Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young are spinning on the record player
I dance to Suite Judy Blue Eyes and remember who I am
Just a few weeks ago this scene would have been near impossible
My breath would not have allowed
such free movement
Chemotherapy drugs swim inside me
killing all suspicious cells
Allowing this graceful swaying and singing to occur today
Slowly my magical body is
giving pieces of myself back to me
Like a collage of individual images
coming together to create my new self
I can go to the movies
I can shop for groceries
I can walk to the car
I can go out to dinner
And now I’m dancing and singing along
to the melodies and harmonies and
Coming back to myself
Coming back to my breath
Coming back to my spirit
In the space between tracks of the album
I hug myself and say
“I’m so proud of you . . . you are magical”
A new song is starting, signaling a new chapter in the book of me
I’m in love with staying present as
I am constantly revealed to myself
Cancer, you can’t take that away from me.
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