On Sunday, November 14th, I will be doing a book signing/talk at New Frontier’s Marketplace in Prescott, AZ. This past year I have been “out there” talking about my books, which essentially means I’ve been sharing my life. Although that’s not new for me, the level at which I am sharing is new and somewhat strange.

Since the death of my brother in 1989, I have been journaling. My journals have turned into books and those stories are reaching a greater mass. That’s the point... to reach out to others and say... talk about it, write about it, feel it... whatever “it” is... and you will experience life more fully. Thus, the title of my second book, “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life.”

I can’t tell you how many people have shared their story with me over the years. People tell me things and then say, “I’ve never told anyone that before.” I usually nod and smile. I know it is a revelation for them, but to me it is just a reflection of myself being realized. To acknowledge and share what I feel; the good, the bad, the ugly, the magnificent... well, that’s living. It’s not the drama so much as the feelings and sensations that arise that are of real interest.

Prior to my fall I felt lost and alone. I was surrounded by people, but I was still lost and alone. Confusion played into that scene and “presto-chango”... a new scene was created. That scene was all about me and what was important to me... that I was important to ME. I learned a great deal about myself, my life, my family, my friends, my well-being.*

The next scene was my brother Ronny’s suicide.* Huge disaster... major catastrophe... devastating loss. Writing about my feelings, acknowledging my pain, experiencing my sadness made all the difference in the world. I was and I am able to remember, to feel, to experience Ronny and myself in such a different light now.

Many people say sharing is hard... no-one wants to hear how you really feel. I for one have always wanted the truth, the honest reply. Truth is, it takes time to “just be” with someone who is sharing... not to fix anything, to see how their story may reflect your own or to hurry on your way. But, in the end, it is worth it for me and for them. We are not so different after-all.

I’m here to share. I invite each and every one of you to share. It could make all the difference in your life. It’s definitely a worthwhile challenge. Live, share, be who you really are. Let me know how it goes.  Be well... Nancy T.

* “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life” & “One Of Eight–my perspective on our brother’s suicide” can be found at www.naturalmassagetherapy.com.