This experience has changed my life. I can tell my story to those who need to hear it, giving them hope that we can heal our own bodies with a little effort, persistence and belief.
Background
I love horses and riding them, having had the privilege of owning a farm in my early 20s with my x-husband. Unfortunately after I separated from my husband at aged 25, I moved back to the Illawarra coast, to be near my family. My horse-riding reduced to weekend rides, whenever I could get the chance at a riding school near Kiama.
In April 1991, I was out riding with my friend in a small group but being well experienced my friend and I were getting a little bored with the slow pace of the other riders. We were wanting to have a nice canter but unfortunately my friend thought I was racing her. Actually I was trying to pull my horse up, as I didn’t know the way or terrain in that particular area. The fence line was getting close, knowing I couldn’t jump a fence I left turned my horse, we went over a 1-2 metre drop. Both my friend and I fell off our horses. I hit my head (not wearing a helmet) and she sprained her wrist. Horses were ok, as far as I’m aware.
Next minute I was hearing the ambulance officer asking me questions, then I passed out, didn’t wake up for 18 hours. I was transported to Nowra Hospital, air lifted to Sydney Hospital with a neurosurgeon on board.
My eyes opened up in ICU, with the most beautiful smiling faces looking at me, my brother, John and his wife, Evelyne. I don’t remember anything in-between falling off the horse and opening my eyes in ICU… complete blackout. A worrying time for my family and friends.
Diagnosis
I was moved into a ward for recovery. This is when I was informed by the neurosurgeon the severity of my head injury but also whilst scanning my head they found a benign brain tumour, the size of a golf ball. The neurosurgeon assured me that after 6 to 8 weeks of healing my head injury, I will be able to book in to have my brain tumour removed. For me, the understanding of having my head opened and someone cutting a tumour off my brain was a frightening thought. I had no sense of smell (which also means I could not taste anything). This was for at least a month after the accident.
Pro-active Healing Journey
I discharged self from hospital a little early, less than a week. I was a fighter (couldn’t sit still and I was training for my first bodybuilding competition). Over the next 6 to 8 weeks I had weekly EEG (electroencephalogram) that detects electrical activity in the brain, using small metal discs (electrodes) that are attached all over the scalp.
Visualisation
I was introduced to visualisation techniques by my house-mate who was a Naturopath and a beautiful work-colleague well before my horse-riding accident and tumour diagnosis. During my EEG and whenever I was thinking about my brain health, I started visualising specific images within my brain with the purpose of self-healing. I imagined the EEG wiring as jumper lead ribbons from point to point being pink in colour with naked cupid babies sliding along these ribbons, holding pink balloons. Is that weird imagery? Purposefully visualising this every-time I was under the EEG detection or when I was lying still and resting.
Sound
Work, play and gym was difficult in the first few weeks post recovery to the head injury as I was really dosed up on epileptic drugs, as I’d had a seizure immediately after hitting my head. So being home, I would play my favourite music, lying next to the speakers, with my ears nearly touching them. This was more than just listening to great music, I was feeling the vibrations of the beats and rhythms through my head. Feeling great music will raises our bodies’ vibrations, which aids the healing process. I didn’t know this at the time, it just seemed to calm me.
Spiritual Distant Healing
Adding to the visualisation my great aunts, their spiritual leader and congregation were sending distant healing prayers to me every week from their Spiritual Church in England. My family and friends were adding to this their prayers of hope, which I’m eternally grateful.
Eight Weeks Later
As requested I went to get more scans of my brain, to assess the head injury and check on the brain tumour, for surgery. I diligently got my second lot of scans and queried the radiographer, he let it slip that he couldn’t see any tumour. I rushed an urgent appointment with my neurosurgeon.
Within days I was at his clinic in Sydney, the neurosurgeon looked at my new scans, he was gob-smacked. He showed me the old scans, pointing to the tumour, saying “this is a benign tumour, I know what they look like, I take them out all the time”. The neurosurgeon explained how the radiographer had taken extra slicing images of my brain looking for the tumour. I was asked what have I been doing since I left hospital?… as above, visualisation, sound and distant healers’ prayers (and went back to gym training, a little wobbly, but with intent)!
That was 29 years ago. I hope my story gives you a wider perspective and awareness on how our bodies can heal using various natural methods. 🙂
