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Be Brave

My heart was pounding in my ears.
As my surgeon carefully explained the biopsy and breast cancer diagnosis I was facing; my mind was exploding with questions - but my mouth could not form words.
The options were petrifying; but the treatment frightened me more than the disease! 
Should I have a mastectomy? Would radiation be enough? 
Fear of the unknown threatened to swallow me.
Decisions only I could make - had to be made.
And so; another surgery was scheduled - followed by 33 radiation treatments.
Would you like to know the best decision I made that day?

I made up my mind, that cancer would not win!

I chose to defeat fear with knowledge. 
I set out to learn everything I could about cancer. 
How did I get cancer? 
Was surgery and radiation the best treatment? 
Was I at risk for other cancers? 
Were there treatment options besides surgery, radiation and chemotherapy? 
What about Holistic and Alternative Medicine?
Where could I find Naturopathic advice? 

My first day of radiation treatment was also my first day of college. 
I found the “CAN” in cancer as I studied modalities and preventions - ancient medicine and research from around the world; I received a Bachelor of Science degree in Alternative Medicine and a Masters in Public Health Administration;
But more importantly - I learned that “Prevention” is better than “Cure”.
Because of my experience; I have made a career of helping women - just like me - avoid the health path I found myself on.
I realized, that my #1 assignment in this life - is to take care of me. You have the same assignment for you!
No one else can do this job for you. You are responsible for your personal care. Nobody knows like you know - what you need in order to feel healthy, loved and valued. 
As I blundered through my cancer ordeal - and plowed my way through six years of college - It became crystal clear:
I was worth taking care of.
My health was my responsibility.

Physical health. Spiritual health and mental health. My job. Mine.

No one can make me sick or well. No one can make me happy or sad. I’m in charge of my happy and my health!
As I work with clients - and lay out a clear path to health and wholeness - I have learned - the work has to start in their heads. 
Some choose to go through life blaming someone else for all of their failures and short-comings. 
Every bad decision I made - I have had to own and refuse to make excuses for myself. 
Who I am and where I am - are a direct result of my choices.

I am on a mission to educate and inspire women to be courageous and proactive in their spiritual, physical and mental health.  
It is empowering to "own" your present and future choices. 
When you stop blaming others for your condition and stop making excuses for your poor choices - your strength and power show up. 
Are you ready to be brave? 

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