One of the scariest diagnoses a person can receive is cancer. It is terrifying in so many ways, perhaps because we all have a vague idea of what it encompasses and how bad it can get. We know it is … More
Here at Blisstree, we’ve talked a whole lot about a certain organization’s use of naked women to stir controversy and thereby raise awareness for a cause. To be fair, they’ve given us a lot to talk about.
Now, another organization is taking a page out of PETA’s playbook and using naked women to gain attention for their cause. But I have to admit, I find this example so much more depressing than PETA’s blatant attempts to get press. This time, the women stripping down are military wives and their doing so to raise awareness about Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. More
Anyone who’s survived cancer will tell you: it’s a battlefield. Which is not to make light of the plight of soldiers;when you spend months or even years in fear for you life, experiencing excruciating pain, persistent discomfort, and constant uncertainty, there are more than a few similarities between a combat situation and cancer treatment. Which the findings of a recent study at should bear no surprise: many of those who have lived through cancer suffer with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. More
Tonight, the David Lynch Foundation and Donna Karan’s Urban Zen Foundation launched Operation Warrior Wellness – New York City, a program that offers Transcendental Meditation to veterans who suffer PTSD. The event was star-studded – Donna Karan and David Lynch were accompanied by Russell Simmons and a video from Martin Scorcese – but it was also full of moving testimonials from veterans who’ve benefited from meditation, as well as doctors and researchers who testified to the effectiveness of TM for relieving stress and anxiety. Statistics say that one in seven recent marines and soldiers suffer from PTSD; the foundation seeks to relieve the severe mental and physical effects. More
Twelve years ago I was in my dermatologist’s waiting room, thinking about how lucky I was. Five years before that, I had breast cancer, but was now cancer-free. I had a good job that I enjoyed and afforded me a great lifestyle. I had two children who were happy and doing well. I had many friends in my office. We went out to dinner and dancing at least once a week.
I lived in the inimitable city of New Orleans in an apartment facing the bayou. I could walk across the street to City Park and surround myself with lush flowers and oak trees draped with moss. The enormous park is home to an amazing number of ducks, geese, and other colorful of species of birds and water fowl that were so domesticated they would eat from my hands. Amidst the wildlife was a first-class museum that looked like a royal palace from the distance.
My name was called and I stopped daydreaming and walked into my doctor’s office. After she removed several pre-cancerous spots from my arms and legs, I showed her my knee, which was causing me great pain whenever I put weight on it or bumped it. I could only describe the pain level as a number eight – akin to a hot knife prodding my skin. More