My Healing Journey From Trauma To Spiritual Calling

Many years ago, a seemingly random accident changed the course of my life forever. As I traveled the country speaking to various corporate audiences in different cities, one fateful event brought about a profound change.

On that pivotal night, a woman arrived late for my presentation. While everyone was watching an introductory video, I asked her if she had filled out a raffle ballot. When I learned that she hadn’t, I offered to get it for her from the entrance to the hall.

Reaching the hallway doors meant walking between an audio speaker and the first table of guests. As I walked toward the exit doors, signaling to some in the audience that I would return shortly, I had no idea of the terrible events that were about to unfold.

Commercial audio speakers usually have a three-legged base, similar to a camera tripod, to keep the legs out of sight. But at this venue, the speakers had a different, wider type of base, with chrome spokes extending horizontally just above the floor, which the well-meaning organizers had hidden under black fabric. On my way to the doors, I tripped over one of those hidden metal bars!

The impact was severe – I dislocated my shoulder, breaking the bone into four pieces, shattered my knee, and my foot, caught in the fabric, twisted upside down over the bar. The resulting whiplash jammed my head to the left and slightly upward, immobilizing my entire left side.

Sometimes in tragedy we find our life’s purpose — the eye sheds a tear to find its focus ~Robert Brault

The Hospital Presence Of Spirit

Upon arrival at the hospital, an emergency room doctor borrowed my phone to capture an image of my shoulder x-ray, foreseeing its importance for future specialists. The injury, dislocating a shoulder and breaking the bone simultaneously, was exceptionally rare. Following my transfer to a hospital room, a nurse gathered more information, and two business associates remained with me until the early morning hours.

However, amidst the physical pain and all the medical procedures, I became aware of a fourth presence — a mysterious figure in the room. This unknown man, walking behind me, seemed immersed in contemplation, with head bowed and hands clasped behind his back. Puzzled by his lack of involvement in my care, it wasn’t until the next day, before my first surgery, that I got a better look at the room. The head of the hospital bed was close to the wall, and the corner of the room was full of medical equipment. There was absolutely no room for anyone to stand behind me!

I later realized that a guardian angel or one of my spirit guides had been by my side throughout this arduous ordeal. Little did I know the extent to which spirit would aid me in the ensuing months.

Helping Fellow Patients Cross Over

The initial trauma set the stage for a series of challenging medical procedures and recoveries. From arriving at the hospital on a Friday night, to foot surgery on Saturday, to a complicated shoulder surgery that was delayed until a specialist returned on Sunday, the following months unfolded with unexpected challenges. My intercity transfer, complicated by bureaucratic issues, was followed by delays, and the overcrowded conditions of the hospital tested my inner strength.

In the midst of the chaos, a friend’s timely assistance and admission to the hospital revealed a potentially life-threatening situation due to skyrocketing blood pressure. More than one angel showed up for me in those times!

The subsequent hospital stay, marked by a night in the hallway and a transfer to the renal unit (the only ward where they had room), proved to be a unique opportunity for me to connect with Spirit through the impending death of two fellow patients. I had to repeatedly alert the medical staff when these two patients were in distress. Within a week or two of my arrival, both women passed on to spirit.

Their families later thanked me for my kindness to their relatives. What they didn’t know was that in addition to alerting the nursing staff, I had also been sending love and light to the two ladies on an ongoing basis, and I had been working with Spirit to provide transition assistance to ease their passing. Reflecting on these experiences later, I realized that my painful accident had at least one worthy purpose – to be of service to others as a spiritual wayshower and rescue medium.

Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit ~ Napoleon Hill

A Message Of Divine Intervention

The severity of my injuries required extended care, resulting in a three-month stay in a nursing home for recuperation. On my first day there, a wonderful woman came to my room with a message from Spirit. She was a member of the cleaning staff and asked me point-blank why I thought I was there. Seeing my confusion, she answered her own question by telling me that I looked like a workaholic to her, so she felt that my accident had been sent to slow me down and wake me up to my true calling. I then had to acknowledge the imbalance in my life caused by excessive work hours and constant travel.

Although I was unable to focus much on my spirituality in the early stages of my recovery due to strong pain medication, a subtle realization dawned – the presence of spirit friends continued to offer me support and protection even in the absence of my active involvement. As my health gradually improved, I became increasingly aware of Spirit communicating with me, leading me to the inner realization that I had been called to serve Spirit many years ago, but had chosen to pursue my mainstream career instead. “You are to speak to spiritualist gatherings, not corporate audiences,” Spirit said.

Released from the nursing home after three months, I began the next phase of my recovery journey, which included further surgeries and physical therapy. The intense regimen, including sessions with various surgeons and physical therapists, was designed to restore my physical abilities. While I worked diligently to rebuild my body and regain my strength, the subtle presence of my spirit guides remained evident. They were the same “invisible playmates” of my childhood, only they were never imaginary!

With Spirit there to comfort and protect me, not even solemn warnings from surgeons about possible future medical procedures could overshadow the gratitude I felt for the progress of my recovery and the new spiritual doors that were opening for me. Throughout, Spirit reassured me that all would be well, and over time I focused more and more of my attention on prayer, meditation, and self-healing work, rather than worrying about potential setbacks and hurdles to my recovery.

Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are ~ Arthur Golden

Embracing My Spiritual Calling

Despite the many uncertainties in the months that followed, Spirit’s unwavering guidance provided reassurance and comfort. The initial accident, traumatic as it was, in the end served a higher purpose – forcing a necessary slowdown and prompting a reevaluation of my priorities.

The loss of a corporate job that required constant travel became an opportunity to finally embrace my spiritual calling. What we tend to think of as terrible accidents, misfortunes, disasters, or bad luck are usually synchronicities, spiritual awakenings, karmic opportunities, or divine interventions. It is just very difficult to see this truth in the moment.

I still speak to large audiences, but these days at various Spiritualist churches, sharing messages from loved ones at Sunday services, “all-medium” nights, healing and meditation events, and special fundraising events. Over the years, I have given thousands of messages in church services, at various gatherings and events, and in private and small group readings in my home. As devastating and traumatic as my accident was, it ultimately became a pathway to serve Spirit full-time and make a difference in the lives of many.

The difficult journey to physical healing and personal truth, filled with unexpected twists and turns and at times excruciating pain, would not have been possible without the constant presence and reassurance of my guides. Ultimately, my continued commitment to helping others through spiritual guidance and healing remains a testament to the transformative power of Spirit to guide us through life’s challenges toward our soul’s purpose and highest good.