That has to be one of the best quotes I have seen in a long time. I wish I said it first, but it is by George Eliot. But what a profound meaning to this. It is never too late, so never, ever give up. When I heard this quote, I first thought of Henry Ford, of the Ford automobile fame. Did you know that Henry Ford was broke at the age of 40? Now to some of you, 40 sounds like the good old days (at least it does to me) and to others 40 seems like the distant future. But it goes to show you how you never know when you are going to start on the path to lead you to “what you might have been”.
My mother-in-law started her career at the age of 65. Her husband, my father-in-law developed Alzheimer’s Disease. She devoted her life to helping him through his final years and then started a Alzheimer’s support group in Montreal. She has since helped raise all kinds of money to fight this disease and along the way has made so many new friends that help fill her life with meaning. She is now over 90 years old and she just won’t slow down. There is always one more meeting to attend, one more job that needs attention…
Do you know anyone who became “what they might have been” when most people would just give up? I know there are a lot of great examples out there that we can use to inspire us to greater heights. Lets share, n’est pas?
Dr Tony
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Hi Tony,
I like your quote, “It is never too late, so never, ever give up.” Well, over a decade ago, I almost gave up… I almost took my life because the despair and sadness that I experienced ever since I was a young child was too much to bear. I had fought against it tenaciously, but I had no more fight left.
In my darkest hour and unbeknownst to me, my inner spirit was mysteriously tuned to the subtle messages the universe was sending to me. I remember sitting by the river for hours with my legs dangling in the water. I was scanning the water calculating how far I would have to swim before I found a strong current that would pull me under. Magically, a soft breeze gently rolled in over the water. It felt like someone was caressing my right cheek with the back of his hand, strongly encouraging me to calm down. I stayed by the water for a few more hours until I decided that this was not the place since the river was too shallow and the current not strong enough.
Heading back up the hill, I was determined to look for another spot downstream. I started my car, but when I pressed the accelerator, the car wouldn’t budge. Flooring the accelerator, I finally got the car to move. Approaching the entrance to the main road, I was thinking that if I turned left, I would continue to look for the “right” spot, but if I turned right, I would be heading home. As I was about to move the fingers on my left hand to engage the left turn signal, my eyes were blasted by a vision… several kilometers down the road, my brakes would lockup, my car would cross the centre line, and I would be in a head-on collision with a white car, killing a middle-aged female driver instantly. I would end up in the ditch with only bruises and scratches.
The vision was so graphic, I knew that I could never forgive myself for causing someone else’s death, so I turned right instead and headed home. Remembering the feeling of my brakes locking up in that vision, I took my car for servicing the next day where I was told by the serviceman that the calipers of my brakes were sticking… my brakes needed to be serviced. “Unusual”, I thought, since my brakes had been working just fine until the previous day when I was having a hard time getting the car to move.
I was fortunate to meet you a while later. After my first visit, I knew you would be a very special healer on a physical, emotional, and most important for me, spiritual level.
In the ensuing years as my spirit grew stronger through the healing I received from you and Marcelle, I realized that my depression had a purpose. I felt that by sharing my story of my recovery from depression, I could help others who were in the same predicament.
An example that sticks in my mind was when I took a course called “Applied Suicide Intervention Skills”. As a person who had previously been suicidal, I was able to answer participants’ questions as to whether the techniques we were learning in the course were effective for suicide intervention. My answer was a definite “yes”, the techniques did work.
What makes your healing so special for me is your intuitive approach. Your approach has released my own dormant intuitive skills, and has allowed me to discover and reveal my true inner self. My life is so full and vibrant now, I’m glad the universe told me in its own way “not to give up”, on that day by the river many years ago.
Thanks for that comment Francoise, it really says a lot about not giving up. Life is full of, well lets call them road bumps, and some of those bumps are mountains. It is easiest to give up, but I really think that life is about overcoming these “road bumps”, so we can learn and grow. Glad you turned right on the road.
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