I hear you. 

All of you. 

Your stories and my own remembering overflowing from my heart. 

In all that we share why is it we still feel so alone in our soul healing? 

To the woman who can no longer deny the hunger inside her soul for a new way… 

To the woman trapped inside a wild chaos of fear and grief and sadness and impatience and self-doubt and unknowing… 

To the woman who pushed through cancer without asking for help, without expressing, without slowing down because that’s what she thought she had to do…

To the woman who is a prisoner to thoughts of recurrence… 

To the woman deep inside the practice of letting go of all that no longer serves…

To the woman asking “Who am I?”…

To the woman in a steady stream of tears with fear of leaving this world…

To the woman gripping the past, struggling to make space for what is meant to be…

To the woman who is exhausted by her mind’s negative chatter and outdated thought patterns…

To the woman getting reacquainted with her new, physically altered body…

To the woman who wears layers of armor to protect herself and everyone else from the experience of cancer…

To the woman experiencing self-doubt and lack of belonging and not-enough-ness and unworthiness…

To the woman yearning to hear the roar of her own intuition… 

To the woman moving through cancer like it’s a box to be checked… 

To the woman navigating her way through this world with a new, unfamiliar lens…

To the woman who unknowingly gave up her power to doctors and fear and the disease of cancer…

To the woman who struggles to find her voice…

To the woman who is waiting for permission to slow down, to rest, to heal…

To the woman who has mastered the art of DOING to distract from simply BEING… 

To the woman working diligently to find the learnings, the gifts, the growth inside cancer…

To the woman who feels lost and uncertain… 

To the woman lying dormant in a healing cocoon preparing for her reemergence as a brilliant butterfly… 

To the woman grieving the plan she once gripped so tightly… 

To the woman steeping in anger, stuck in “why me?”…

To the woman who’s been stripped of all she knows and questions where to begin… 

To the woman whose cancer has served as a catalyst for her spiritual awakening… 

I feel you. 

All of you. 

Because I too am that woman.

And each woman here feels YOU. 

Because SHE too is that woman. 

WE are that woman. 

You, magnificent Warrior, are never alone. 

Sara Krish