Nurture Your Spirit

Nurture your spirit, huh?  How the hell does one do that when your spirit withered away?  This was exactly what happened to me.  My spirit disappeared when I was introduced to disability.  From my first fall, poof, away it went.

I never thought about this until much later, but my spirit didn’t disappear, it re-connected to each new experience I had.  From the time I fell from bed, crawling to the bathroom, sliding down the stairs, from each new wobbling step I took, and each fall.  Everything I went through, and still go through, has been forming within me a new spirit, one of accepting myself just as I am.  My secret to a stronger, most magnificent spirit.  

I believe our spirit evolves from change.  From yesterday’s experiences to those just moments ago.  Each led me to right now, to a spirit of loving life, and myself.  Some changes came almost unnoticed, some took me by surprise, some I wondered what took them so long to get here. 

My physical change, my direction, dreams, and how to take my next step set my spirit on a journey of growth in areas I had no idea existed.  Some places I didn’t like, but I had to step through them to begin building a path, although crooked, to move on and gather strength and keep building. 

When I realized how my new experiences were building a stronger spirit, I stopped lagging behind and kept to my path, still crooked, but better.  In fact, being crooked accommodates my wobbling walk better.  When thinking about this, my path will always be crooked.  That’s how the spirit grows, one day on point, the next on a newly discovered direction. 

Everything is hard work, but my spirit keeps pushing me to search for more, there’s so much more for me to find.  So much more to lead my spirit on a journey of soaring among the amazing life I live.  

All this is due to my introduction to disability.  See, it is the best thing that ever happened to me.