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Update posted by Nancy Horenburg On Feb 05, 2018

A new mantra lilts its melody in the morning air...

On shanti om

Peace
Peace for all…

It winds its way along the path as I walk with the dogs.

It shimmers in the breeze and dances with the rustling leaves.

Peace

Peace for my mother, who is now in peace.

At Peace in the place where there is only Light and Love

Peace for the soul that lived a physical life of passion, always doing her best to make the world a better place.

And peace for my mother who always wanted to bring peace to others, to bring light and happiness and health to others.

Now she is at peace.

Om shanti om


Peace also for me.

I have to find it in the moments that are in the silence between thoughts.

In the moments when the wind caresses my face.

In the space between each step, a moment of peace.

The emptiness is surrounding...

But it is also in the emptiness that newness comes.

But first...the emptiness.

Let it be empty...and then, when the emptiness is no longer empty, time to let the newness embrace the present moment.


Time to discover my new life.


Time to plant new seeds…


It comes breath by breath,

Step by step,

Moment by moment…


And the morning sun rises, I step outside and put my feet on the earth

Om shanti om

Peace for all

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Beautifully said Nancy. Much love, Eugenie

Eugenie c

Update posted by Feb 05

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Update posted by Nancy Horenburg On Jan 29, 2018

I believe that we are spiritual beings having a physical experience.

And that sometimes, in order to learn something, or grow, or just experience something, we get ourselves into a bit of a pickle, and a situation that seems "bad".

But, indeed, who are we to truly know that that situation is "bad"? Yes, we experience pain; physical, emotional, mental and spiritual pain. Maybe that is part of the journey?

And right now, my mother is experiencing that journey.

And even though I am here with her, walking alongside her, it is still her journey.

Someone said to me on a text message, "we know that in the end we are passengers in this other persons journey."

But, I will add, we are also backseat drivers: giving advice, maybe heeded or maybe unwanted; giving directions, maybe too soon, too late or at the right time; and yelling STOP when the driver does not see the red light.

But in the end, we are not at the steering wheel, and we cannot decide what happens to the other person, or when that persons journey will carry on or physically end.

Indeed, how do we know that what is happening, this so-called "bad" situation, is not just a healing journey that will end in full recovery and health?

It might seem "bad".... but .... who are we to know the mysterious ways of the Universe, the miraculous power of healing, the potential of a human body and the spirit of a soul.

How do we truly know...


On Friday (26th) Françoise was getting very dehydrated due to the fact that she just could not drink enough fluids to keep her body hydrated. She said "please bring me to the hospital to gets fluids in my body".

It was the first time I ever called MRI because I could not bring her myself to the hospital.

They came in half an hour....it takes half an hour to get from Gaborone to Mokatse.

It was pouring rain, and I mean pouring, and so they could not get onto our little access rdirt oad which was flooded and becoming a grand canyon.

So one medic and I carried her to our 4x4.

The umbrella was half torn because it got caught in a tree...

Two dogs got out of my house and were between our feet...

It was pouring rain...

and I drove 200 bumpy wet meters to the tar road to get her to the ambulance.

Let's just say Françoise did not want it boring...

They took her to Bokamoso Hospital where she was in High Care till Sunday morning, getting oxygenated and hydrated, and then they put her in the general ward.

Everything is okay: her blood pressure, her heart beat, her blood oxygen level, her respiration....

She just sleeps....

And sleeps...

And sleeps...

And because she does not drink, she only has the IV drip, she is not able to drink the sweet orange essential oil.

This oil, which has been found to be extremely effective against cancer and diminishing tumours.

So I sit here, in the chair next to her bed, and every hour I massage the oil onto her body, letting it seep into her tissues. And in between, I rub two drops of healing pancreas essential oil blend onto the pancreas area.

... and until she wakes up and can drink on her own, she is staying here, and I'll come and rub in the oil...

I repeat my sentence: "how do we know that what is happening is not just a healing journey that will end in full recovery and health?"

So I do what I can...

And tomorrow I'll come here again, drive the 45 minutes/1 hour it takes to get from Mokatse, where we live, to Bokamoso Hospital, arriving at 10 (leaving at 4:00/5:00) and I'll have my sweet orange oil to rub on her body, I'll have my work with me, and I'll wait...

And in the morning before leaving, I'll get up early, sit outside with my feet on the ground...

...walk with my dogs and see the sun shine through the glistening drops of heavenly water that fell in the early morning.

The raindrops sparkle with such beauty...

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Pula! rain, rain, rain, rain, beautiful rain rain, rain, rain, rain, beautiful rain! and soft tears for your trouble, your care.

David Cameron

Update posted by Jan 29

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Update posted by Nancy Horenburg On Jan 22, 2018

I wake up early every morning.

Sit outside with my feet on the earth.

The sun rises.

I chant a mantra with Deva Premal that I have on my iPhone: Om Gam Ganapataye Namaha.

It is calling upon the powerful energy of Ganesh, the elephant headed deity, who is widely revered as the Remover of Obstacles and the Lord of Beginnings.

I ask on behalf of my mother, and translate ‘obstacles’ as the cancer in her body. May it also help remove any other obstacles that may be in the way of her healing.

I then do some Qigong….rejuvenate my own self.

The sun is gently shining on my face, and the breeze brushes past my arms as I ‘embrace the tree’.

I then sit down and read an inspirational paragraph from a few books as I enjoy a tea of choice.

Currently it is Michael Road’s The Oracle, two versions of the Tao Te Ching, and Mark Nepo’s The Book of Awakening.

Chapter 16 of Hua-Ching Ni’s translation of the Tao Te Ching:

Attain the utmost unoccupiedness. Maintain the utmost stillness, and do not interfere with all the things that rush together in activity and grow luxuriantly. Then you can see how living things flourish and renew themselves. Yet, they all must return to the root again, each to its simple source.

Knowing to return to the root is to be refreshed. This is called subtle revitalization.

To restore one's vitality is to constantly renew oneself.

To know constant renewal is to have achieved clarity. If one does not know constant self renewal and thus acts foolishly, disaster will soon occur.

Knowing constancy in renewing oneself, one can extend the duration of one's life. If one can deeply understand the extension of life's duration, one is able to contain all things within oneself.”

How appropriate for my mother, and for the countless other people who do not realise that doing NOTHING is in fact doing something. Something vital, something important, something invaluable and life affirming.

It is a wisdom that will be used as my mother regains her health, as she comes through this most difficult time, and comes out with a greater understanding of just being.

Just being still, just being totally present, to watch as the butterfly softly flaps its wings towards a flower.

Flap…

Flap…

Flap…

Returning to the root, to the source.

We never know the source enough when we are busy.

Stop…

Be still…


I close my book, go for a walk with the dogs and go to check on my mother.

It is time to take care of her, move her, bring her outside for some sun and fresher air. Have her drink her sweet orange essential oil, and colloidal silver, and echinacea, and plant greens…

It takes a long time to drink, she finds it difficult to swallow.

“Am I finished?”, she asks.

“No”, I say, “finish the bottle.”

She gives me a pained look.

“Drink”, I say.

So she drinks.


And at noon again.


And at dusk again.


In between, she sleeps. She hopefully heals.

Mozart plays from the iPod.

Sometimes it is an Om which gently reverberates through her bedroom.

Sometimes it is Michael Road’s inner exercises.

Sometimes it is Alice Gomez.

It helps.

Even if she does not consciously hear when she sleeps and rests, it helps.


What else can I do?

I do what I can.

It is as it is, and it will be done.


And the next morning comes, and I wake up early…

Sit outside with my feet on the ground.

Om Gam Ganapataye Namaha


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My gratitude to all of you who have contributed to this fund. Known and unknown, you are all friends and your contribution, in whatever way, is taken with gratitude and appreciation.

I wish I could take the time to write to each one of you personally, but that takes time away from the important things that need to be done. But know…you are important too, and your generosity, your thoughts, your love that you send, is making the world a better place.

With gratitude,

And please…return to the roots.

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