In 2010 my parents offered me a free holiday to Vietnam to attend a Universal Medicine retreat. I was 21 at the time and the alternative was to stay home and mind the dog; which is what I did the previous year and it was nothing to write home about especially when I saw the shopping my parents and sister unveiled on their return. Now before I go any further, I feel to say that preceding this invitation there had a been a number of changes in the household. My parents had started taking much more care of what, how and when they ate; they had both reduced alcohol intake, if not stopped drinking altogether; they spent far more time connecting with one another and they appeared more vital and joyful both within themselves but also in life. Although these are all good things…to me they were still changes and I didn’t know if I was on board with them yet and was somewhat suspicious of the retreat.
Of course not being a fool, I agreed to the free holiday, but clarified I would be shopping and sitting by the pool and that I didn’t want to attend the retreat. You see I didn’t need to attend this retreat; I wasn’t searching for life’s answers, I didn’t have any massive life crisis or health scare. Life felt pretty complete to me. I was studying while working full time, had plenty of friends, enjoyed partying – I was living a normal and very comfortable life!
On arriving at the hotel I was informed that there was an afternoon tea by the river where the attendees could do a meet and greet…Suddenly feeling a little out of my depth I decided to stay close to my father and endured meeting strangers and engaging in surface chit chat.
The next morning there was a session of gentle Esoteric Yoga followed by breakfast. I planned to give this a go and then venture out to commence my shopping bonanza. After the yoga I moved promptly to breakfast in order to avoid the congestion of chatting stragglers. As I waited in line, suddenly I started to feel a little dizzy, my eyes started to squint and I became a little clammy. I knew these sensations well, as I fainted often when I was a child. Looking desperately for a family member, I moved myself away from the line knowing that I needed to get outside. I didn’t make it and proceeded to collapse head first into the concrete dining floor. In my completely passed out state, I went into rather a euphoric dream where I was the 5th member of Sex and the City, drinking cosmopolitan cocktails in a stretch limo. Meanwhile it was reported that I was slowly going from white to blue and my body was convulsing. My father reports that he was extremely concerned and was about to move into action by calling emergency services.
It was at this time that Serge Benhayon came and held my head. Although I was in a dream- like space, something happened to me where I could connect that I had temporarily stopped breathing and needed to pull myself away from the dream-like space and back to consciousness. With a gasp of air, I woke up and found myself looking up at the strangers I had endured the evening before, but also realising that I had wet myself and feeling extremely self-conscious and shaky. My mother took me up to my room to shower and rest. I accepted Serge’s offer of Sacred Esoteric Healing on my head where I had a nasty lump from the impact of the fall. Clearly I was not fit to go out and shop and feeling rather vulnerable, I lay at the back of the retreat letting the retreat teachings wash over me as I nursed my head (and ego).
Within a few hours I was feeling much better but interestingly enough I was also lapping up the retreat. The attitude and resistance that I had been experiencing had completely dissolved: pen to notepad, I was vigorously making notes and ‘couldn’t possibly’ miss a minute of the teachings!
I returned home and my life changed dramatically. I realised that although my life was comfortable, it wasn’t engaging. I had a new thirst to find purpose in life, to be of service and to build a body that was made of love.
My old life appeared a little boring and my relationships were not evolving. I came back to Australia newly committed to life and have since then qualified with my masters in psychotherapy, lost 20 kilograms, cured all symptoms of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (with which I had been diagnosed a few years earlier).
I have more vitality and energy, more loving and meaningful relationships and a keen thirst to keep forever evolving.