The night before I ran the fateful errand, in which I incurred my critical TBI, I asked my friend, whom I had made at the Sanctuary, Zoe, if I could sleep in her cabin. I was fearful & I associated this fear, at that time, with spiders taking up residence in my cabin. This truth has been relayed to me, by Zoe herself as all from my stay at the Sanctuary, is necessarily hear-say. Zoe told me too, that my fear was based upon a bad feeling I had…
I am curious why I had not, previous to requesting sleeping in Zoe’s cabin that night, (in the month proceeding), recognized the problematic reality of spiders’ inhabitance of my cabin, and acted accordingly? Perhaps their inhabitation was new? I’m tempted to believe, however, that my fear, albeit misplaced, was fortuitous.
I would, in fact, nearly die the following day, during which I drove in order to run an errand for the Sanctuary. I did so, as engaging in a work trade, has always been (since my attendance at Seattle University, where I was a resident assistant) my knowing way to attend & enjoy, for a slight discount, any pricy endeavor I wished to take part in. When I learned of this opportunity at the Sanctuary, I was all over it!
Much of the 2 years proceeding my attendance of the Sanctuary, as well as amidst my early recovery, just after my hospital discharge (2 years) remains unaccounted for, for the most part…Brief snippets of the aforementioned times have recently begun returning, resulting in joyousness for me! These memories of mine, being so incredibly slight, is simultaneously a bit of a tease!
But shoot…I’ll take what I can get!
I’m so happy to relay the experiential truth of my rearising memories with you.
The truth of the popularly reiterated statement “all’s clear in 20/20” is all too applicable for this situation of mine. Staying in Zoe’s cabin, propelled by a fear, the night before my accident transpired…could in fact, have been misplaced foresight of what was to come.
A warning perhaps?