I had another lead into this article. This morning, though, I had a breast MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging), so I have decided to begin with that. It was so relaxing, I almost fell asleep. That is how much I have learned through my journey. In a nutshell, whenever possible, take time to breathe big deep breaths whenever you can manage it.

Why was I diagnosed with breast cancer over three years ago? Who knows? Seriously, the question “why” is one of the most painful questions we human beings can ask ourselves. Why did my friend die of pancreatic cancer? Why did the World Trade Center implode? Why did my neighbor’s daughter drown? Why is Donald Trump president? The list goes on ad infinitum.

Anyway, I appear to have this cancer thing beat. So, on with the story, although it does relate to getting grounded before getting up.

I believe the breast cancer was linked to blockages in my upper torso, shoulder and neck, and the resulting lack of exercise and movement of lymph. More on these blockages later in the story.

I go to that soft dark space deep inside the middle of my chest when I am in the most profound need of healing. The space feels like a tunnel into the dark night skies of the Earth’s galaxy. It is immensely quiet there. I am connected with God within myself and I begin to lose my fear of death or the concept of death. More than that, I feel safe, loved and infinitely cared for.

Maybe you know this place inside yourself. We all have it.

It just seems that going there requires a bit of overcoming resistance. After all, the world of time, drama and desire can seem so darn attractive.

When I go to this soft, dark space, I call on Archangel Michael. I really don’t know why I do this, I just always do. I have been healing from a nerve congestion twist that runs through my hips, spinal column, neck and cranium for almost ten years now. This fact amazes me.

This healing process has brought me to my knees with despair, isolation, loneliness and regret. I have also spent a lot of time in the healing space of deep grounding with my spirit and the spirit of the Divine. I have felt loved, watched over and blessed with these long hours, weeks, months and literally years of atunement and realigning.

If you are curious as to how this strange and disabling twist occurred, allow me to try to put it simply. The injury occurred because I held my breath, pulling air up into my chest and head while at the same time crossing my legs so tightly that my pelvis and lower abdomen were literally locked up for hours a day, while working as an administrator for a local Catholic parish office. No offense to Catholicism. I would swing in my chair from computer, to phone, to the people entering the parish center, legs locked in a twist the entire time.

Had I realized the severe damage I was doing to my body, I would have changed my position, my hours, or something. However, I was unaware of how much I needed to breathe and to breathe deeply. Now, I am not so dumb. No offense to myself.

My healing continues, and now it is occurring at a rapid pace (the more breath circulating inside my body, the more my system can expand and release blockages).

I go to my breath, and to the ground itself in order to heal. I listen to my intuition and follow the slow graceful movements of my arms and legs as my body unwinds and releases blocks of pressure.

And, I bring in Archangel Michael to be with me and give me courage.

A side note: Christian sanctuaries to Michael appeared in the 4th century, when he was first seen as a healing angel and then, over time, as a protector and the leader of the army of God against the forces of evil. Michael is an archangel in Judaism, Christianity and Islam.

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Liz Loney

Liz Loney has a Masters of Art in Human Development and is a Life Coach. She sees people individually, in small groups, and does Northwoods retreats year round. Visit www.successresultscoaching.com.

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