And then there was dance.

Dr said that I would never get better and lying in my bed with no energy and in so much pain I cried as I turned over…I could almost believe him. Yet I knew my body was crying out for help and on the days I achieved even cleaning my teeth I congratulated myself and visualized my better days ahead. Through self love, forgiveness, research and peeling away each layer of the illness I slowly got better. Congratulating myself for those first few and very painful steps instead of crawling on hands and knees I visualised slowly walking into the garden. Using my walking stick and realising the pain was proof I was alive I built up to walking into my garden and being able to stand on the grass for just a minute. Then very slowly the minute became longer and longer, the stick used less and less and with each layer I peeled off the illness, like an onion revealing its sweet centre the better I became.
Now I am dancing again and better that that I had the mental clarity to actually teach again.
If you no longer want to believe what your own self talk tells you then let me help you.

Here is my proof.