WELLBEING: the state of being comfortable, healthy, or happy.
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Your lungs may not be fully healthy, but health is far more than just one thing. It's not A healthy food or A healthy day or A healthy pair of lungs.
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Health is a balance between the mind body and soul and despite crazy growing cells inside of you, your "health" and wellbeing seem happy. Calm. At peace. At one with what is. What is to come and what may not.
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I admire you more than you will ever understand.
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I write when I feel scared. And lost. I write when I am not sure what I feel and then words come without me knowing what it is until I then I realise "ahhh" there it is.
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We don't pray. Or we do. It's not to god. Or maybe it is. Who knows. But we talk to the cancer. And we don't ask why. We don't get angry. We trust there is a lesson here. But we still believe in miracles and love and light. So we tell the cancer thank you. Thank you for showing up and teaching us to stop existing and to live instead. To stop procrastinating and to do instead.
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Would you rather live 100 years but without ever knowing real joy, freedom, contentment? Or a limited time only but in real peace, happiness & without fear?
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It seems ridiculous that you may have to choose. But the way we all go about our days like we have both, an infinite amount of time AND gratitude for just being a measly spec in the universe. Yet we haven't. We plod. We exist. We become so accustomed to the fact that we reside in the universe free of charge and do not often think how insane it is that our heart doesnt just stop.
Until something big happens. Something that will change our lives forever that we have no choice but to stand to attention. Fix up. Appreciate the small stuff. Jump for fuxking joy at the fact that we got more time.
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We don't pray. But we give thanks to the universe for every fuxking day we have had and any other day that we get. Maybe it is praying. Maybe it is to god. Maybe it is to ourselves. To all.
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We are one