Breathe In, Breathe Out
Hello Europe! The team has been hard at work on our new blog! Touche here!
What Is This Story About?
This is a story about moving through life as a monumental moment. Making an impact on your own state of existence, building grey matter memories for the rocking chair days. This is about shattering the mold society casts upon you in order to keep you toeing the line.
It is about sticking to your principles, no matter how unorthodox or how difficult it may make your circumstances. This story is about changing it up to please your Self. As a force of good in the universal code of existence!
How many people live their lives eating shit out of the hands of their masters with a smile saying it tastes great? Not knowing the reason why it is countermanding to survival. What hunger does this satisfy?
The Beef of the Story
This is the story of how I lost my mindfulness and found my way to the Garden of Eden... (Figuratively speaking, of course)
This story begins a long, long time ago in a town called Seabrook, NH. That is where I got hit by a truck called life. I was also literally hit by a truck.
I was left on the side of the road for dead. Special thank you to the Seabrook, New Hampshire First Responders who scraped my face off the pavement and gave me a second chance at life.
To PTSD Or Not To PTSD
... ¿what was the question?Being hit by a truck caused much pain as I broke three ribs and both my tibia and fibia bones in lower leg. I exacerbated my own condition by refusing pain medications immediately after leaving the hospital. Did I mention a slight head injury? (slight...)
The intense pain I encountered during this period led to bouts of alcohol abuse and recurring episodes of overwhelming anxiety and hyper-sensitivity. (Did I mention I am an empath?)
Some Day, Something Will Make You Grateful For The Pain
I have had experience with meditation/mindfulness and Tai Chi in the the past but during this iteration of my life I behaved as a dedicated recluse in my daily activities. I drove away every person I loved (including myself) but somehow I hung on to the desire and will to live and practiced meditation as my only pain relief. Other than Ayurvedic Medicine. I believe these elements saved my life.
Again I have a lust for life! I am greedy for my next breath! I wake up each day and wish to celebrate!
What Now?
This is only the beginning as far as I am concerned in galactic time! I am just an inkling in the gods eye. (Relatively speaking... of course)
Since being hit by at truck I put myself through physical rehabilition, changed my outlook on life for the better, every day above ground is amazing! Went back to work part time, created a business, Stepping Stone Construction and now I am traveling Spain with my newfound strentgh. I plan to cover as much ground as possible and hope to live for 50 more years! I hope to meet you on the trail-road