Whether I'm in flare or not, I'm always being sent signs. For years, I've used these signs to lead me in the right direction. I'm grateful that I can trust in these 'breadcrumbs' to lead me and remind me of who I truly am, especially during those darkest times.
Just yesterday, it was a challenging morning, with a spat with my spouse, weak muscles and cement columns for legs. Despite all of that, I was determined to exercise and needed to get out of the house. I opted for a joggle with no expectation to go any significant distance. The no expectation part was a good choice because my wobbly jog got me about 300 yards from the house. I wasn't ready to go home so I continued with a slow, slumped walk. As I continued forward, I saw something glimmer on the side of the road so I stopped to take a look. It was a child's plastic gem in the shape of a heart. I knew right away that it was the sign I needed. Open my heart to the beauty of nature that surrounded me and connect from the heart to my spouse. I immediately began to feel uplifted. This wonderful breadcrumb encouraged me to literally keep moving forward. As I walked, I became aware of my posture and lifted my shoulders. I felt the muscles in my legs loosen and relax and those wonderful endorphins began to kick in.
Since my walk yesterday and the signs I encountered, I feel as though I've been catapulted from the cold, crushing quicksand to a bright, light and wonderful world. I can feel an effortless energy flowing through my body. Even the pain, although still present, is more tolerable.
I'm overjoyed and incredibly grateful that I have the opportunity to experience the world with ease and grace. Not every day is like this, but I'm constantly reminded that this is what I strive for. I am learning how to listen and follow the breadcrumbs in order to create more and more days of joy. There is a knowing within my soul that this state of being is sustainable. Looking and feeling beyond the perceived limitations of my illnesses. It is possible!
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