I know that sounds like a crazy, cryptic title. Last week I had an accident. An accident that I am still struggling to recover from. I am a big believer in the laws of attraction so of course my inner work this week as I have been down and recovering has centered around how it is possible to have attracted this accident to me. My father-in-law would roll his eyes and say "stuff happens" - my mother-in-law would scoff at him and want to discuss my inner work findings. Truth is, I know I attracted it. Did I get up that morning and say "please God let me trip, twist my ankle, not have anything to catch me and fly head first into a concrete wall, get a concussion, black eye and be in pain and out of commission for a few weeks" - of course not - the recovery over the last week has not been an easy one. I usually out run most people I know and am not tired - I usually shoulder everyone and don't fuss about it - I usually hide the personal struggles of our family well... so where did I attract it? After resisting and praying, resisting more and praying more... I have come to peace with things... well mostly (I am human!)
I share this because I often think we don't look back on things, but it is from these "accidents" that we learn. The accident happened on a wonderful day... we had wonderful business news, I was making a lot of progress on a new project and I was spending the day with my middle son (and things were going really well! lol). The days following the accident have been hard and inter-twined with goodness. My being forced to be still has given me more story time snuggled up with Sam and more one on one time with each of the other children as well. The shift of the house went from the kitchen to my bed! The pain has been peppered with breakthroughs. I realized something in my praying... while I pray each day that I may work for a higher purpose, that our work may touch who it needs to... that I may effect the life of even one person for good... I know that it is okay if someone hates me. It is okay if people don't accept me. It is all okay.
I remembered that a close friend shared a quote with me and for a long time I took it externally - thinking about those who fight, ridicule and otherwise provide resistance to our mission- the quote is attributed to Gandhi, I believe:
"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win."
At first I wasn't sure why this quote kept coming to me. I wasn't sure if it was because of our personal struggles, our business growth... I couldn't figure it out. I tried to apply simplicity to it "Oh that is just coming up because you are focusing on Buddha for Jacob's lessons." (the eight fold path was on my mind too) - but it was nagging at me. Then I knew it had to do with my accident. It was me. I see myself as very confident so how could this be a manifestation of my own inner struggle?
Somewhere inside lives that little voice in us all... you aren't good enough...you can do more...how can you sleep (eat, play with kids, etc.) when mom X doesn't have her crayons...you don't deserve down time...you must work harder, faster, longer in order to support your family... THIS is the best one... you aren't gainfully employed. How does that relate to Gandhi's quote? Well I have to realize consciously AND train my subconscious that I win when I stop resisting. I don't have to be everyone's Waldorf... just mine. I love what I do. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I don't have to impress anyone. I am what I am. I work hard, do my best and at the end of some days I struggle. Then I crawl into bed, thank God for getting me through and pray for the wisdom and strength to do it again tomorrow.
I want to thank everyone who has sent me kind words. I am healing. My speech is not as fast as my writing and I often find myself grasping for words (like when I was yelling at children today!) The doctor says it will take time, more cranial sacral work and my continued inner work. Working through the blocks, seeing through the pain and feeling the connections happen in my brain.
This is my journey. Many blessings.
Melisa Nielsen