Precious stones

It has been an AMAZING week so far, filled with so many serendipities, which only adds to the fun. Plus I have some breathing room, provided by canceling chemo for this week.

Last week, when I called my oncologist’s office to cancel my chemo appointment, the conversation went something like this:

Me: I have an appointment on Tuesday and I need to reschedule.

Nurse (kindly): You know this is an infusion. You can’t just cancel.

Me: I know. But the chemo is just weighing down my spirit.

Nurse (understandably confused): What?

Me: I’m going to Toronto on Thursday.

Nurse: Oh, yes, let’s reschedule you for next week.

I thank you for all the wonderful parts of you that you share with me, enabling me to live with exhuberant feelings. I hope you can feel and experience those wonderful parts of you even right now!

This story from Paulo Coelho’s blog reminded me of you (as the wise woman). Thank you for your willingness to teach me.
(I reprinted it below so you don’t have to click through.)

Love, Marie

A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream.

The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food.
The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him.
She did so without hesitation.

The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime.

But, a few days later, he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.
“I’ve been thinking,” he said. “I know how valuable this stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious.

“Teach me what you have within you that enabled you to give me this stone.”