In Closing...

You are loved.

You are important.

Your life matters.

Stop. Look around you.

There is something of beauty somewhere there.

Find it and inhale its beauty deep into your soul,

permeating every cell with your love of life.

I believe in you.

Torn between the desires to control your

destiny or to surrender to it with grace,

you can choose to walk between…

the path of the graceful warrior.

I believe in you

xoxo, Kaiulani

The Snarling Wolf

You don’t ‘beat’ stage IV breast cancer.

The most you can do is grab the snarling wolf

by the throat and hold it at arm’s length,

trying not to be intimidated by the fangs

and the spittle and the intensity of its desire

to rip you to pieces.

If you’re lucky, you temporarily tame it

or it may tire itself out for awhile

but you are always on your guard,

knowing it will eventually awaken and attack again.

Right now, he is currently snoring softly at my feet

(be vewy, vewy qui-yet).

— Me

I’m gonna live until I die…

You say I’m metastatic, and that I’m gonna die

But I prefer to be ecstatic… not make my loved ones cry.

So don’t harsh my mellow, with all your doom and gloom.

I’m gonna be a flower… and then I’m gonna bloom.

You say that you can’t fix me, and that I’ll keep on breaking.

But hey! Look at me, I’m walking… I tell you I’m not faking.

See, it’s all in our minds. We create our reality.

In your mind I have cancer. In mine… I’m a dancer.

Maybe you believe in heaven, or aliens above.

But no matter who your god is, it’s all about the love.

Love is the glue that sticks us all together.

It’s the fabric of the universe. It creates our inner weather.

And when we fill ourselves with love, and everyone around us,

Our ability to heal is unparalleled and boundless.

Silly, naive Kai! Poor, pitiful fool.

When she gonna learn she ain’t makin’ all the rules?

The hell you say!

Twice you say I’m gonna die, and then I don’t.

Now you say I’m gonna die again.

Hell, now… I just won’t!!

You say the cancer’s back. I say it can’t be there.

See, for the first time in my life, I have great hair!

Again, I’m gonna lose it?

Unless maybe I don’t choose it.

Just the thought of chemo fills me with despair !

Cancer… sick, psycho puppet master…

you’re not the boss of me!

I’m gonna live until I die….

Just you wait and see !!

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