<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div><div><h1 class="entry-title fn" itemprop="name" style="margin: 0px 0px 0.75rem; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-size: 2rem; font-family: Aleo, Georgia, serif; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.0625; clear: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;">I Am Not A Victim Of Breast Cancer</h1></div><div><br></div><div>By Laura Barnes</div><div><br></div><div>I am not a victim of breast cancer. I am experiencing breast cancer.</div><div>I am not dying. I am living.</div><div>I am not curing. I am healing and restoring.</div><div>I am not fearing. I am loving and trusting.</div><div>I am not fighting. I am ceasing all hostility and conflict.</div><div>I am not weak or diminished. I am strong and whole and complete.</div><div>I am not coping or hoping. I am giving and receiving, creating and conceiving.</div><div>I am not crying. I am laughing until the tears run down my leg.</div><div>My body is not my enemy. My body is my loving friend, my gentle guide.</div><div>My life story is not history. My life story is legendary.</div><div>I am not powerless. I am powerful beyond measure.</div><div>I am not a drop in the ocean. I am the ocean in a drop.</div><div>I am not scattered. I am aligned.</div><div>I am not being destroyed. I am building my sacred stature.</div><div>I am not trapped or caged. I am as free as a feathery fledgling.</div><div>My body is not a muddy puddle of despair. My body is a hallowed temple of spirit.</div><div>I am not filled with shadows. I am filled with illuminating light.</div><div>I am not a passive puppet. I am an active advocate and enthusiastic participant.</div><div>I am not tired and bested. I am tied and invested.</div><div>I am not without a voice or meaning or purpose. I am an angelic messenger.</div><div>I am not discarded. I am needed.</div><div>I am not descending, dragging or faltering. I am consistently inspiring and uplifting.</div><div>I am not dwelling in the reflections of the past or the projections of the future. I am joyfully dancing naked in the unfolding mystery of the present moment.</div><div>I am not alone or abandoned. I am infinitely connected by the soft, silky vibrational threads of love.</div><div>I will not forget. I will remember.</div><div>I will not burn out. I will sparkle forever.</div><div><br></div><div>---------------------------------</div><br><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" </span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">http://www.MoscowCares.com</font></a></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div> </div></div></body></html>