Day 30: Reflections
I am not a good sleeper and occasionally when I do get to sleep and sleep through the night I dream.
I don’t analyze those dreams or thoughts but sometimes something sticks and it stays with me for the day or even longer.. Reflections came to mind during one of those rare moments of sleep.
As I lay in bed, I could see me looking into a mirror and reflecting on what I am, what I have become and how I got here.
The reflection in the mirror of my image shows the different angles of my perception of myself, my body image, my soul. I am multifaceted and depending on the angle, there are different things to see.
I am more than that image and my body is more than just what makes me who I am.
In the dream it is one of those rare moments you don’t see me laughing, smiling or being the jokester that I often am.
My dear friend Rich, has chronicled a lot of my journey through his camera lens and when I presented the dream, an idea came to mind that we should capture this moment in time, today, where I am and who I am and what I have become. There is hope!
The cancer is gone but it is ever present in my mind as I see the reminders of what has transpired- the scars and the trauma my body endured but yet in the simplicity of my bathroom and comfy robe, it is my body and I have recaptured life.
Dreams come and go but Rich has put through the lens the thoughts that remain and the image that reflects in my mind. If you have walked this walk, you have this too- we are survivors.
I thank you for sharing my journey and my hope is that in some small way, you have found that you are not alone.
My reflection is your reflection!
I don’t analyze those dreams or thoughts but sometimes something sticks and it stays with me for the day or even longer.. Reflections came to mind during one of those rare moments of sleep.
As I lay in bed, I could see me looking into a mirror and reflecting on what I am, what I have become and how I got here.
The reflection in the mirror of my image shows the different angles of my perception of myself, my body image, my soul. I am multifaceted and depending on the angle, there are different things to see.
I am more than that image and my body is more than just what makes me who I am.
In the dream it is one of those rare moments you don’t see me laughing, smiling or being the jokester that I often am.
My dear friend Rich, has chronicled a lot of my journey through his camera lens and when I presented the dream, an idea came to mind that we should capture this moment in time, today, where I am and who I am and what I have become. There is hope!
The cancer is gone but it is ever present in my mind as I see the reminders of what has transpired- the scars and the trauma my body endured but yet in the simplicity of my bathroom and comfy robe, it is my body and I have recaptured life.
Dreams come and go but Rich has put through the lens the thoughts that remain and the image that reflects in my mind. If you have walked this walk, you have this too- we are survivors.
I thank you for sharing my journey and my hope is that in some small way, you have found that you are not alone.
My reflection is your reflection!
