Tragedy strikes when you least expect it. And yet, you know it could happen at any time. It is a self-protective mechanism that keeps you from thinking about this or you could not enjoy life. Still, you are surprised when it happens to you. “Why me?” you cry. Please understand, challenges are not punishment. All are loved, all are worthy of great joy, yet what goes up comes down in the human world. You know this, and yet you rebel. That is the tragedy. Acceptance of what is will start you on the path to healing. Acceptance does not mean approval. It merely knocks down the wall that is allowing you to flow back in the opposite direction toward healing. This is a tough assignment you have taken on as a human. May it help to know you are never alone and you are so very loved.
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Thank you for the encouragement to accept my husband’s death. It is never time. Because of my participation in all of your work, I know that he is with me still. I know there will be signs of his presence in my life still.
Thank you for all the daily way messages, courses and podcasts you do, they are all a source of encouragement and inspiration, I am going through a difficult time right now and your messages are healing for me. Thank you for shining your light on all of us.
Thank you for your kind words, Marilyn. Blessings!
Thank you Suzanne for all you do. I am a beginner to your work, and I am so looking forward to learning more.
Love & Appreciation
Thank you so much, I have struggled with my condition for too long, but this message clearly opens my eyes. I never want to share my “what is” it’s a embarrassing disease with anyone, so I hold it in, because I have accidents all the time , Crohn’s is no fun, but this here, what your wrote, is healing words to me. It resonated with my soul. I did nothing wrong although I frequently look back over my life to see where it All went wrong. I had a alcoholic mother who drank while pregnant, she set the house on fire with 6 out of her 9 kids in it (thank GOD we are we’re okay) went to foster home where I was molested and adopted at 7 to people I couldn’t communicate with, but now whom I love. Then at 35 years old to now I’m 54 , this horrible disease. I had to change from anger and unhappiness to finding joy, forgiveness of myself and others, so much growth I can’t write it all. But thank you so much for these words. It makes me cry feelings of understanding. I had to print it off as a daily reminder. It is what it is. I can’t spend any more years of trying to figure out the cause. The costs of this disease has drained me mentally and physically and financially. I am on the mend with this message. Thank you over and over. You saved me today.