Elaine directs me to a part of Heron Dance I had not discovered. It is at: http://www.herondance.org/Cancer_Humility_Learning_an_W11.cfm, and is a wonderful comment on the healing process at Commonweal. Obviously, it applies to each of us, wherever we are in our lives. You can also go to herondance.org, and type in cancer in the search spot.
Probably because I didn't have the energy, I chose not to participate in the offerings at Commonweal. Perhaps, I still could. I wait to see if it speaks to me.
I particularly respond to this poem by Diana Rothman. She wrote it at Commonweal. It is so succinct, and true.
The night I got the call
to begin the journey,
I was afraid I'd disappear down
corridors of closing doors, afraid
I'd never hear trees talking softly,
or have a conversation with the wind again.
I packed my bags with "no more,"
"perhaps" and "maybe not,"
ready to leave life as it was forever.
Could I have known the secret then:
that cancer calls me here --
and not away -- to walk my life?