Boy, George! Every Day is Like Survival

This morning I'm at work listening to Culture Club (on purpose), ("I know you miss me, I know you miss me, I know you miss me blin-hind...") Good thing I'm working alone. My coworkers are glad too.

I attended buddhist school last night. The magician was there though no mention was made of his theory on how I got cancer. We heard a talk on karma. A bit disturbing - I guess. But I'm not going to let karma ruin my life. (Apparently I've done that already in a previous life!) Like when people come up to a person with a cancer diagnosis and suggest "Hey, you must have caused your cancer because blahblahblah... (fill in the blank with annoying , usually new-age theory having to do with anger, hate, regression, resentment, hate, acrimony, animosity, rage, ire, mistrust, temper, hissy fits, venom, displeasure, vile speech, spinach, tofu, juju, "you asked for it"). According to karma, I caused my cancer. But imagine what karma is doing to those people who say things like that to a cancer patient!? I'm going to pay attention, listen, keep my heart and mind open to the new ideas coming in and see where THAT action gets me in my next life.

(*Brief interuption to greet Jehovah's Witness at the door of the business.*

I walk outside to finish greeting the Jehovah's Witness. I let him know that, despite the loud music, I'm at work. (I don't get into how blogging *is* work.) He's persistent because it's obvious that Boy George works here -- we were singing so loud. If I have time for Boy, I could take the time to read this handy little pamphlet The Secret of Family Happiness according to one of Jehovah's writers. Inside the Awake brochure that JW is scanning for my previewing pleasure, I see an article entitled Do Sinners really Burn in Hell? -- And I say, "I'm sorry but armageddon really tired of you guys bothering me while I'm at work." Then I hurry back inside with Boy, and shut the door.)

("Love is hard to find in the church of the poisoned mind.")

Back to blogging:

One week from today, October 2nd, 2009 is my cancerversary along with Lance's, and the LAF is celebrating with LIVESTRONG Day, a one day initiative to unite people affected by cancer in raising awareness of cancer issues on a global level and in communities across the country. I am celebrating cancer bloggers and anyone who's been involved with cancer by a give-away of LAF products. On that day let's celebrate anyone who knows anyone who's had cancer or anyone who's afraid of getting cancer so that means just about every person on the planet. We're also celebrating the woman who writes After Cancer, Now What? You may not all know her. (I don't either except through her blog.) though I'm happy that she's alive to celebrate another birthday on such an auspicious day.

The reason I keep writing about this LIVESTRONG day is because I want you to join that day by putting the little LAF graphic on your blog. Maybe you can write about your own connection with to cancer or that of a relative. Just do it.

I received a note from a man who has runs the cancer blog. He's considering writing a book about the personal cancer blogging phenomenon and might choose to quote bloggers work though he has more than 600 bloggers to choose from. I'm like a drop in the blog-cean. I hope he feels I've got some writing that is compelling enough to share. I shared this one as an offering when I was at Shambhala Mountain Center. There's the one post about my husband dying. The one about gratitude. (There are many on gratitude.) He could pick from any one of many painful posts. There are some early posts that only my family and close friends read because no one read my blog back then. Maybe there's one you think I should let this author know about? Anything that tickled your funny bone or made you cry? (Maybe THIS post because it's so random.)