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My foot is trapped between this and that and I fall like a stone. I lie totally still, the cool grass upon my cheek as the pain spreads across my hip. I cannot move.
There is no way to break the fall. My foot is trapped between this and that and I fall like a stone. I lie totally still, the cool grass upon my cheek as the pain spreads across my hip. I cannot move. “I’ve hurt myself” I say softly to Charles standing over me with a horrified look on his face. The ambulance is called and I am picked up in a “clam shell” that reaches under me, biting up the grass. The ferry waits for the ambulance.
I arrive at the Campbell River Emergency Room (ER) around 7pm and an x-ray confirms I have an intertrochanteric fracture, or in common language, a broken hip. In a back corner of the ER I get morphine and await surgery. Charles paces and asks, when, “for God’s sake,” I will get surgery. There is only one operating room and more serious cases ahead of me.
The night passes. So does the entire next day, laying in the ER. Finally at midnight, 36 hours after the fall, my hip is put back together with three screws. The surgery takes only 30 minutes, and I wake up during it. My body is shaking as the surgeon drills into my bones. I startle the team when I say, “I’m awake.”
Charles and I sleep together in the hospital bed; me moaning and him comforting. The next morning it seems I can hardly move my legs are so sore and weak. A purple hematoma has begun to form on the underside of my leg. It will eventually run from my butt to my ankle. Charles says in his 45 years of medical practice he has never seen such a big bruise.
I slump over my walker, tears form in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. I let the crying come, first quiet little spasms, but soon in body-shaking sobs.
The next days are a blur of getting home, trying to manage dragging my body around, feeling fuzzy-headed, sad, and nauseated. Upon waking five days out of surgery, I painfully struggle to get my leg out of bed. By hooking my good leg under my surgical leg I can move it a few painful centimeters at a time. It comes to rest on the floor with an excruciating thud.
I slump over my walker, tears form in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. I let the crying come, first quiet little spasms, but soon in body-shaking sobs. Snot and saliva drip from my nose and mouth.
Then, from deep within me arises a sound I have never heard myself make, although I have heard it emanate from the hearts of mothers with whom I work in Africa. A keening begins from somewhere deep within me, arising like a kundalini snake through my bleak heart and contracted throat to rent the air. Repeatedly, I keen from a profound well of grief. As if strangely listening from a distance, I observe this primal sound of total despair for myself and for the shared pain of humanity.
An image arises in my mind of a pile of dark, broken bones held by the most radiant nest of bright and golden light.
I lay broken upon my walker. My head is slumped forward, tears soaking my flannel pajamas. Motionless I scan my body: my hip is broken, my head is spinning and incoherent, my eyes are painfully sensitive to light, my heart is racing.Then, out of this well of despair comes a sudden moment of emptiness. I float in its spaciousness and I hear a voice from within “So, what now?”
Painting of “soul body” holding brokenness by Torkin Wakefield
An image arises in my mind of a pile of dark, broken bones held by the most radiant nest of bright and golden light. Staring at this image intently I realize that my “soul body” is holding my broken humanness. Slumped over the walker I gaze at this sacred image, letting its full import wash into me.
“I’m being held by my soul,” I say silently with wonder and fascination. Tears stream down my face as my heart breaks open to my soul.
I begin to think of all the other people around the world who broke their hips last week. Most of them are lying in huts or tenements without competent medical care, painkillers, nutritious food. They are in agony and will live their lives as cripples. I send out loving kindness to each of these people and to all those who are in bleak situations around the world.
I have a clear head and a heart full of gratitude. I know it is time to stop the painkillers, as helpful as they have been.
When I raise my head I am bathed in the miracle of feeling connected to my soul body. I have a clear head and a heart full of gratitude. I know it is time to stop the painkillers, as helpful as they have been. I think about how I can enjoy the rest of the summer recovering; playing my flute, reading, meditating, and letting Charles take care of me. I can see possibility everywhere instead of disappointment.
Gratitude accompanies me now in a living way. Oh, the color of the sky, the taste of food, the purring of my cat on my lap! I feel enormous gratitude for the beauty of the natural world where I can perch above the ever-changing lagoon and spend endless hours being enthralled while my bones knit together. My friends and family have been an endless source of nourishment and love, calling me, bringing delicious meals, sitting with me, playing music, massaging me, laughing together, and giving good advice. How loved I am! Why do I keep forgetting?
I still have aches, pains, and the blues but my relationship to these experiences has changed. I have months of recovering and strengthening my body ahead. But I have gifts too. I remember the radiant nest of light that lives within me and sense the deep place from which my healing is flowing. I continue the practice of sending loving kindness to others who are broken. I rejoice in the call of the loon and feel content to sit quietly.
I am not grateful I fell down but I have been abundantly grateful for the many insights, the love, the glimpse of my “soul body”. I have deepened my confidence and experience of living in a human body infused with Spirit which is always present. And for that I am enormously grateful.
Torkin Wakefield is the Co-Founder of BeadforLife, a non-profit poverty eradication project working in in East Africa. Under Torkin’s leadership BeadforLife grew from a simple encounter in a Ugandan slum to a robust non-profit affecting over 60,000 people to date. Its programs focus on women and girls who are living on a dollar a day and offers opportunities for entrepreneurial training and empowerment through its Street Business School. Torkin has had a life time of humanitarian service and has started many organizations during her career as a social entrepreneur.
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Dear Torkin Thank you so much to sharing your story. Courageous, true, human, inspiring.
Dear Torkin Wakefield, your contribution is such an inspiration for healing of wounds and pains! It leads to open up to perceiving the true state from a much wider perspective, the mind observing the mind, and the body, and all of cause and effect. It brought me on my way to healing, that´s how it feels now. Thank you very dearly for your article and the images you are able to convey through writing. Your work is pure inspiration. Thank you deeply.
Dear Torkin
As I read your submission this morning I had to smile at the point where you said, "An image arises in my mind of a pile of dark, broken bones held by the most radiant nest of bright and golden light. Staring at this image intently I realize that my “soul body” is holding my broken humanness."
I hope that my reaction doesn't offend you, it arose in me because just before reading your submission I was listening to and reading ( for what must be the thousandth time ) the ...
As I read your submission this morning I had to smile at the point where you said, “An image arises in my mind of a pile of dark, broken bones held by the most radiant nest of bright and golden light. Staring at this image intently I realize that my “soul body” is holding my broken humanness.”
I hope that my reaction doesn’t offend you, it arose in me because just before reading your submission I was listening to and reading ( for what must be the thousandth time ) the first exercise given in The Researches of Truth work which is called, “The Nine Divine Rays Exercise”.
The First Ray, The Divine Ray Number 1, ( and I provide the full text of the exercise below ) addresses this “radiant nest of bright and golden light” you experienced in fluent detail so I am intending to, hopefully, reinforce your healing progress by encouraging you apply the visualization suggested within the exercise.
I trust this will help you in you wish to decrease, or even terminate, the use of painkillers. I do know for a fact the the **divine intelligences** which are working to repair your broken hip, as well as heal all the others physical damages, will greatly appreciative of your direct attention to the Golden-While light of Divine Ray Number One. They will be rejoicing to be within it as they work within the company of your Soul!
You submission has a wonderful Spirit-Soul-Self presence within it and I hope you will up-date us with your progress and any additional experiences with that Divine Golden light.
Be Present and Be that Soul “Golden Number One”
EdS
PS Where I note **divine intelligences** , I am referring specifically to the Holy Archangels of the Elements, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel. These four work together to heal and maintain the human body as well as the Universe. This is good to know as it means your do not have to worry one bit , it means that they, together with your loving friends and family, are keeping you in good hands.
The DIVINE RAY Number One Exercise ( I am leaving the time make in to indicate this exercise must be done at a slow and relaxed pace )
Close your eyes… Relax, …………. breath deeply and comfortably
Slowly slowly….. You go deep of your being-ness… And you open the gates of the field of your consciousness………3:20… You go deep into silence and peace.
3:37…. Visualize a very bright sun with 9 rays. Nine divine rays… Of translucent colors…….. Like a rainbow.
The first divine ray In ….Golden – white light….. Flows over you, from above and baths you.
4:42… Giving you beneficial light that enlightens and energizes every sacred corner of your being. This light is pure like a newborn Soul. As the ray descends upon you and floods you it creates a triangle of gold and white light that enfolds you in its divine energy.
6:00. Breathe in deeply and slowly, slowly exhale……… In your mind visualize and create in front of you….. A golden number one…. On a strong firm base. This number symbolizes the idea, the highest principle,………. It symbolizes the soul……… That comes to incarnate on earth.
7;47… This divine ray contains, within itself, all the power and the integrity, which is needed by an incarnated human being. It is the ray of absolute being-ness… The Divine part of its divinity…..
It is the light of your own soul. Your innermost self. 9:10 Is the strength of the power within you.
9:40…. It is the seed that carries the support quality of perfect creation, of what we call “man” in his Divine form. …10:16… It is the Golden-white Divine Ray Number One, coming from the world of ideas.
10:45 … Dive deep into your consciousness………… In that part of your consciousness……….. Where the truth is. The all-knowing truth, the truth that knows all about you.
11:25…. Breathe deeply,…….. You, being the soul number one…… Ask your present-day personality………….. who is this creature within me that experiences fear?……. the creature that is sadistically enclosed within itself……. Who is this creature that flinches at each step…………. The creature that is lazy………. And that does not have the courage to have its own opinion concerning the truth.
Who is this creature that loses good opportunities in life……… What is it that egotistically torturing me? And isolates me from my divine origin? And purpose?
Let the Golden-white Divine Ray Number One flow over you and guard your being ……. Listen…. To the pan universal melody of the soul within you which says…. My beloved child….. You have self-sufficiency…………. Life…….. Creative power……. Self-control……………. Independence……… You are a Holy Monad….. Which contains everything…………. And from which everything emanates within you………16:00…… You have the willpower to express yourself…….. To express immunity in the worlds of existence…………. Discover all these things within yourself………… And live happily…………. You have always my blessings.
17:10 breath deeply…………. Slowly ….slowly…come back and feel yourself in your material body again.
17:58 End Divine Ray 1
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