As I close my eyes and drift away to a land where there is love, health, peace and blessings. I wanted to take the time to think and reflect.
Particularly with regards to the previous thoughts surrounding health, health care and also the systemic inequalities that are present. As I previously mentioned - we cannot thank those enough who put a genuine care and effort to care for others / patients, with the hands and heart of truth. But it is the silent crimes committed against humanity in the healthcare system and professions that alert us to question equity and how equitable practice is shaped within this field. This is a question that deserves attention and focus. These thoughts with regards to the lack of care make an impact upon one's care, and also psychological / physiological healing. If it seems as though a system does not care for your health, it should not suggest that you yourself should stop caring. Even in the framework of: disability, feeling ill, or an injury that has affected mobility, and other various aspects of life. One has a right to life, even when we think in terms of the age factor. One must never forget this. Even if someone doesn't care if you are living or at your death. While of course it is good to know that others value your life, presence and happy to see you alive and thriving, it won't always be the case. Which is where one must reap the internal strengths, within the depths of one's soul, find love for your own being. Remind yourself that you are worthy of life and to live your life to the fullest capacity.
Each and every day put life within yourself. Just as one must show up for a paid position, job, volunteer, or as a student and so on, one must show up for life, show up each and every day to live. Take care of your body, your soul, and nourish yourself. Look after yourself even in states of discomfort or pain, or however ones health becomes affected throughout life. Show up for life, live each and every day. You are not the decider of your last breath, God decides. Just as the flower that becomes frail, with water, love and tenderness it comes back to life. So too is the human that springs forth life, beckons to live; as the brain tells the heart to keep on beating, keep on living.