In 2022, I was president of a women’s empowerment organization in Kuwait called Soroptimist Kuwait. It focuses on empowering women in education, environment, health, and economics and ending violence and discrimination against women. So, every year, during Breast Cancer Awareness Month in October, Soroptimist Kuwait sponsored a breast cancer awareness project. As an activist in a women’s organization, I figured that if I had a mammogram, that would encourage other women to have mammograms too. I posted about it on social media, and many women did get their mammograms.

The following year in 2023, we redid the project, however, this time my mammogram result came in and to my shock there was a lump. To say I was devastated would be an understatement. Every negative thought came into my mind, I wouldn’t see my grandchildren grow up, I wouldn’t see my son graduate with his doctorate, my mother would fall apart, my husband would be broken hearted and so on and so on.

Then I remembered The Secret. I had already done a lot of manifestation myself from way back when. In fact, my kids called me the Parking Queen because I always manifested the best parking spaces! So, I looked deep into my mind and stopped feeling sorry for myself. I decided to manifest that this was going to be the best year of my life.

After my lumpectomy in January 2024, I told the ladies in Soroptimist Kuwait that we were going to have the best breast cancer awareness campaign, and I began visualizing myself giving lectures to audiences. I imagined myself talking to government officials about the cancer hospitals. I imagined meeting with other survivors and having wellness sessions, and I imagined my calendar would be full of events to highlight the importance of mammograms and early detection. Throughout my chemo and radiation sessions, I would visualize a campaign that would be covered on TV and in the newspapers and that I was being interviewed as a cancer survivor.

By the time October 2024 came, I had lost my hair and was wearing scarves and turbans on my head, but the Breast Cancer Campaign was set to be launched, and I had no time to worry about my physical appearance. My first lecture was on October 3 at Kuwait University and had an audience of more than 100 students and faculty. It was covered by the University Media Department as well as local newspapers and TV stations. Two days later, I was at the Ministry of Defense, talking about breast cancer, and two days after that, I was speaking at a bank. By the end of October, I had spoken to over 30 organizations, universities, and companies about breast cancer and mammograms. A short documentary was made on my cancer journey by one of the hospitals in Kuwait. According to my son, I had gone viral! While the mammogram may have discovered the lump and saved my physical being, The Secret truly saved my mental and spiritual being.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!