One moment, I am a fit and healthy 43-year-old and the next morning I find myself stranded at ICU at the Alfred Trauma Hospital in Melbourne.
With too many injuries to mention here, fighting to stay alive, and being told I may never walk again.
Most of you already know how I got hit by a truck on a quiet summer afternoon; and was left with catastrophic injuries.
All because I was chasing my dream!
This is the sequel……
It took a whole week for the internal bleeding to stop, and for repair surgery to begin.
First the right side of my pelvis and then a permanent colostomy bag.
I still had to overcome the final hurdle – the surgeons had to somehow reattach my upper body to my sacrum which was completely smashed.
They were going to use lots of metal.
But, when they opened me up the surgeon realized that my body had already done most of his job already and I didn’t need the metal rods.
I was so relieved and thankful for the immense intelligence of our own bodies!
I spent weeks lying as still as possible in horizontal position.
After 4 weeks a physiotherapist appeared by my bedside and told me to sit up.
I got a big surprise.
I didn’t feel up to it yet.
So I said NO!
She came back the next day with two more physiotherapists and, they forced me to get up from my horizontal position, and sit up at the side of the bed.
It was too much of a shock for my body, and if Peter hadn’t been there to catch me I would have fainted and fallen off the bed, and broken my neck all over again.
She realized she had made a mistake and wrote in big letters: Sitting no go!
Our world is full of well meaning people like this.
While we are quietly working away at our dream they come along and knock the stuffing out of us.
I felt such a failure!
Suddenly the gap between expectation and reality seemed so enormous that I felt completely overwhelmed and wanted to quit.
I put my face to the wall and talked to nobody for a whole day and night.
Disappointments can be highly damaging to us; but, once we push through our defeats, they can teach us a valuable lesson.
I learnt that day that even though the physio might have thought that it was technically possible for me to go from horizontal to vertical in one go that wasn’t how my dream worked.
Dreams don’t follow standard protocols.
It wasn’t the right time yet, nor were the conditions right.
That didn’t mean that I didn’t have a plan!
We just needed more patience.
We can kill off even the very best dream by rushing things.
The following day Peter helped me raise the bed on a gentle angle; and from then on we increased the angle a bit more every day; until in the end I was able to endure sitting up for a few minutes.
Those minutes turned into half an hour and after 2 months I was able to sit up for an hour at a time.
I was flown home to Tasmania after that and was allowed to recover on a hospital bed in the lounge room.
This is when I really needed a lot of courage and acceptance.
It was so hard for me to watch Peter work all day and then he had to help me with my catheter and cook and clean at night while the kids were walking around like orphans.
Another month of lying around and I got word that I could try out my new pelvis and walk.
Peter had got me a walking frame from the hospital, and I sat at the side of the bed looking at it for a while.
I was so ready to put my dream to the test, yet I was so scared as well.
The kids were having breakfast when I slowly got up from my hospital bed in a standing position.
So far so good, except that I had lost so much weight that my trousers dropped down around my ankles.
I took a couple of steps and suddenly my stick legs remembered what to do and they took off.
I chucked the walking frame in the air and did a couple of laps round the table by myself!
This first wobbly step was a quantum leap in the right direction and pursuing our dreams is as simple as that – we just need to step out in faith.
I felt so good that I went back to work 3 months later.
A year later some of my dormant nerves woke up and my bladder started to work again.
My nerves kept improving and not long after that I was able to have my colostomy bag reversed, much to the surprise of the Doctors at the hospital, who had told me that I may never walk again, or use my bladder and bowel.
A year later than planned we opened the doors of our brand-new clinic in September 2007.
Even though we were incredibly happy with the new rooms and space, our therapists missed the ambience of the little clinic in our garden and didn’t like the change.
They left.
This meant we now had 6 therapy rooms and only 3 therapists.
I had visualized the place buzzing with customers and happy therapists but instead I was sitting behind the desk all by myself one day wondering what on earth I had started!
If I had been content to stay at home, we could have saved ourselves a lot of pain and money; and paid off the mortgage instead of now having a double mortgage.
I didn’t realize it at the time, but it’s normal for our dreams to be put to the test.
This is when a lot of people drop out just before the finish line and they never get to reap the rewards of all their hard work.
Have you ever been tempted to give up on something that is so close to your heart?
Then you can relate to how I was feeling……
It only took a year or so for the Purple house to grow into itself.
In 2013 we opened Alchemy and we had 5 wonderful years with Alchemy and the Purple House clinic operating side by side and complementing each other in every way just like we had visualised.
In 2018 we sold Alchemy to Eve, one of our daughters.
We felt that it was time to create something else and moved the clinic side of the business back home.
Six months later, I started to get itchy feet again.
An opportunity came up to move our clinic into an iconic old shop in the Centre of Forth, so we packed up all our equipment and moved again.
Just when we were feeling really settled Covid struck.
Pete and I made the difficult decision to close the doors, say goodbye to our team of therapists and move back to our original clinic where we started in 2000.
We closed the doors one Friday evening in March 2020 and I was back at work the next Wednesday, from my new/old premises, with Pete by my side.
The last two decades seemed like an incredible dream!
We built up a wonderful community of clients, who stuck by us through thick and thin.
Pete and I have witnessed so many miracles during this time.
Covid gave us a chance to step back and look at life with a fresh perspective.
Pete created a huge vegetable garden, we researched new products, came up with workshops, went into silent retreats, and planned events for 2021.
We are as committed to our original dream for our community as 20 years ago!
Today, our clients have access to our beautiful gardens, mazes and forest.
They can sit in the soft grass to earth themselves and feel connected to Mother Nature, while soaking up the sunlight and fresh air.
I now engage with many clients worldwide over zoom, which is an unexpected outcome of Covid and something I would never have dreamt of, but I love it!
I still have many more dreams in the pipeline.
Sometimes, I dream of opening another eatery, providing vegetable from our onsite garden, tailoring food for healing and inspiring others to do the same.
I dream of a future, where doctors and chefs understand that clean food and water are one of the best keys to regaining vibrant health.
I dream of a future, where conventional and holistic medicine unite to bring out the best in people.
I dream of a future where my grandchildren can see angels and other invisible beings, because their pineal glands haven’t closed down.
I dream of a future where treating the unseen energetic forces is as vital and respected as treating the material body.
I dream of a future where everyone has an easy connection with the Universe, and each human being knows how to activate their life force for spontaneous healing.
I dream of the hospitals of the future, where new levels of healing, care, innovation; and all of the best methodologies from around the world are combined.
Where East meets West, Ancient meets Modern, Old meets New.
I believe that these dreams will be reality very soon!
For now, I am looking forward into 2021 with a fresh outlook, new beginnings; and lots more exciting workshops and programs in store.
Remember that your dreams need to be so big so that you have room to grow into them.
Stay tuned…. It’s going to be good.
PS: In 2018, I wrote the entire story of my accident and recovery; which became my Memoir:
You are the Miracle! How being hit by a truck saved my life.
It has helped many of my clients turn their obstacles into personal power.
It’s available at the Purple House and on Amazon at http://amzn.to/2UVCxnk
This photo shows that I am fit and healthy today!
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