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The nodual un curso de milagros defines magic as a 'shift in perception'. Recently i experienced a miracle within my life when i was a little bit of healing work with myself. My intention for the past year and recurring through 2014 is to manifest a state of ideal health. I had a serious wake-up call last year with the tumor I coded in my spinal-cord. I could are gone for good up paraplegic.

I knew surgery was the best option but I also had to deal with the thought of, "what if the doctor slipped during surgery and I ended up paralyzed anyhow?" It absolutely was pretty intense. Fortunately, surgery stopped without a hitch. (I've always attracted excellent surgeons.) It is a long road to recovery, but there has been many miracles on the way.


The Course in Miracles also says, "All thought creates form on some level." I realized that I created the tumor because for a long time I bought into feeling unloved by my mother due to neglect I proficient in childhood. I believed I had forgiven my mother, but apparently I hadn't. We occassionally think we forgive, while in reality all perform is stuff our feelings and our bodies cannot help but manifest that energy somewhere, and quite often it manifests some type of illness.

I experienced debilitating symptoms with respect to the tumor when driving to see my family for Thanksgiving 2012. (Although I did not know at that time what was wrong with me.) For seven days after returning, I proceeded to apply the Forgiveness Diet having a specific focus on forgiving my mother, and it worked! By Christmas that same year, just a couple short weeks later, my mother gave me everything I used to be hoping for like a kid. Most of which was her time.

My sister and I had planned a surprise 70th birthday party for our mom, whose birthday was a few days after Christmas. Mom spent two days with us inside my aunt's house, and she or he didn't be worried about what her man thought. In reality he encouraged her to invest time around. She also took the entire week off from work, that was huge! My biggest complaints about my childhood were that my mother seemed to put work and time with her husband (my step dad who's now deceased) before my sister and i also, which made me feel as though I wasn't important to my mom, which seriously affected my self-esteem and feelings of self-worth.

The thing is, my mom had recently reunited with her high school sweetheart after 50 years. Their break up in the sixties was the wound my mom needed to heal from all of this time. These folks were in college (mom a freshman and Rog a senior), and my grandparents approached Roger and asked him to stop seeing my mom because they were afraid she wouldn't finish college, because Mom and Rog ended up talking about engaged and getting married.

In those days, it was important to respect your elders, and Roger listed in their request despite the fact that he was heartbroken. Hard part was he didn't tell my mom - he just disappeared away from her life. My mom was devastated because she had no idea her parents had this conversation with him. The irony is she dropped from college anyhow.

Due to being wounded at this age, she essentially stunted her emotional growth and parented us like a nineteen yr old girl would. Visiting the bar with my stepdad was her priority as it would have been with any nineteen year-old, despite the fact that my mom was at her thirties at that time she neglected us.