Do you have a passion for making things entirely by hand or appreciate it in other people? In my teens and twenties, I got a thrill out of being my own mechanic on my old '75 Mustang. Yep, I've changed a few water pumps and brake pads. I have sewn every stitch of handmade rag dolls with a needle and thread (no machine stitching), and I prefer to cook from scratch. Isn't it much more rewarding to gather family and friends to put in fence posts, and raise barns? So naturally for me, prepping the fleece, learning to spin, and then making things from the alpacas' luscious fiber is my idea of happiness! -Kaylen

Friday, February 11, 2011

The Next "Step"

Right after I wrecked my scooter, and NO I was not texting while driving. :)
I am putting myself out there again for all to examine.  I think I am a walking testimony for "anything can happen".  Perhaps you've picked up on the fact that I am a disabled farmer.  It has been eight years this month since I was knocked to my knees, literally, by the Systemic and Neuro Sarcoidosis.  As a numerology aficionado, I find that interesting in itself.  Everything goes in cycles of 9 and evidently so does this for me. 

Many of my friends have been sharing with me the excitement of my healing.  The start of my way back to health.  The first phase of weight loss (30 lbs)...  The movement of my toes on my right foot...  Carrying a stone in my pocket that says "listen" and in that silent listening hearing the words "chicken and rice" so many darn times and knowing that meant I had to eliminate all those foods the skin prick tests said I had to...years without wheat, soy, and tomatoes.  Now dairy and all the nightshades...  Hearing "you can be healed" while at Mass recently followed by yoga and walking two months now without my cane.   I've been blessed with a reduction of my nerve and muscle spasms and silently wishing that I might finally be going into remission.  Well, the next step has presented itself and I am surprised for lack of a better word. 

I was in prayer and meditation Wednesday, thinking about the next 30 pounds I'm ready to drop, and being thankful for the blessings I've received.  I was praying for my friends' needs and for recent losses, my husband, and children,  and I heard "run".  Seriously!  RUN.  I asked "walk, swim, bike"?  Nope...RUN.  It was clear,  simple, and concise.

I guess God isn't done giving me this path to follow.  Holy Cow.  What a picture!  Me running.  That is extreme...the most UNbelievable idea since I still wobble when I walk, but I'm gonna give it a go.  Anybody with me?  Evidently anything CAN happen.

5 comments:

Andy and Deb said...

Make you a deal...you run and keep healing and I will cheer you on every step...

Kaylen said...

deal! :)

Loco Lindy said...

Run, Kaylen, Run!!!!

Kaylen said...

Thank you Lindy!!! One day I'm going to walk a 'paca in the ring myself! :)

Andy and Deb said...

Lindy and I will be standing right there watching!!!