She’d been in ICU at Stanford for days with an infection she’d gotten during cancer treatment and with each day, she’d gotten more and more depressed.
“I feel so helpless, stuck in here just staring at the walls,” she told me on one of my daily visits. “I wish there were something I could do to help myself.”
So did I.
We both believed in the connection between mind and body and I knew she read a little book of prayers every day.
I printed out some mood-lifting images to hang on her wall, and then it hit me: I could write some affirmations for her. I hand-wrote 20 healing affirmations and packaged them in a little red box. On it, I wrote “ RX: 1 per day”.
Day after day I saw the red box on her hospital tray. She read the affirmations. Her visitors read them. And after a few days, she looked at me with her big, dark eyes and said, “You need to make these and market them.”
Three years later, A Healing Spirit was born, conceived in the Stanford ICU by my beloved friend. She didn’t survive to see the Healing Affirmation Cards. Or the Guided Journal for Healing I dedicated to her– or any of the other products on this site. But her fingerprints and her indomitable spirit are all over them.
Coming out of retirement to start a business from scratch isn’t easy. I’ve made my share of mistakes, and probably still will. It’s time-consuming and expensive.
But when I’m wondering what the heck I was thinking to start this business, I take myself back to that day at Stanford and to my beautiful friend, and that thought propels me forward.
