After a terrible car accident in which I was hit by a car while crossing the crosswalk, I discovered the true power of developing awareness: having to look at myself, and my condition, as an opportunity to self-heal and self-monitor my own mind in a non-judgmental way.
After the initial shock of the accident, I was completely lost. I had no sense of myself as both the physical and mental pain were so overwhelming that I found it hard to navigate through the ups and downs. As a result, I had lost touch with my center and the core of who I was- the core that helps us fight through obstacles, challenges, and times of adversity.
As I began to surrender to my condition and my bed-ridden state, I was forced to simply accept certain aspects of myself for what it was at the time. I was unable to continue my professional dancing, my work, and my high-energy lifestyle- and at some point this became ok. I discovered that by being with my pain, my exploring and observing it, I could develop a mental toughness and strength which I may have never been able to develop had this accident NOT occurred. I found this to be extremely empowering and challenging, which of course had its good days and bad days. The beauty underlying the ebbs and flows though, was the fact that I was simply aware- so acutely aware of my emotions, thoughts, and physical sensations, that I could choose at moments whether I would become lost in them, or whether I would watch them all in a way that could give me wisdom.
Awareness became the key element that I continued to develop and strengthen. The power of nourishing my open awareness had such healing elements that no doctor, chiropractor, or pain medicine could provide. It allowed me, the witness of my own pain and condition, to just notice and sense the nature of my suffering, the nature of my physical sensations, and the depths of the stories I was creating that deepened my pain. I also used my breath to channel this awareness and bring attention to my breath became a centerpiece of nourishing myself. Through the development of my own witnessing, my core became strong again, my anchor was more apparent, and I understood that I had a choice- a choice to drown in my own dialogue and sensations, or the choice to withstand and explore elements of my internal dialogue and physical body. And while I saw I had a choice, I also noticed that nothing on the spectrum of my pain and stories was black and white. I discovered the power of not judging my pain and suffering, because in fact, every time I did, the pain became worse. I was almost forced to become compassionate with myself, and my condition, for the sake of my very own survival. This became a true blessing that I maybe would have never developed, had this accident not happened. My body would immediately signal to me via a wave of painful sensations and tensions, that I was drowning in doubt, confusion, criticism and stories of victimhood. I was able to couple my awareness and non-judgmental posture, into a powerful formula of healing and transcendence. And don’t get me wrong, there are days where I still wallow and become irritated because I have not mastered the art of observing myself so keenly, that I could actually nip in the bud the arising of a thought that may set me into a downward spiral. But I am MORE conscious and aware of my behavior, which in the grand scheme is movement in the right direction.
The power of awareness and non-judgmental acceptance is an area that I hope to continue to become strengthened in, as I’ve had a taste of its remarkable effects. By continuing to observe the nature of my experience in a manner that is so precisely still and yet kind, feels a hundred times better than finding what hurts and letting myself create stories of more pain and suffering. My breath, and my sensing have become my good friends on the journey, and I hope that this healing will continue.
Yours,
Sara