Mental Hope: Discover Inner Peace Through Hope and Faith in Challenging Times

Mental Hope

We tend to believe that hope is too weak and we need something stronger.

When your strength turns to weakness, you are hoping to get back on your feet. 

What if hope is all you got before your faith is restored? 

What if you allow hope to get back on your feet? 

What is possible when hope turns to faith and trust  again? 

Last week all my mental strength was tested in extreme and emergency situations with my mom. 

After her recovering from one hospital visit and me recovering from severe seasonal allergic symptoms, I got a call from her that she could no longer stand her abdominal pain and wanted to go to emergency. 

We brought her there in the afternoon and a long ordeal began. 

She ended up in hospital early in the morning the next day and my father and I went home to catch a short breath. 

A few hours later back to hospital for a long day full of adventures until late at night. 

We came back home again to catch another short breath and I received a call very early in the morning from my mom. 

After bunch of tests, strong antibiotics and giving her strong pain medication, she could not fall asleep and still was in a lot of discomfort. 

Then I couldn’t fall asleep and just dozed off here and there and went back to hospital again for a long day. 

I was so hoping that the crisis was averted and she would be sleeping that night, so I  could have one restful night of sleep. 

This time the nurse was calling me early in the morning to update me of my mom's worsening of her symptoms.  

She informed me that it was a requirement of making a procedure to relieve her tension from her abdomen. 

After I finished that conversation my mom was calling me confused about what was going on and asking me to rush to the hospital because she felt that her end was near. 

She was in a semi private room and the outside visitors were not allowed at night. 

I didn’t disconnect my phone and for hours was laying down with closed eyes and listening to what was going on there. 

I was also doing energetic cleaning and bringing more light for myself and my mom. 

Then a few hours later my mom was calling me back unaware that I was on the line all that time. 

I reassured her that she would be fine and I would be coming soon. 

Back at the hospital I was managing and supporting my mom and dealing again with nurses and doctors until I began experiencing my body fatigue, weakness and drowsiness. 

We were waiting for more doctors to come and my dad was around, so I told him I would go downstairs outside to catch my breath. 

I was resting at the table with an umbrella outside between buildings and ready to fall asleep. 

All of a sudden my father was calling me and I couldn’t pick that call because I could feel my anger rising up. 

As I was getting up my father began calling again and I still felt I needed another minute to cool down. 

I entered the building and I saw my father was coming from the parking lot thru the other doors. 

He was rushing and panicking looking for me because a doctor showed up who said he was willing to come back since I  wasn’t there. 

I couldn’t hold it anymore and I snapped at my father that all went too far and I was no longer able to be available 24/7. 

We went upstairs to my mom's new private room. 

I no longer could speak and tears were freely coming down my cheeks. 

It was confusing to my mom and my father said to her that  I was tired after all these long days and nights. 

As I regained my strength I had a peaceful conversation with my mom about the situation. 

My dad began mentioning to me to go home for a bit. 

It took some time before I could leave because my mom needed this or that. 

As I arrived back home still in the car exhausted I decided to text my brother. 

He was stopping by the hospital or calling our dad but not offering much support. 

I notified him that the next day would be his day to support our mom in hospital. 

When I got back home I was melting down  in front of my hubby and daughter. 

We ended up going outside to relax in folding chairs, to have some food and to catch some breath. 

I had to get back to the hospital to relieve my dad as promised for a bit, so he could get ready to stay the night at hospital with my mom.

When I arrived my sister-in-law was there with kids visiting my mom. 

I brought some food for my dad so he didn’t feel like going back home. 

Then I had to wait until the visitors left to have a conversation with my parents. 

I told them that  I was taking the day off the next day to recover and I notified my brother to step in to help. 

They took it with some suppressed and some surfacing emotions of feeling guilty that they are still alive. 

That night I was finally able to fall asleep after a bunch of thoughts and emotions were coming to the surface. 

I  slept  through the night and in the morning my thoughts came back. 

Moreover, I was experiencing a lot of guilt which I was attempting to redirect and transmute by becoming more present and connected with myself. 

We had a fun and adventurous day with my daughter. 

We came home later that evening and I wasn’t checking at all on my mom. 

I knew that her condition was improving before I left the hospital the night before. 

I also was trusting that if something new would be happening I would be notified. 

I went to bed earlier to catch up on my sleep and rest with a thought I would check on her in the morning. 

In  the morning I received a call from my exhausted father that I didn’t need to rush back to the hospital because my sister-in-law and my brother would be taking turns.

I decided to have a slow morning with a delicious breakfast. 

Then I went on my joy bike ride in the breezy, sunny and warm morning. 

When I move my body on my bike and experience joy it becomes easier for me to connect with myself and God.

After some more processing of my thoughts and feelings of last week unfolding in more gratitude and less tension with presence of my inner peace, I was ready to put focus on my thoughts guided by my Spirit around hope to share with my blog readers. 

Even though I wasn’t so comfortable sharing details about my extreme personal experience from last week, I also was guided to do so. 

I felt that it was helpful for me to write about that. 

I also trust that my share might be helpful in bringing hope and to restore faith to readers of my blog. 

This is why I am so passionate about co-creating an authentic, present, grounded and conscious comm-unity to co-create imm-unity against subconscious forces operating out of confusion and disconnection and to expand on our presence, connection and hope journey together. 

I trust that hope, honesty and being yourself are important for you, especially in mid age when your power is rising and you want to use it for good and to make a real difference in this world. 

This is the true legacy about making a true difference for ourselves and others. 

It is to step fully into the best version of you and show to others it is possible for them as well. 

I am pretty sure you want to experience living your legacy and not just potentially leaving one behind.

If you intuitively know that this might be a great place for you to truly expand and co-create together, reach out and explore together if we are matched in heaven. 

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Let's connect to Expand our Presence ✨