tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-488757155668840939.post38903535853703037..comments2023-11-13T15:58:31.220-08:00Comments on HOLLYE DEXTER: Faith Vs Common SenseHollye Dexterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10184998678584429429noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-488757155668840939.post-62211091255182927022014-03-06T08:55:24.831-08:002014-03-06T08:55:24.831-08:00I love hearing that story. Just confirms what we a...I love hearing that story. Just confirms what we already know...Hollye Dexterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10184998678584429429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-488757155668840939.post-14953639305967167272014-03-06T08:54:43.335-08:002014-03-06T08:54:43.335-08:00Thank you! I hope you have a beautiful time, too. ...Thank you! I hope you have a beautiful time, too. Hollye Dexterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10184998678584429429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-488757155668840939.post-72668759959210720722013-12-01T09:19:11.379-08:002013-12-01T09:19:11.379-08:00Morning Hollye, What a powerful telling, thanks f...Morning Hollye, What a powerful telling, thanks for sharing. It reminded me of similar stories in my own life and though at the time I was not as mindful or focused on bringing something to me, I found that even my own non-organized thoughts of what I hoped to happen often seemed to help those very things unfold. Quite a few years ago I was coming up on a significant operation to have a knee replacement. My daughter in law, in her early thirties at the time, had just completed a brutal lie-threatening battle against bone cancer in her jaw and she wanted badly to be with me when I faced my own medical issue. I had been with her for her 14 hour surgery and the previous year of chemo she had endured. My husband and I had become extremely close with her both in the care and love extended to her and to her very young daughters ages 7 months and 4 years old. It turned out that her Mom wanted to come with her to help out during my surgery and recovery. Though I liked her Mom a lot, I felt daunted by the idea. They lived at a distance from me and the plan was they would stay in my home during their trip to help. Each day I found myself thinking about this dilemma. While I was thankful for their sweet desire to help me, I felt like having them both was a burden. Feelings of vulnerability and fear about the surgery & recovery were my daily companions. I wanted just my daughter in law to come by herself which was the thought that most comforted me. About 2 weeks before my scheduled surgery, her Mom got a call from a friend who offered her a scuba diving trip to Costa Rica for no cost to her whatsoever, but the dates collided with my surgery date. The Mom was a huge fan of diving and going to Costa Rica was a dream come true. When she called to let me know of her dilemma and her struggle to choose what to do, can you imagine how wonderful it felt to say: Please go, do what it is you most want to do. I could hardly believe the relief I felt. Later when I was talking with a friend of mine who happens to be a therapist, to my surprise she said…It's amazing how powerful you are. I was confused by her statement, but she felt sure that my thoughts had helped create the situation that unfolded in the way that it did. It felt uncomfortable to take on the idea of that. Almost like it was too much to consider that each of us can influence our lives to such a significant degree. And yet, there are countless examples just in my own life of exactly that happening. It's fascinating to read about your experience, thanks for sharing it. Happy trails to you and Happy Birthday too!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-488757155668840939.post-51237465243792893282013-12-01T09:03:29.900-08:002013-12-01T09:03:29.900-08:00I love it. Have a beautiful time. Happy birthday! ...I love it. Have a beautiful time. Happy birthday! fullsoulahead.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04053261523883986863noreply@blogger.com