Amy’s Story
| I have
sort of an interesting story of my own. Several years ago, probably
2004, I kept having dreams that I was going to be in an accident.
I told this to somebody, as the dreams really scared me. I did
what she told me to do and that was to pray for what I wanted from the
“accident”. . . if I must be in that “accident”. So I did.
I prayed for my body to not be mangled and to feel no pain. I had
never been in an accident before and therefore didn't really know what
else to pray for. ;-) A few weeks later, I broke my foot. Interestingly enough, my foot only hurt one day, and it hurt bad. . . the day that I went to a very popular “sports medicine” doctor and he told me I would have to have surgery. I would need a pin put in my foot, cast, then walking boot, then physical therapy. . . and I would probably never be able to use my foot the same way again. Certainly some of my regular yoga poses would be out of the question. After that, I kept having nightmares about the surgery. Long story short. . . or maybe a short story long. . . I found an “alternative doctor” who said that my foot would heal just fine without the surgery. Sure enough it did. I chose not to have surgery and I was walking weeks before the cast would have been scheduled to come off. I'm walking normally and have been able to do all of my regular yoga poses. I learned a lot of things from that whole incident. . . the most important one being “always follow your intuition”. Also, 2 years ago, I kept having dreams that I was going to blow out my knee. sure enough I did, about a month or two after those dreams. On that one, I forgot to pray for no pain. and it hurt like hell. I had no forewarning about breaking my hand last summer. Other than I “had” to go hiking that day. I guess it's all good, because it's a main reason how Alex and I got to dating. He carried my tray for me and cut up my food every single day for lunch and dinner since I only had one hand. . . .we've been together ever since. Would we have started dating had I not broke my hand? Who knows. But I am thankful for that particular “accident”. Amy Welchez
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