Personal Narrative: I Believe In Healing

A time I had to overcome adversity in my life was when I became injured during the middle of cheer tryouts. At the time I was very passionate about competitive cheer, and my goal was to make the junior five team. When I got to tryouts everyone was tumbling, stunting and doing the dance routine. My adrenaline was pumping as I went to warm up my tumbling and throw a roundoff, back handspring, layout. I was determined to accomplish this for tryouts and impress my coach, but I was still very nervous. As I was running into the roundoff back handspring, I knew something was bound to go wrong. The next thing I knew I was in the middle of the air and suddenly landed on my knees, with my ankle twisted under me. My face got bright

But then one day he got extremely sick and we tried to help him to get better but he just got worse to the point that he had stopped eating and could barely move and my dad knew that we had to put him down so that he wouldn’t be in any more pain. But I kept trying to tell my dad that he would

My personal goals are centered on healing. In this world of decreasing resources and increasing and ever diverse populations, there are unmet needs, confusions, and misunderstandings—the very stuff of conflicts and wars. It has been my experience and observation that what the world (and especially me) needs most is a transformation that involves healing, which I believe can lead to a greater measure of peace. That is to say, I have come from a heritage that is troubled with addictions and the abuse and generational cycles of violence that so often accompany addictions. However, I am a survivor, and I continually strive to go forward healing from this past. In time, I came to acknowledge my need for skills in conflict transformation and peace

I feel a sense of calmness wash over me. My thoughts are peaceful and positive. I am confident and capable. I sleep a deep, healing sleep. I wake in the morning refreshed and renewed.

On June 27th, 2016, I severely fractured my tibia, fibula, and ankle after an approximate 20-foot climbing fall. It was the worst injury in my outdoor athletic career. The following four months since the accident consisted of surgery, immobilization, rehabilitation, and ultimately returning to sporting fitness. I was told the damage was so bad that I might have a permanent limp, which would effectively end climbing, skiing, and running. The toughest part is to admit you yourself that you made a mistake and it has the potential to affect an athletic and outdoor lifestyle. I didn’t have a lot of hope after the accident, but over the course of the recovery, I grew stronger, not only in body, but in mind as well. Injury and

At this time we don’t have a status on his medical condition. We will continue to follow this story as it develops.

This experience has matured me and to not take any relationships or people for granted. When I went to the hospital that he was at and I saw him lying in the bed I wanted to ask a million questions but all I said was “Do you know what happened to you?” and he simply replied with “yes, I had a seizure.” It baffled me how a ten year old knew that he was having a seizure. He said that at first he thought he wasn’t having a seizure and he thought that the couch was trying to eat him. Before he had the seizure I thought that he was just this annoying kid that just so happened to be related to me, regardless of that I still loved him, but I think that having this experience has made me view life and how people are in a completely

To this day, I definitely had red flags. I do not have evidence that he does not have cancer. I don’t have any evidence that he

I didn’t even know if he was still breathing, I couldn’t help him if he was breaking, he couldn’t cry in my arms like he did when he was younger, I felt completely useless.

He has been wanting to go to the doctor for a while now. I haven’t been the same lately and everyone has noticed.

some machinery and he ended up being in the ICU for two weeks. The doctor had ordered for

We told them no and within a few hours he was stable and looking better than ever. Unfortunately day and a half later things turned back for the worse but to think we would have unplugged him before it was really time really shook my decision making and moral being.

After suffering the past four years from multiple concussions with limited help, you begin to feel that recovering is just about impossible. I have essentially been at the same recovery level the past four years with only small improvements in my well-being. The Doctors I had gone to in the past were very limited in what they could do for me. Until rcently if you asked me if I ever felt I would be able to fully recovery from my concussions the answer would be, no. This answer completely changed after returning from Cerebrum Health Centers in Dallas, Texas. I was very fortunate to have come across Cerebrum when I was looking for information for my website. Shortly after I had found out about the Brain Center I was on a plane to Dallas to go

For my 28-day experiential exercise I was determined to renounce sweets and pastries. I have been trying to lose weight for some time, which I have been successful, however I gave up sweets id loose much more weight. I have been able to lose a substantial amount of weight but it has taken me some time. But, because I love sweets, it had become impossible for me to reach my goal. Before starting this experiment, I would say that I was addicted to sweets such as pastries, macarons, milk-shakes, ice creams, and cake.

It was September 2014; our family received some depressing news. My uncle was in his mid- seventies and he has been on many of different medications for the past twenty years. He has had some minor issues before but nothing to this extent. He was experiencing stomach pains and wasn’t feeling right. Little did we know that this time he would be spending more than a couple days in the hospital.