Updated: Sep 1
“ Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others.” The Dalai Lama
Since my twenties I have unknowingly lived under a somehow similar thinking. And don’t get me wrong, I am not a spiritually achieved person with great understanding or altruism. On the contrary, my motivation was based on pure fear; a fear of dying that has taken me on a quest to creatively squeeze every second of every day that passes by.
My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer at the young age of twenty six, when I was about to turn a year old. She had some years where she enjoyed a healthy life, however during the years that I can recall, she was constantly battling cancer.
As I started to grow older, during my early twenties, doctors started to constantly remind me of my high risk due to my mother’s cancer history. It became a constant reminder in my life and a never-ending thought in my mind. It came to the point that I actually believed that I could die soon, and I feared turning twenty six. Of course, now I am much older than twenty six. I married when I was twenty six, had my first child, a son, at twenty eight, followed quickly by my two daughters a couple of years later.
Becoming a mother has been one of the most fulfilling parts of my life, however it also shaped my fears of being diagnosed with cancer to an even higher level. The constant reminder of my risk became a semi-unconscious motivation to experiment in any creative manner possible that I could, to make and leave something for my kids to remember me. At that time, I didnt consider myself a very creative person, but I started to improvise and self learn.
I taught myself how to paint and filled all the walls in our house with my paintings. I learned how to do sculptures and filled my tables. I even attempted to write poetry and published two books for my children to read at any time in their lives. During all this time, I was growing old, they were growing older and more importantly, I was still alive.
Parallel to my creative endeavors, I sought and devoured different philosophies and knowledge that could help me become a better person. I started meditating around thirteen years ago. Meditation really helped me, and of course I needed to find a way to pass it along to my kids. That’s how Serene started. Breathe Serene is a compilation of daily messages and sincere advice that will always be available for my children on social media. Hopefully, along the way, it can help others as well.
Living in fear is not a good thing; it took me years to understand it. However, we are blessed with a precious human life and we should try our best to squeeze the best out of it every day and share it with others. I am thankful to you for allowing me to share my life with you through Breathe Serene.