Calling out My Name

So many exciting things have been happening in my life lately.  Thanks to my friend Sheryn, I made a connection with an organisation called Be.Accessible who are passionate about creating social change in New Zealand. Their vision is for our country to be wholly accessible, so that anyone of us can just, be.  It’s a vision that has a great deal of synergy with my own. My own efforts towards building awareness and understanding in our community here in New Zealand (and with people online everywhere) are all about that.  About promoting understanding and acceptance.

Sharon Davies   Be.Leadership Alumni

I feel very strongly about helping people with ‘invisible’ illness and or disabilities, chronic illness and rare conditions that people find hard to comprehend. I write not just for me, not just for people with Dysautonomia, but for anyone who suffers the torment of not being understood, of finding judgement where they should find kindness.  I use my words so that others might find something they can share with their loved ones. A way to explain what they haven’t been able to explain.  Sometimes it is hard to find the words.

Doing that.  Using my words, has brought me to a surprising place in my life.  My health continues to deteriorate, but my heart and mind are filled with bigger and better thoughts than ever before. I saw my Granny today and she asked “Are you well?” and I could honestly reply to her “All is well with my soul!” I have a purpose and a direction that I never even knew was in my future.  I thought everything was so lost to me. I thought all of those things were out the window. Gone. But here I am, about to embark on something new.  The joy bubbles up from inside, how surprising and wonderful life can be!

Last night I attended an event here in Auckland, down on the waterfront.  It was the graduation for this years participants in the Be.Leadership programme.  The programme aims to mentor people into positions of greater social leadership by providing a year long programme of discussions and learning with some of New Zealand’s great leaders.  Among other great initiatives!  The program cost is $17,000 and this is fully funded for selected participants.  I have applied (squee!) and I am waiting to hear what happens next… so watch this space!

Sharon Davies   Be.Leadership Alumni(1)

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Last month I began writing for the parenting column of a popular Dysautonomia Newsletter in the States. And I met my editor, Ellen, online.  Sometimes when you meet someone, just as it is in person, you just click right away. It was like that with Ellen. She understands me and we have had lots of wonderful email conversations, back and forth from one part of the world to another. She is a wonderful encouragement to me. Recently she sent me this song. It stopped me in my tracks. What a voice. What lyrics!  Thanks Ellen, this song is my new anthem, it so perfectly expresses why I continue to find things that I CAN do.  Life is calling out my name.
Here is Beth Hart singing “Life is Calling”

 

…and, the lyrics…
Sunday morning, the world’s still sleeping
And the rain keeps falling like angels weeping
And I, I feel the tears on my skin
They’re trying to tell me something
I listen

Blues and yellows tap on my window
And I let the night go with all my shadows
And I, I feel the sun on my skin
It’s trying to tell me something
I listen

Life is calling, life is calling
Life is calling out my name
Make it matter, say it louder
Stay alive another day
Life is calling out my name

Perfect houses with good intentions
Where the happy families hide their broken dishes
And I, I hear the scars on my skin
They’re trying to tell me something so
I listen

Life is calling, life is calling
Life is calling out my name
Make it matter say it louder
Stay alive another day
Life is calling out my name

It’s the wind over the ocean
It’s the secrets in the sand
It’s all trying to tell me something
So I’m listening

Life is calling, life is calling
Life is calling out my name
Make it matter just say it louder
Stay alive another day
Life is calling, life is calling
Life is calling out my name

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