Milan Noelle

Positive Affirmation of the Week:

The world is very kind to me

I’ve been healing from a fibroid procedure (video coming soon) over the past two weeks and I’m finally feeling about 75% back to myself. While recovering from some of the worse pain that I think I’ve ever experienced in life (I’ve never delivered a baby before, but I think this pain takes the cake!), life relentlessly kept showing me how kind and generous it is. That support is at every step along the way from sources known and unknown to me. Seen and unseen.

My parents came into the town the day before the procedure and my father drove us to and from it. He had to return home to work the next day, and my mother stayed with me for two weeks. She gave me my meds on schedule around the clock, cooked and cleaned for me, made me get up and move a little each day when I wanted to just stay in bed in pain, and she was just simply there. Both of my parents were in special ways. They were just there for me.

I’m incredibly thankful for them both. A parent’s love and care is such a healing salve. My late grandmother came to me in a dream some days before the procedure reassuring me that I’d be okay and she was with me in spirit. I also had family, friends, sorors, and colleagues checking in on me days leading up to it and afterwards offering their prayers and assistance.

I felt immensely loved, supported, and cared for. I’ve cried almost daily over the past two weeks overwhelmed with what I think is the love consciousness. I’ve been in an intense state of pure love and sheer gratitude, appreciation, and joy that this is my life.

Nice and kind are not the same

There’s a difference between being nice and being kind. Nice is performative and often comes from the mind. It’s often done because we’re taught it’s how one “should” behave to be viewed as good or worthy enough or, in some instances, to keep us safe. Kind is intentional and discerning. It’s not done for people to like you or perceive you to be a good person. Kindness comes from the heart. It’s conscious, intuitive, and from the spirit.

Throughout my whole healing, the world showed me kindness through many, including strangers, the medical care team caring for me and the medical team that cared for me the day of my procedure.

Just thinking about it now has my eyes welling up with fat tears again. I’m just so thankful, ya’ll. Life is a culmination of so many things at once. The past two weeks especially reminded me that humans are meant to respond to life’s obstacle courses, disappointments, and joys in community with others (that we trust) at our most vulnerable and at our best.

My heart is full and it’s open

I don’t think my heart’s been open like this since I was a little kid. I don’t need to protect this openness or my heart anymore because I (finally) trust it. I trust its discernment to attract and be present with those who are for me and release or move away from those who aren’t. Affirming that while everything isn’t for me, so many things are. What is for me is FOR ME. This experience has left an indelible addition to my life’s collection of core memories.

I know that people are working through different things and experiences in their lives. For a host of many different and nuanced reasons, some may not feel this way about the world right now or maybe even ever. I’m just a girl from Upstate NY who’s one example that it’s possible to affirm this for yourself and allow life to shower you with proof of it. I didn’t get to this state of being by nothing going wrong or as planned- quite the opposite. It’s still possible.

I’m thankful. I’m verklempt. I’m crying again. 🙂