So have adventures. Go exploring. Drive around at midnight. Feel the wind running through your hair. Life is so short, my darling. And there’s no day like today.
Morgan Matson
Hello, Lovelies.
There is an important story I want to share with you today. Two people died yesterday. I’d like to tell you about them.
Ten years ago, during a reading, I urged a client to go have her bowel checked out. I was worried. I could see growths there. Inflammation, the wrong kind of cells. She was having problems with bloating and occasional constipation or diarrhea.
I heard from her again a few weeks ago. She had never been to the doctor. Instead she’d gone on a vegan diet. She contacted me because she thought she might have a parasitic infection. She’d lost a lot of weight and become very tired. And she was still having problems with her bowel. Her pain was suddenly unbearable. Could I help her?
I insisted she go to the hospital. I could see how advanced her condition had become. Quietly, I was horrified that things had degenerated to a point where I knew she was out of options.
Two days after we spoke she was diagnosed with terminal bowel cancer and given just days to live. Perhaps two months if everything went well. That was a fortnight ago. Just enough time for her to move home from interstate, to settle her young daughters, aged six and eight, with the grandparents they had never met, and for her to be admitted to palliative care. She took a turn for the worse, and died last night, at only forty-two years of age.
Lovelies, if ever I ask you to go get something checked out, please, humour me and go do it. It breaks my heart every time I see something become untreatable after I had brought attention to it when there was still time to change the outcome. I know, I’m just a psychic. Humour me, okay?
A single mum, my client had been stubbornly independent and working hard to get ahead. She had great plans for when she ‘made it’. She talked about how she’d spend time with her girls, and how they’d go on incredible holidays together. How they’d get a dog, and spend weekends going on picnics or to the beach. So many plans. And now she’s run out of time.
We all can be guilty of that. We put housework or business or busy-ness before health, hobbies, family, adventures, living.
Those little girls will never get that time back with their mum. Their mum will never get back that time to spend with her girls, and for her to live life rather than hustling through every day, postponing any kind of downtime or pleasure. Please, learn from that, and choose differently.
A friend of mine passed away unexpectedly yesterday too. He was the opposite of my client. Our friendship began when he became one of my own doctors, over twenty years ago. He was someone who worked hard, but he’d always found a way to make time for his family. He was actively involved in the raising of his kids, and in the life of his young grandchildren. He’d created that balance between career and living, and he had sacrificed some career advancement in order not to have to choose between work and family. He died in his sleep, at sixty-two, and after a life well lived and well loved. He made each day count, and his loved ones had the gift of having him present in their lives in meaningful ways. He died way too soon, but he leaves behind such love and so many good memories for his loved ones to remember him by.
This week your Higher Self and intuition is gently guiding you towards a more balanced and satisfying life. Please pay attention. Please be active in making choices that allow you to live life well, rather than just existing with the expectation that at some distant time in the future you will finally be able to do things that make you happy.
You matter. Your loved ones matter. Your dreams and desires matter. Make room for them in your life.
All my love, Nicole xx
