After being diagnosed and digesting fully my situation, I embarked on getting well. I repeatedly told myself that this was only a bump in the road; that my body was strong and healthy. And that I was in balance. I didn't say it as a future occurrence but as my reality. My thought was that if I said this to myself enough and behaved as if I had a healthy, strong, balanced body the body would listen. "I could do this." There was no other way. My body did listen. My mind believed it. They worked together. I believe with all my heart that the beginning of healing came in the belief I was healthy. Not in some distant future, but then, in those moments I was living.