I love to play baseball and I’ve played left field and third base in a mens’ 0ver-thirty-eight league for years. I’ve got a strong throwing arm (just ask the batters I’ve hit when my team has been forced to use me as a pitcher). It’s taken a toll on my throwing shoulder. And I needed it checked out.
Those of us in the league, by the way, often find it important to highlight that we’re not playing softball, but, instead, are playing “little league for old men”. 😉
I didn’t think I was claustrophobic. That is until I went into an MRI machine. Three minutes in and I was buzzing the technician, “Get me out of here! I do not want to do this!” (Click that link to Tweet it)
I Was Scared of the MRI Machine, Yet I Still Wanted to Play Baseball Again
Yet I needed the MRI. So what to do? Pretty simple, really.
- Go back
- Close my eyes before the technician puts me inside
- Imagine I’m out in an open field the whole time
That’s exactly what I did and it worked like a charm. Bear in mind that there was nothing different from one experience to the other except what was going on in my mind. My mind took control and dictated the experience my body had.
“So what?”, a sleepwalking person might say, “Tell me something I don’t know. Duh! That kind of thing happens all the time!”
Yet, why would we pass up the opportunity to celebrate something like this for the miracle it is? Once again, I proved to myself that I am not a victim and that life doesn’t happen “to” me. I am the one who decides the stories I tell about my life events; I choose the meaning and value I give to things. And I surrender that choice to nothing, and no one, unless I decide to. (Click that link to Tweet it)
And I will certainly not surrender those choices to an MRI machine! Not today anyway.
There Are Miracles and Connections Everywhere…All We Have to Do Is Be Open to Them
By the way, the results of my MRI showed that I have a torn labrum. And fluid leaking through the tear has caused a cyst, which is causing the bulk of my pain. In yet another smile-inducing illustration of the mind/body connection, when I learned that my pain was not being caused by a pulled muscle, but was, instead, being caused by a pocket of fluid pressing against a nerve, it suddenly hurt more. Nothing had changed from one day to the next except my awareness of my body – yet I could not deny that the pain was more intense.
And, because of that, I also could not deny a smile at yet another example of the unfolding miracle that is called being a human on the planet Earth.
And speaking of being a human, stay tuned to this website for more tips and techniques for using new paradigms from quantum physics to align your life with your desires…