for reflection, too much in fact.  Among other things, I thought about this blog and its place in my life, since I created it last year.  It began as one of those things that I’ve always wanted to do,  and after being diagnosed with the pulmonary emboli, it became time to stop thinking and to start doing.  As a result, Seeking My Querencia was born.
At first, I viewed this blog “as a repository for some of my thoughts, ideas, musings and others items of interest.  It is but a small part of my journey-another avenue for me to write down my feelings and perhaps share them with others so that they might know the authentic me.” See “More About Me” Page. I am coming to see it as much more than that now. At this time in my life, I am awash in struggles concerning not only my health, but my place in the world, how to move forward in my life, where can I use my abilities to best serve myself and others, and other weighty, and not so weighty issues.  Right now, I believe that this blog is the perfect forum for me to address many of these concerns, if for no other reason than to get them down in black and white, so to speak.  By doing so, I fight against my tendency to keep the uncomfortable thoughts and feelings inside where they fester and grow into matters of far greater import.  In addition, this inner journey that I travel towards that inner place where I know exactly who I am  requires that I be as honest as possible with my thoughts and feelings and it is through this blog that I’ve found that voice.  Granted, it is difficult at times, but then, isn’t that the way it is with anything worth doing?
I hope that you will be patient with me as I ease my way back onto my journey.  Thank you for sharing it with me.  
Blessings and love, lydia  

The Journey

My reason for creating this blog was as another means to express my thoughts and feelings as I travel along my journey of self-discovery and awareness. Since my health forced me to stop working some years ago, I have been battling to find a new path–one to replace the old. Each time that I think that I’ve made some progress, I find myself right back where I started. At times it feels that I will never find my way. This poem by Mary Oliver resonates with me and offers me hope.

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life.”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations–
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice,
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

by Mary Oliver



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Quote Tuesday

Two Paths Through the Tangled Japanese ForestImage by Stuck in Customs via Flickr

Your way is good for you, but not for me.
My way is good for me, but not for you.  

~Swami Vivekananda 
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