As if predestined, I was gifted a blessed 28 days of substantially heightened mental peace, directly proceeding incurring my critical Traumatic Brain Injury. My aggrandized peace was enabled by my attendance of the mindfulness Sanctuary in the hills near Nevada city, California. The natural peacefulness that I had felt for the many months before, while residing in SanFrancisco, was intensified greatly while there. Just before my attendance of the Sanctuary, I resided in SanFrancisco. My inhabitance there was split in 2. The first 1/2 (or few months) was dedicated to exploring the city amidst fellow new-comers & the 2nd 1/2 of my stay (likely the last year) was spent hangin’ with my primary roommate, her partner and wondrous friends of theirs who became friends of mine too.
While attending the Sanctuary, we enacted multiple daily meditations, studies of the Bhagavad Gita and partook in two led yoga sessions per day. Attendees enacted whole living practices (largely influenced by the yogic tradition), which were incorporated consistently. The people who chose to attend, were extremely joyful & grateful to be there.
I incurred my critical Traumatic Brain Injury just 2 or 3 days before I had originally planned to exit the yoga Sanctuary, while running an errand as a part of my work-trade. The commute demanded by enacting this errand, offered me cell phone reception with which I intended to call my parents and ask for the transference of funds from my savings to my checking, as they uniquely have access, in order that I could compensate the Sanctuary for an elongated stay. I had been attending the Sanctuary for just short of 1 month prior to the car accident taking place.
The Sanctuary was much more dedicated to teaching yogic theory, than to practicing a physical flow. The Sanctuary was centered upon enacting other mindfulness practices as well. My good friend Zoe (whom I met while there) reminded me of this truth a few years after I was released from the 3rd of 3 hospitals, when Tese & I visited the Sanctuary. Attendees practiced physical yoga twice a day, 3 daily meditations and a few hours, 5 days a week, of study as well. As a result of these practices, the Sanctuary offered me both supreme physical & mental health. I will forever be incredibly grateful for this peaceful prelude. I was devoid of all joy for the first few years of my recovery. Daily life was difficult beyond belief, & consistently so! Now, however, in the last couple of months, after 7.5 years of healing (despite immense external attempts of others to dampen my spirit – STILL) I have reclaimed my joy.
My critical Traumatic Brain Injury was the most worrisome, as the doctors knew not if I would survive as a result. The TBI was far from my only injury, as my entire left side (where my car collided with the light pole) was completely mangled. My pelvis too was broken (in multiple places) due to my seat belt.
Amongst my hospitalization, I was supremely peaceful however. I thanked all of the nurses that cared for me diligently, whenever the opportunity arose. I had no fear of passing. In fact, I told my mom that if it was time for me to leave this life, so it was.
I’ve experienced ample love offered to me by the universe. This has necessitated plenty of personal work to ensure that my gifts were directed appropriately & came to fruition, of course. As the saying goes, and I’m no exception, nothing comes for free.
What has also been largely noted: good people attract good people! I’ve never consistently fraternized with less than. Again, luck is the foundation, but wise decision making substantiates my gift of luck.
Pre TBI, I wasn’t reliant upon external acceptance or validation and was joyous most of the time regardless. Hearing wonderful compliments, specifically from my friend Nup (whom I just spoke with) as well as many other friends, doctors, nurses, advisors & my parents certainly help to lift my spirit. External help is so appreciated to escape my current doldrum.