You'll be surprised to know how far you can go from the point where you thought it was the end.
Top left photo: A photo of me unable to breathe, eat and drink supported by machines and drips to keep my body alive. *between the top two photos I had the worst day of my life.
It was the day I was put into a wheelchair for the first time. For the first time in nearly two months I saw my reflection. But it was not me.
I saw a razor thin young, weak man, completely lost in his bulky wheelchair. There was a tube in his throat helping him breath and he could not move.
I had lost 4 stone (25kg) and was not the man I once was. I was scared, and suddenly, when I got back to my room everything, the magnitude of my helplessness hit me. I broke down. The reality of how the rest of my life would be, had been shown to me in that reflection.
I cried into my mums comforting shoulder, just wanting to be able to hug her, AND I COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT!
That day I continually broke down again, with uncontrollable tears saying over and over 'Why me? Why me?'
As hard as it was, it was a day I needed. A day in which all my fears and helplessness could be released through my tears. Tears tell the truth. It was at this point in my life that I thought to myself,
There is no point being sad or angry, I have no one to blame for what has happened. I may as well just get on with it. Being challenged in life is inevitable, but being defeated is optional.* Top right photo: My first day home. In a wheelchair that needed a high back to support me, a chest strap because I had no ability to balance and armrests for even more support. But I was working hard to push myself to do as much always focusing on what I could do.
The bottom two photos are me now painting with my mouth and me sitting with my artwork and wearing my artwork.
My movement may not be hugely different from those early days but that doesn't matter. I can still push myself to stay as strong as possible. I may not be able to use my hands to create my art but we have to accept and adapt to life's challenges.
When we think about training we usually think about the body.
People do thousands of reps to make their abs strong because they want to feel good, attract a mate or become more fit for playing sports.
But what about the mind?
The mind controls the body.
So if we want to feel good, attract a mate, play sports or succeed in business it’s just as important to make our mind as strong and efficient as our body.
Comment YES below if you agree and/or comment with 1 activity you can do today to strengthen your mind.
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El espejo de bolsillo
Tantas miles de veces por minuto
la luz de los faroles se apaga.
Concebí un método con el que esto puede enseñarse
a quienes desconocen los hechos de la luz.
Tomando el espejo de bolsillo, captura el reflejo
de la hilera de lámparas. Aquita el espejo. Así. ¿Ves estas franjas negras que se alternan con el amarillo?
Son barras de oscuridad real que no pueden percibirse a simple vista.
Para desengañar a la visión se requiere un instrumento imparcial como un espejo.
Los sentidos humanos jamás dicen la verdad si pueden ceñirse a una mentira fácil. ¿Tigres merodeando? ¿Alquitrán embarrado en mantequilla? ¿El Señor Oscuridad
en su uniforme de sargento? ¿Un gato negro en una cama de queso?
¿Plumas de jilguero? ¿Barro y cipreses? ¿Un sándwich de Cielo e Infierno?
¿Orugas serpenteando a lo largo de la calle
nutriéndose de la oscuridad para mutar en mariposas matinales? ¿Qué más puedo decir aparte de que estás lleno de mentiras?
Balbuceas sobre el polen solar, un apuro de miel
de tulipanes negros, repites que sabes
cuando es claro que ignoras los hechos de la luz
y pretendes continuar así. ¡Espera! Regrésame el espejo de bolsillo. Si se rompiera, ¡no tendría una visión clara, sí siete años de mala suerte!