Saturday, April 29, 2017

Hope and Healing

I had just got home from a 'Hope and Healing' full day seminar.  


Listening to a testimony of healing of a friend with stage 4 throat cancer as well as a few others who shared how He introduced himself.  Link to Irene Bryant's healing story.

I left encouraged by their testimonies.  I was emotionally tired had a snack and a snooze then my husband and I decided to go for a walk before it got dark.  On our walk we heard music.  Outdoor music and it's not even summer yet!  

We walked towards the 'Sound of Music' and discovered a pub on the trans Canada highway called 'Getto Boys'.  They were having a fundraiser 30 bands, 3 stages, 10 hours to raise funds for a little girl named Greta. The fundraiser:  Guitars for Greta.  We approached the bouncers.  There was a per person charge to get in.  The three year old  had liver cancer, and was waiting for a transplant in Cincinnati USA.  

My husband said, "I'm cheap, but not that cheap!"  I smiled and was glad he was willing to participate.  I'm sure our situation with Breast Cancer softened our hearts!!  We went in got money from the ATM and hung out with the crowd. Before we left I found a piece of paper and wrote a note to Greta and her mom.  I gave it to the folks who were collecting the money asking them to give it to Greta's mom.

When we were ready to leave they said "Greta's mom is over there!" Wow.  So we went to the table to meet Greta's mom, grandma and other family members.  I assured them we would be upholding them in prayer and pass on the prayer request to prayer warriors.

Here is the fundraiser link to Greta's Story  

May you be blessed and pass this story on to others so more than enough money will be raised to help deal with Greta's healing journey.

With Love and Encouragement,

D o r o t h y 

Friday, April 28, 2017

Trust Trust Trust Trust Trust

Turn Your Back on Cancer, Face Christ


As we grow our relationship with God and trust our intuition we can be confident, courageous and committed to our stand.   

Our spirit is a spirit of wisdom and revelation the more intimate our relationship with God.  Jesus can then become our way, our truth and our life as we stand up under our circumstances.

As I turn my back on cancer and face Christ I find I am letting go of control and trusting in God more and believing more in 'ask and you shall receive'.



I asked of God and I received the answer, in a vision.  Now I get to choose how to live with the answer.  Knowing the end before the beginning set's the stage for the opening act.  As I put on my brave girl wings I will trust in God's direction and be open to receiving His inspiration. I will see through the eyes of Christ and think with the mind of Christ.

I will love with the heart of Christ, forgive with the forgiveness of Christ.  I will endure with the overflowing provision's of Christ.  

Choose this day who you will serve, Christ or cancer.  


With Love and Encouragement,

Dorothy - Mamma D Butterfly

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

A Time to be Born and a Time to Die

A time to be happy and a Time to be sad!


That's what a birth and a death do to our emotions.  Our emotions can create a state of happiness or sadness.

Today I had the privilege to be a reader at a funeral.  The reading was from Ecclesiastes Chapter 3 Verses 1-8.  The theme of the reading was: A time for everything!

I was happy to do the reading as I had read the exact scripture to my Aunt in the hospital 10 days ago, a few days before she passed away.  I was sad for her family that it was her time to die.  I was happy for her to be 'One with the One'.  So how is it that we cry when we are happy?

Its been a week of extreme emotional outbursts.  A moment of dancing. A moment of weeping.  A moment of panic.  A moment of peace.  A moment of joy.  A moment of inspiration.

I had taken a photo of my Aunt six months ago.  I felt inspired to print off the photo and print many copies for her family, friends, and caregivers.  It was a time to reflect one moment.  A time of discernment to make or not make a card that reflected the thoughts of my Aunt.  The final decision was to go for it because I had had several dreams during the week since her death, of handing out the cards.  I would awaken with my heart racing.

It was a card that would acknowledge the reader that what they did made a difference in her life and thank them for what they had done to take care of her when she could no longer take care of herself. A card with words of encouragement that would last a life time. 
Living after a cancer diagnosis one tends to not want to miss out on an opportunity because one knows that once the opportunity is missed, regret sets in.  Not wanting to have any regrets, I went for it. 

It was time to give birth to the card and insert the blue ribbon as well. (blueribbonstory.org)  It was a time to put to death any doubts or fears and pray that the receiver would benefit from the blue ribbon and reflect on what minor or major thing they did for their loved one or anyone else in the future.  Praying that when they know they made or make a difference in another persons life could save their own life.  It could be a turning point in their life.  We have no clue what thoughts are in a persons head.  We might have a cinch by their behavior that they think they are worthless.  Possibly, just possibly this could be a time to change to being priceless.

I had made my Aunt several cards over the years.  One in particular I acknowledged how special she was to me and what a difference she had made in my life.  I read it to her when I hand delivered it, as her eyes could no longer see.

When you have a desire in your heart, go for it.  Don't miss out on the opportunity, for you don't know who you'll bless with what you've created. If someone doesn't like it, that's OK.  It's really none of our business what others think about what we're doing anyway.  

I love making a difference, do you?

With Love and Encouragement, 

D o r o t h y 





Tuesday, April 18, 2017

At Home with the Lord

Gone home to be 'One with the One'


Tears of JOY as I imagine my dearest loved one at age 94 gone home to be 'One with the One'.

I was enjoying looking through my photos last night for the last picture I took of her.  I was going to print and take a copy to the hospital today, so the Dr's and Nurses could see her healthy, happy face of six months ago, but I got the call this morning that she passed away in her sleep. 

As I've grieved over loses I have found encouragement from: GriefRecoveryMethod.com  

Peace Joy Love from Above

With Love and Encouragement, 

D o r o t h y 

The Power of being 'One with the One'

Leaving Negativity Behind - Stepping out of the box of circumstances!


Stepping onto the battlefield of life with JOY and LIGHT.  A battle for the Lord before the enemy. 

Living in the moment brings freedom.  When in your present moment you are dealing with cancer or a draining relationship or any other situation and turn it to a focus on who Christ wants to be for you, you are able to move beyond 'poor me' by being 'true me' and even be the helper for the needs of the other 'poor me'. When we let go of asking victim questions, such as why me?  What did I do to deserve this?  Poor me, now what? etc, etc, etc. then the possibility of being kind and offering unconditional love is possible from 'true me'.

Knowing that my emotions play a huge role in my cancer, brings possibility to overcoming cancer. Cancer is not the issue.  Overcoming cancer is the issue.  The battle has been won.

I'm grateful for JOY and LIGHT to have come into my mind so that I could overcome my negative toxic behaviors, negative thoughts and emotions to overcome cancer.

It is with a lighthearted, joy filled, renewed mind that I can pop up any where at anytime and just be myself, performing random acts of kindness. Be the woman God created me to be.  I have no fear of anyone.  I am able to say what needs to be said when it must be said.  I know how to leave a negative situation and uplift my spirit without allowing anyone else to shame me or condemn me for my choice.    I am Ok with who I am just as I am. If someone else is not Ok with that, guess what - that's not my problem.  It's theirs!!  I'm Ok with that too.  It's about having healthy boundaries.  I need nothing from anyone to be celebrating, to be happy, to be inspired.  I am able to give without receiving.  

I am blessed by being 'One with the One'.

Jesus is my one and only one.  The power I receive from being 'One with the One' is Majestic.  The power disables the enemy.  The power of being 'One with the One' overcomes all troubles.  I stand in victory.  Being cancer free is the outcome.  I am guaranteed victorious in my moments of doubting my healing.

When I was full of negativity and lacking focus I was loosing the battle that cancer brought to my mindset.

I move in FAITH.  In the heat of the battle I encounter the power of being 'One with the One' to which overflowed onto ALL the battlefields in my life. I am undefeatable, now.  The enemy is confused and weary because I am 'One with the One'.  Watch out World.  Mind renewal is total freedom. Having a renewed mind helps me to think outside the box of my circumstances.  I acknowledge being under the influence of BrilliantBookHouse.com for their teachings.

In Christ there is always another possibility.  If you have cancer or know someone who has, encourage and pray for them to turn their heart to heaven to witness the glorious majestic power of being 'One with the One'. As well as eating an organic, no oil, whole food plant based lifestyle. Why? Because it fuels your brain and your brain fuels your body and your body fuels your active lifestyle.

Our neighbor has a bumper sticker on their vehicle.  It reads:  Kill your TV!  I like that.  I tease my husband about that.  Then he tells me we should kill the computer.

My daughter gave each person a card at their place setting for Easter dinner yesterday.  This image was mine.  'I am the only person who has control over my eating habits.  I can always resist something if I choose to.'

I've dealt with depression for 30 years. Type 2 diabetes for 20.  I feel better today and deal better today with the issues of life than I have my entire 'poor me' life because I'm living a 'rich me' 'true me' life most of the time. And when 'poor me' shows up I stand up to her and send her off to play else where. She's not allowed to play with my emotions or rich me's new eating habits.  



May your circumstances drive you to the battlefield of a renewed mind. May your 'poor me' then make friends on the playground with your new 'rich me' once the battle over the enemies of blaming complaining, defending and justifying has been won.

With Love and Encouragement,

D o r o t h y

Monday, April 17, 2017

My Seven Grandchildren

Today is April 17, 2017.  


A letter to each of my grandchildren I prepared for this special day. 


Our family will be coming over for Easter dinner tonight.  Everyone will participate by preparing a dish to share with the family.  At each place setting will be the letter for each grandchild.

I chose to do this to honor my breath of life, as if it were my last.

Yesterday I was given a book about Michael Jackson who was the 7th child (See April 16th blog). Now I have thoughts floating around my head about my 7th grandchild.  The newest addition to the family who was born in January 2017.  I look forward to reading this book and creating something from those thoughts.

Seven is a very significant number in the bible.  I will expand on this a bit later.  For now I must go and prepare for our celebration.  

Four years ago we met on a Monday for Easter dinner and my husband was disappointed because Easter was on Sunday!!  Not Saturday or Monday.  What can I say!  He's an old fashioned Italian. The matriarch of the family.  That Monday our son and daughter in law brought a table center piece in just when we sat down for dinner.  At least I thought it was a center piece. They unrolled one of the soft inserts - it was a baby bib! Isn't that cute, I thought!  I thought it was for one of the babies in our family.

The words on the bib said ' I love my Nonna & Nonno'.  Isn't that cute I thought.  They were both smiling.  Then my daughters, started crying, and said "You're having a baby, aren't you?"  Then we all started crying.  It was confirmed, they were going to have a baby!  Then my son said "Pa, NOW DO YOU LIKE EASTER MONDAY?"

This Easter Monday will bring new tears of JOY as they read my letters of encouragement from the heart of Nonna filled with the Love of Jesus.

Peace Joy and Love from Above.

With Love and Encouragement,

D o r o t h y

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Out for a walk on Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday I drove my car to the downtown look out point near my home.

As I was walking and admiring my hometown YYC Calgary, Alberta, I noticed a lady setting up something at the park.  Kinda looked like a picnic but it was SO cold outside.

As I neared the scene on my way back to my car I decided to stop and ask a question.  "Is it ok if I approach you."  "Yes, please", they both responded in harmony.  As I got closer I saw candles burning.  I acknowledged that it was a memorial then I saw who the memorial was for.


These two beautiful women were remembering Michael Jackson.  I knew who Michael Jackson was but I didn't remember the date of his death, thinking it was today.  The ladies said they meet there every week.  I then told them that I wanted to send a note of encouragement to Michael Jackson and fear stopped me a long time ago.  I wanted to send a note to Robin Williams one time not too long ago and fear stopped me.  Today both of these famous people are no longer with us.

Today I did not allow fear to stop me from speaking to these two beautiful women as I quickly told them about the new me.  Today they will be reading my blog and I will be reading the book they gave me.  A beautiful work of art called "The 7th Child".  They have created as well a website: michaeljacksoneverafter.com.  After receiving the book and chocolates and well wishes, I assured them that because of Easter Jesus is Risen which gives us hope of seeing those we love again.  They thanked me for taking the courage to stop and talk as most people do not.

I am so happy that I chose to go for a walk this morning and see what goes on around my home town. You never know who you will meet once you leave your home sweet home.

My home is in heaven.  I don't belong here.  I look forward to meeting the brilliant bright face of Jesus when I leave this place and go on to the next place, forever and ever amen!

Just this morning my 9 year old grandson told me he doesn't believe in miracles unless they're hockey miracles.  He doesn't believe in God.  He doesn't believe Jesus is alive . . . that's when I mentioned miracles.  Our grandson slept over last night.  I came home to share the chocolate with him.  Now we will be on our way to a church we've been invited to visit. MyC3church.ca  It's on the #1 highway heading West.

To my grandson, I said "I didn't believe in Jesus when I was your age.  I didn't even know how to spell God.  Maybe when you're older you will. You are a miracle.  I am a miracle.  Nonno is a miracle."  Now I'll have the opportunity to show him how a baby is created from 2 mirco seeds and see the miracle of a baby growing in a womb.

I'm so excited for opportunity to share about the hope that Jesus brings. The love and freedom He offers and hope eternal.

Thank You Jesus for blessing me with these two angels this morning. Thank you for the spontaneous conversation with my grandson. Thank You for healing me of cancer.  I honor and worship you my Lord and Savior, the author and finisher of my faith.

With Love and Encouragement,

D o r o t h y

Letter of Encouragement

This was my April letter snail mailed, emailed, hand delivered and now blogged. May you be inspired to be open, honest and transparent with your family, friends and neighbors on your healing journey.


Mamma D from YYC 

YYC Calgary, Alberta


whY whY Cancer?


Emotions are MY why of cancer!




April 2017

The lives of the Sessa family have changed FOREVER Amen! 

The change began eight months ago, after the result of my mammogram.  It sent us distinctly to the pit of fear.  Each of us have searched for ways to cope and deal with this change.  It took two months before I entertained the thought that cancer could be considered a gift.  Another three months to realize that cancer wouldn’t kill me.  My emotions would!

The fight for the lives of ‘Laverne and Shirley’, my breasts consumed me day and night. I knew myself well enough to know that I would totally regret having one or the other removed from my body.  Praise God for that.  Dead or Alive here or in heaven.  I’m ready!  The girls are to stay!   

After having a partial mastectomy I learned about the importance of food as medicine.  I began to follow a new lifestyle thanks to a documentary ‘Eating You Alive’.  Still trembling with fear I showed up for two too many radiation treatments.  I said ‘enough is enough’.  I stopped listening to all the voices around me.

I prayed, I cried, and I flew away for a 9 day silent retreat to listen to the voice of my healer, Jesus.  He led me to a cancer coaching program and a Christ centered mentoring program for my emotions.  I let go of my fears and said ‘to hell’ with cancer.  I am tickled pink witnessing the Majesty of God.  As I accept perfect health and abundance on this healing journey - all Praise, Honor and Glory go to Christ.  My quote:  "Choose this day who you will serve.  Cancer?  Christ?"  I choose Christ.  

Happy Happy Easter - for He is Risen

With Love and Encouragement, 

D o r o t h y 

   

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Alpha & Omega Beginning & End

A Day in the Life of a Believer  . . . .  Time for Everything


Old Testament Reading from the Holy Bible from the Book of Ecclesiastes Chapter 3 (NIV- New International Version)

. . .There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:  a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot . . .

I had just arrived at the hospital and the lady I was visiting asked me to take her home.  She is very elderly and weak. She thought if she could just go home and get some energy then she'd come back.  She didn't understand why she was so tired and she didn't know what to do.  

The reading from Ecclesiastes came to mind and I read it to her after telling her it was time for her to be still to get her energy back.  "If you could go home which home would you like me to take you to, the assisted living home or your house", I said?  "Which ever one was the closest", was her response.  

. . . . a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build.

When I read that verse I thought about cancer.  While I followed the medical route of killing cancer it was killing me so I changed my focus to healing.

. . . . a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance.

I thought about the season of struggles and overcoming them. Each struggle has a beginning and an end.

. . . . a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain.
. . . . a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away.
. . . . a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 
. . . . a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.   

When I finished reading the bible verses she quietly responded, "I guess so".

Her life has been long, full and rewarding.  Her life and all of our lives have a beginning and an end.

May the vision of past, present, and future beginnings and endings bring peace to your heart as you learn to trust in God the Alpha & Omega.

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On another visit with her we were talking about visits from angels.  We prayed together then I read from the book of Luke the story of the angel Gabriel from the New Testament Book of Luke Chapter 1 Verse 26-38 (NKJV - New King James Version)

vs 26-28 - Now in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent by God to a city of Galilee named Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David.  The virgin's name was Mary.  And having come in, the angel said to her, "Rejoice, highly favored one, the Lord is with you; blessed are you among women! 

As I continued reading loudly and close to her ear so she could hear me, I felt the presence of someone walking into the room. I continued until I had completed the verse I was on.

vs 35 - And the angel answered and said to her, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Highest will overshadow you; therefore, also, that Holy One who is to be born will be called the Son of God."

I stopped turned around and the Dr with a hijab (head covering) was standing there.  She was a soft spoken woman. She attended to her patient as I encouraged her to bend toward her patient and speak louder as her patient could not hear well. She listened to her patients concerns then left saying she would get her what she needed.  

I sat there wondering how long she was listening and if she heard the most important part about the baby being called the Son of God.  Why?  Because Muslims do not believe Jesus is God's son.  And the man on the cross was not Jesus.  It was an impostor.  

Should I see her again on another visit I wonder if it will be a time to be silent or a time to speak to her personally.  The Bible tells us to not be afraid, God will give us the words to say.  So I will trust Him with the words to say on the next encounter should there be one.

Our God is an awesome God reining from heaven above and His Son Jesus who is alive, is in the hearts of those who believe.

To my non Christian friend who I just shared that this weekend is a very special celebration for Christians, called Easter, and what it is all about, asked me "Do you believe that stuff?  What will you do when you find out Jesus was an impostor and all you believed was false?"  

My response, "I believe Jesus is for real. He is alive.  Before cancer I believed 100% now I believe 150%."  I got silence.

While at the hospital, someone used the name Jesus in vain. The new me without hesitation and with excitement said "Jesus saves.  Jesus lives.  Jesus is my healer.  I'm free of breast cancer!"  I got a smile.  

The old me would possibly acknowledge the Holiness of Jesus by whispering 'Jesus saves' or even hesitate and be fearful to speak.  

I'm very happy that I'm not afraid to use the voice God gave me.  Jesus Jesus Jesus I believe in You.   Jesus Jesus Jesus I trust in you.  Jesus Jesus Jesus thank you for renewing my mind.  Thank You Jesus Thank You.

It's time, it's time, it's time, to seek out Jesus.  He is waiting for you, for you, for you.


With Love and Encouragement, 

D o r o t h y 

 

Monday, April 3, 2017

. . . . The Before and After of Cancer . . . .

The Best is Yet to Come!

A moment of wonder!  A wonderful moment!


A precious moment of encouragement from a daughter to a mother.  The daughter sends her mother a photo that reminded her of how she felt before her journey with breast cancer began!

What is a daughter to do?  But write her Mamma a poem then sing her a song.

Cancer has changed our family, our emotions, our ways of communicating, our ways of dealing with life!  My first born daughter turns 40 this year. She sent me a photo of a card I had made for her a year ago.  I recall exactly how I felt and I wondered when the numbness of cancer would leave me.

I am doing very well on this healing journey with Jesus and coping well with the radical changes I've made in my routine yet that reaction to that photo brought an awareness to the change in my emotions of today.  I called my daughter and told her how I felt then and now.

I'm not the old me for sure and I'm getting to know the new me.  My husband and I are getting to know the new us.  Cancer has forever changed us !AMEN!  It is a good thing.  In the Bible it says: We know that all things work for the good.  Hence, the difficulty of this journey is turning into a double blessing for our family.

This is the poem my daughter was inspired to write.  

Dear Mom,

Before cancer you were brave and courageous.  You lived life with events that were outrageous. Times, you celebrated with love and laughter.  Love and friends were all you were after. Before cancer you were encouraging and generous.  You created your world and you were adventurous.

Your life tumbled round like the wind that blows the desert weeds.  Cancer came and brought fear and trembling, stopped you from planting seeds. Much of the time it feels like you are drowning in sorrow and hurt.  But here on earth, God only gives you one concert.  He is holding you when you are crying and weeping.  Your story is one worth speaking.

After cancer you will be braver and more courageous.  You will live life that's contagious.  You will step outside of your box and others will follow your lead.  You will trust God even more and believe. After cancer your adventures will be more.  After all, here you are to discover what God has in store.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Then out of her busy schedule she locked herself in her room to record a 4 minute Karaoke song which she said took 45 minutes to complete. The thought wouldn't leave her so she felt she must and she did.  I watched it on the Smule app on my cell phone.  The song she sang:  One Moment in Time.

Am I blessed or what?  The money we spent on piano and voice lessons for her some 25 years ago, never occurred to me then, that I personally would reap the benefit now.

At this moment in time my husband and I are enjoying a week alone with our daughter and son in law's first born.  Our 11 year old grandson on a holiday in BC.  Wow! What a wonderful life.  I remember spending a week alone with my Nana and Grandpa when I was that age.  They took me on a train ride from Calgary to Ontario then on the S.S. Assinboine, Canadian Great Lakes cruise steamer ship through the Soo Locks to Sault Ste Marie Ontario.  Wow, what memories.  It was then that my grandparents bought me a Kodak camera.  I love talking photos.  I can hardly wait to see what our grandson's most precious memories will be.  Even greater than that . . . . we have 6 other other grandchildren to enjoy one on one.

Oh my gosh, I'm already beginning to feel the emotion of happiness.  Writing about these memories has encouraged me and brought another memory to me.  Another moment in time in days long gone I was feeling very discouraged and unloved.  I asked God to show me what love feels like.  God is so amazing.  He showed me through the memory of this grandson when he was only two and a half. The memory of him running towards me to give me a hug at the airport.  God speaks to us in ways that we can understand.

May you ask God to show you something out of the pain you are experiencing and know that good is about to happen.

With Love and Encouragement,

D o r o t h y