Recently, I have had some very powerful reminders that I am (we are) ALWAYS right where I need to be doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing. I had been doubting my journey, and in true Universe fashion, I was shown that I need not doubt where I am in my life, the decisions I’ve made, and the decisions that I continue to make.
The most powerful of these examples happened on Sunday, 11/11/18. Now, as a background for this particular Sunday, my son and I had decided on Friday that we’d skip drum circle on Sunday night. This detail is important because had our plans been to go, then I would have ignored my desire to get outside for a walk in one of my favorite nature spots earlier in the day. When I arrived at said spot, the parking lot was completely full, which has caused me to abandon the plan entirely in the past and go home. I usually go into nature for the quiet solitude. But on this day I decided to stay anyway, and I found a spot on the side of the road to park. My original plan for this day was to find my way to my favorite downed tree to meditate. In wanting to make full use of the powerful energy of 11/11/11 (2018=11), I planned to meditate for a full hour. Well, by the time I made it to the tree, the air had become California chilly and everything was lit up by the golden hour of sun that comes shortly before sundown. So, I climbed up the tree’s large patchy-barked trunk and made my way to a spot to sit and opted to have a snack instead. I sat there happily basking in the glowing light of the moment.
I had heard kids playing nearby, and as I ate my snack, I listened as their laughter turned to screams for help. I looked over and saw a boy lying on the ground. They were close. I left my stuff and quickly ran over to them. My heart sank as I heard what turned out to be a young boy of 11 yelling for help and screaming “Why am I bleeding?” and “I want my Mom!”. He had apparently fallen from a concrete bridge about 7 to 8 feet high onto the firm ground of the dry wash below. He was wearing a dark hoodie and had blood on his hands and head. I immediately introduced myself and told him that I was a nurse and asked if I could check him out to see where he was bleeding from. He was OK with it, so I begin asking him questions to see if he’s alert and oriented, and right away, I found a gash on the back of his head about an inch long. I began holding pressure on it with the boy’s hood, while I told him that the blood was coming from a cut on his head and that cuts on our heads bleed a lot and make it look worse than it actually is. My words calmed him down. There was another boy present, and I asked him where their parents were and told the other boy to go get them. He told me that someone else had already ran to the house nearby to get them. I kept holding pressure and calming the young boy down while I also tried to assess him physically and verbally to see if he had any other injuries.
Luckily, the parents came shortly after, and one at a time, so I was able to calm each of them down separately. I took his pulse and respirations while I had his Dad time them, never letting up on putting pressure on his wound. The bleeding appeared to stop. His pulse was fine, but his respirations were a bit high and beads of sweat began to form on the bridge of his nose and across his cheeks. His Mom asked me what they should do. I told them I didn’t think he should walk any distance just to play it safe, and had them call an ambulance. With the gash on his head and knowing he fell 7 to 8 feet and likely hit his head on the way down, I didn’t want to risk him losing consciousness in his parents car on the way to the hospital. I couldn’t tell how much blood he had lost in the dark hoodie he wore, and all he wanted to do was lie down. I had him sort of sitting up and resting his weight on me, so that I could hold pressure to his head, keep his head elevated above his heart, and prevent his wound from lying in the dirt. More adults appeared. His Dad and another man carried him out of the wash, up the steep, sandy bank, and to their house not far away. I grabbed my stuff and stayed close. When we got to the house, the ambulance was just pulling into their driveway. I told the boy he was going to be just fine and that he was going to get to go for a really cool ride in an ambulance. He asked me if I could stay with him, but I told him that his parents would be going with him, and his Mom jumped into the front seat of the ambulance. The boy’s Dad got my phone number and his Mom texted me later that night to tell me that he had ended up with 6 staples to his head and a sling for his arm. I checked on him again the next day and his Mom said he was doing ok and was home resting.
What a relief. My Mom and nurse heart could finally relax. Without thinking about it consciously, I am sure that I gave that boy Reiki that day, which helped him remain so calm. I think it’s part of why he felt like he wanted me to stay with him on the way to the hospital. Reiki tends to get activated when people or situations are calling for help.
As I walked away from their house that evening, the adrenaline from the situation started to dissipate, and I began to cry. I have never had to use my nursing knowledge out in public like that before. I have a background in field biology which means that I’ve taken several wilderness first aid classes in the past. I have experience in the hospital working with kids on a pediatric unit and have had training on how to respond to a code white (the pediatric equivalent of a code blue). But, I did not have prior experience putting my skills to use in an acute trauma situation. I realize now that nothing could have prepared me for that moment, yet everything in my whole life had prepared me for that moment. I can’t tell you how much that whole scenario was lined up for me to be there, at the exact right time. If I had still been working in the hospital, I would have likely been working that Sunday, because I used to work every weekend. If I had a schedule full of Reiki and Joy Coaching clients that day, I would have been working and not there! It ALL lined up for me to be there!!! Right down to the things that filled the first part of my day, and placed me there a bit later than I would have preferred.
As humans, we can say that we believe in the divine timing of the Universe. We can say that everything happens for a reason. But it is another thing entirely to truly internalize those truths and just KNOW them to be true. Sometimes I question things. Sometimes when I can’t see the full picture, I begin to have doubts. It’s a normal part of being human. But as I stood in the shower that night, the beauty and truth of the divine timing of EVERYTHING in life hit me and I just felt a renewed sense of awe of this amazing Universe we live in. A rush of comfort poured over me for that message from the Universe that I am always right where I need to be. Everything I have experienced and am experiencing is being divinely guided for my highest good and for the highest good of those who cross my path. Always.
I felt so incredibly grateful for the message of reassurance that came through this experience. I hope that in reading this, you’re able to trust your own journey and the divine timing of things in your own life more. We are always being taken care of and we are always in the right place at the right time, it’s just that some instances don’t always make it as obvious as others. Sometimes, being taken care of means that we’re placed in very challenging situations that are meant to grow us through pain, which doesn’t always feel very divine as it is happening. Trust your journey. The world needs you. We all need each other.
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