The Spiritual Gym
Sophie Sabbage | 27 October

The ego is a seriously crafty sucker. There I was worrying that mine would over inflate in the face of all this publicity, but instead it reduced me to a pathetic defenceless waif wailing about being manipulated, misrepresented and deeply …

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The Nocebo Effect
Sophie Sabbage | 20 October

Over the past few days I have been watching an online documentary series by a brave man called Ty Bollinger (who lost several family members to this disease) called The Truth About Cancer. Some of you cancer peeps may …

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Terminating ‘Terminal’
Sophie Sabbage | 23 September

So I still have Stage Four cancer and all that jazz, but I am officially terminating the word ‘terminal’ when describing my condition. It’s got to go.…

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Advance or Retreat
Sophie Sabbage | 10 August

I probably shouldn’t joke about it, but I feel like I died and went to heaven. I am on retreat for five days in a beautiful corner of Kent where a Buddhist couple has created a haven of mindfulness and …

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Ninety Days at a Time
Sophie Sabbage | 28 June

So I clocked up another birthday this month. 49. Gone are the days of lamenting the passing of another year and the once inevitable, but now unlikely descent into sagging skin, multiplying wrinkles, eroding faculties and creaking bones.…

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Sassy Soothing Side Effects
Sophie Sabbage | 2 June

I’ve been swimming with fear several times this week. I muzzle it most of the time, but it’s hard to silence it completely when you’re terminally ill. It lurks round dark corners like a stalker, ready to catch you unawares …

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Cut Across The Grass
Sophie Sabbage | 10 May

It’s a blessing and a curse. It made me really good at my job, but it also gave me more sad wrinkles than happy wrinkles and probably contributed to my disease (but don’t quote me on that to the scientists).…

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Quantum Leap
Sophie Sabbage | 4 May

The stronghold of cancer is fear. It arrives, announces your death (often with a date) and clamps itself to your ensuing panic like a baby to a billowing breast. This is part of what makes it so effective. It feeds …

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Reflections on Terminal Illness Sophie Sabbage