‘I’ FEEL LIKE A MIRACLE!
2 weeks ago I saw my life pass before my eyes as my face headed for the tar when my bicycle came to an instant stop when my yoga mat caught in the spokes of my front wheel. I went head first over my handle bars going about 20-25km/hour, the last thoughts before I hit the ground was, “this is it!”.
It was a spontaneous decision to go to yoga that morning. I have been really enjoying being able to ride to the things that I love to do in my community…coffee, swimming at the beach, walking with friends, markets, doing small shops…
😵💫MY WARNING is please DO NOT carry things on your handle bars. ANYTHING that may get stuck in the spokes of your bicycle wheel will impact its flow in some way! Doh, You may say, but I see peeps doing it often. And now I’ve felt the damage!
In the past, I have always carried my yoga mat on my shoulder. It is not ideal and I WILL NOW be investing in a yoga backpack strap. However after yoga on Friday, I noticed a lady who had her yoga mat on her handlebars. She told me this way worked well for her and I’m sure it has. It just didn’t work for me…
Half way home I stopped to adjust my yoga mat as it was bumping against my knee, not badly, just annoying. It was a whisper I listened to from my inner being (or higher self) THIS WAS THE MOMENT I considered putting it back on my shoulder…
Sadly I did not FULLY follow this whisper and continued on. A few minutes later in my perifial vision I saw 2 people in their garden on my left and then I was hurtling face first towards grey hard gravelly tar…and then pain…
Those 2 beautiful people were there immediately to help me; the husband a Chiroprator who was an incredible calming influence on me As they lifted my bike off me (yes it landed on me), 2 other people appeared out of nowhere to help, including my sister 20 mins later (my emergency contact) who was on her way to work. The care and gentle reminders to connect into my yogic breath really helped to calm me as I went into shock. Much later at Sunshine Coast Hospital, a nurse asked me how I normally calm myself as my body kept convulsing in shock exacerbated by my fear of small places like the CT scan tunnel to check my neck and spine (PTSD after the breast cancer experience I had 10 years ago)…I replied, lavender and breathing. She said I think you’ve gone beyond that, it’s time for Valium!!!
When the ambulance arrived, the paramedics told me my bike helmet saved me. It had cracked in the middle but was still very much in tact. I had been persuaded to buy a top quality one when I bought my bike a year ago and will be forever grateful for making this choice.
I have never been in an ambulance apart from when my dear Mum was transferred to palliative care nearly 9 years ago. The ambulance officers were AMAZING and so good humoured. One of the first things I said to the paramedic attending to me was, “you have beautiful eyes!” My little sister who was holding my head burst out laughing saying, “that’s a good sign!”
As I was admitted into SCH, a nurse asked me what my religion was…I said LOVE TRUE. I spent at least 5 hours being treated for suspected spinal injuries, brain, neck and spine scans and X-ray of my chest. Miraculously, I’ve pulled through with a small break in the bridge of my nose, some bad internal bruising in my right chest where my bike landed on me and minimal grazing to my face and hands.
Somehow in that moment I saw the tar rushing towards my face thinking “this is it”, instead of putting my hands out to protect myself, I continued to hold onto my handle bars and my body surrendered to a Ninja roll. I am still in disbelief at how well I came out of this potentially fatal accident. Did the years of yoga, pilates and keeping my body active and supple help? The good food I fuel my body with? Breath awareness? Trusting my inner being? Or just luck?
3 Days later when I took flowers and chocolates to the beautiful people who helped me, they were in disbelief at how good I looked and how well I was moving. They both said how fortuitous it was that the accident happened outside their house as there was no one else on the street at the time. They also asked if I’d worked out what ‘THE LESSON’ was. This was one of the very first things I said as I lay in shock on the tar…”what’s the lesson in this?”
THE LESSON…And yes, I have contemplated so many possible lessons in this experience, grasping at many things so I can learn and grow. But perhaps it’s really quite simple. After a few thoughtful conversations with David Trow (amazing Life Coach), what resonates most is:
- I didn’t FULLY listen to my inner being…the whisper to put my yoga mat on my shoulder where I knew it was safer. I made an adjustment but did not fully follow through with the message I’d received
- I am protected beyond my wildest dreams. Yes, I am supremely protected by my incredible team of guards, guides and angels, but most importantly, my protection comes from within ME
What does it take to LISTEN FULLY to your inner being, your higher self? Those whispers, nudges we hear? It SIMPLY takes a few extra moments to
Then FEEL the COMFORT in making the FULL ADJUSTMENT
I’m still coming to terms with how miraculously I have come out of this potential tragedy. It is a miracle!
an extraordinary and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore attributed to a divine agency.
Yes, ‘I’ FEEL LIKE A MIRACLE!
THANK YOU to:
the ambo’s and ALL the medical staff who helped me. I can’t praise them highly enough
my little sister Sally for looking after me that first night. You are always amazing
Henk for bringing me home and caring for me. Not the outcome we anticipated after your 5 week absence, but perfect timing!