“We are the champions of the world. We will keep on fighting till the end…” (Queen)
Over the last few weeks, as I have tried to make sense of my life in light of my seemingly endless medical problem list; I have had plenty of time for introspection as I lingered around the house in my pajamas watching movies when not in pain, nauseated, or having fever and chills. My favorite movie genre as of late are those based on real life. In my moments of feeling better and not having to see a doctor or get yet another test done to figure the conundrum that is my illness, it occurred to me that in life the most beautiful things usually come out of the darkest and most painful times our life’s.
Throughout history we are reminded time and time again that the things that inspire and endure the test of time are those that arise from the ashes of near annihilation.
I love the story of the thorn bird legend, although believed to be purely mythical, is the perfect embodiment of a notion that greatness can only be achieved by walking through fire or standing in the lion’s den. The Celtic legend, upon which the story is supposedly based on, says that there lives a “bird that sings more sweetly than any other on earth as he dies that even God in heaven stands still and smiles.” While dying he rises above the agony of his pain caused by being impaled on the sharpest thorn. Such examples of greatness can only emerge out of the fiery ashes. The outcome of such struggles of the soul, if we are courageous enough to stand and fight, typically bring forth redemption, self-love, understanding, and compassion which permeates throughout in the same fashion in which the light casts its warmth upon a dark cold room when the window is open to let sunshine in. A small light can illuminate even the darkest of rooms but a dark room can never overpower even the faintest of lights. So keep on fighting even if you feel like you don’t have the stamina to go on….
The greatest feats and gifts to mankind have been borne out of despair, hopelessness, uncertainty and loneliness.
Beethoven composed his 9th symphony “Ode to Joy” when he was totally deaf. Van Gogh painted “Starry Night” in the midst of a mental asylum cell, the apostle Paul wrote his most powerful letters while imprisoned and our salvation was bought at the ultimate price of pain and agony on a rugged cross.
What will my legacy be to this world and my children be? I wonder. Will my life be an example of courage and triumph? What will yours be? Will you wallow in your pain and stay a victim? or will you like many before us have the courage to conquer and not be defeated by our present circumstances?
As for me: through the grace of God I have discovered courage in the midst of my never-ending battles with physical illness along with a renewed sense of purpose and hope.
So I sing to myself… “What a wonderful world!”
Will you sing too with a new sense of purpose?
I love to hear your stories …would you share with me and others so we can all gain courage and strength by knowing we have been able to overcome thus far.
Many Blessings to all on this beautiful day.
All rights reserved by Maria de Leon
4 thoughts on “Rhapsody of a Diva: By Maria De Leon”
Thank you so much! I really needed the encouragement tonight more than ever!
I was struggling with this ongoing battle (add time change and ever increasing medication) and feeling so frustrated that my family and non-PD friends expect more of me than I can give, that I allowed the rare tears to overcome me. (I work very hard learning all I can about fighting PD, staying hopeful and thankful, being positive, and encouraging others to be at their best also.) After the tears were wiped away and I could breathe through my red nose, I saw that I had an email.
Reading your email reminded me that I’m not alone in this journey! Our paths may cross and intersect, but the path is our own. With God and each other we can press on and be our best, offering grace and forgiveness to those that inadvertently say things that they don’t really mean or even understand. Anyhow thanks again! God Bless!
Oh My precious Cathy…all my prayers and virtual hug your way..God put us on this path to help and lift one another ..You are braver than you think and more loved than you will ever know ..may God lift you and offer his blessings where you are. you are not alone!!~xxxo
Bravo, Maria! Keep up the good fight! Remember, you Maria, twirled on the Abbey grounds!
love you girl…it was wonderful to see you…big Hug!!