Yesterday I was out surfing and got hit in the face with my surfboard. It was a really hard hit and nearly got knocked unconcious. After the hit I came to the surface, put my hand over my face which was covered in blood and did a check to make sure I still had all my teeth which I did. Then I climbed back on my board and hoped a wave would surf me in as I was in shock and unable to get myself into shore.
A stranger had been watching from shore and saw that I needed help and came out into the water and helped me get back in. He undid my leg rope and carried my board to my car. This gesture brought me to tears. I needed help and someone was there. Someone I didn’t even know. It made me realize that is what is important. Helping a stranger. Being the kind of person that does that is more important than being the best surfer in the lineup. This act of kindness meant the world to me.
Luckily a friend was visiting that I met at a yoga workshop. She drove me to accident and emergency and I got strait in. Three stiches were put in my lip and no broken nose.
I always believe these things happen for a reason. The reasons I have come up with are:
- Slow down. Being hurt is forcing me to chill out
- Realize the importance of helping people
- Reaching out and helping a stranger
- The impermanence of life- Things happen fast- I could have been knocked out, drown, lost all my teeth in that split second…but I didn’t –
- Gratitude for my teeth, health and that the worst didn’t happen
- I am taken care of – Angels come out of no where
- Being able to laugh at myself instead of taking it all too seriously
Today I am grateful for the kindness of strangers, and getting knocked down for whatever doesn’t kill me makes me stronger.
Being held down, covered up, layers, fighting for freedom, air, anything is possible, it’s not my time to go yet, thank you for clarity, grace, humility, the power of kindness, I am ok.