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The path to Recovery from a Sprained Ankle

Today [6th November 2018] – Sprained my ankle…

After a few weeks of having sprained my ankle with a minor fracture, I felt my ability to be active in this world as I knew it, to be affected. The fear has come again to teach me how to deal with this process every day and how to accept and to keep accepting it as days go by.

I mean, there were days that I felt really tiny, alone and others very grateful to see kind gestures from people I knew less or nothing at all. That helped me tremendously when I couldn’t do much or go anywhere. There were those despite being far away, who helped with their love and support. Kept me inspired to continue to see/live a day at the time and still be able to smile.

The one person that could be there always watching over me all the time … was me and my consciousness.
Whilst absorbing and observing every moment, feeling all sorts of emotions and processing them. Yes! – this is the inner talk that goes and helps us grow internally.

And yet the time went by…. in recent days I have felt my inner self-pointing fingers at people again. A tiny amount of anger was residing inside because I couldn’t understand why people saw me in the house walking on crutches, not able to eat or rest properly because I needed to cook, do laundry and do other things. Needless to say that I was tired, exhausted both physically and mentally, from having to move back and forward just to do the tiniest routine.

Anger was building inside because I didn’t want to ask for help. I thought it would be a gesture that I would offer to others and that others would/could see my immediate struggle.

Superficially, I was angry at others but deep down I was angry about myself and this whole new experience. In moments like these I ponder, I surrender, sometimes I cry if I feel the need, and even be in silence to allow time to heal and to trust the Source Divine.

Today… Out of nowhere, I got help. I said nothing and simply got someone to help me with the dishes.

A few days ago, I got a client to help me send a return trip from home to the hospital and I cried by feeling grateful for it as well as feeling despaired because I would love to pay it back and just couldn’t for the time being.

Today, after yesterday’s first physio session here I am contemplating life – allowing me to breathe a bit more as I start to give my first steps with the two feet on the ground!

Feels good to be using my full body again. It will be good again I am sure!
Despite all the fear experienced I am not alone!

And you are not alone too, dear one!

Riva โค

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