I had a little surgery today.
And… in those first few minutes of consciousness, a wave of gratitude and inner peace overwhelmed my entire nervous system. Almost to the point of tears. All I could think of was capturing this precious slice of life.
When was the last time you had one of those moments?
Seems like a rather personal share for my second blog post on “Everyday Inner Peace,” but I try not to argue with inspiration. And, I am lying flat on my back. What else is a girl to do?
Turns out the surgery was VERY worthwhile.
I had Stage II Endometriosis, which via laparoscopic surgery, they zapped off. They also removed a polyp and drained a cyst — creating a much happier environment for a fertilized egg to implant and grow into a baby some day. Very productive day if you ask me!
Tummy is a bit sore, mostly from the inside out. Not a good day for a round of sit-ups, or sitting upright. But, all is well.
My last moment of consciousness was right after I scooted onto the operating table in the surgery room. Then, POOF! “Lights out.” This must be what time travel will be like.
Now imagine, I’m in the post-op recovery room lying on the gurney, nestled under a blanket. The IV is dripping. As I “came to” with a fuzzy mind, an automatic flood of emotion had me smiling on the inside AND the outside. The nurses might’ve thought it was the drugs. Little did they know…
I was having an “inner peace moment.”
You know those moments, where you were simply overwhelmed with gratitude? The kind that has you noticing the tiny details and the every single element leading up to THIS moment?
Gratitude for being awake and alive. You know, not everyone IS alive or awake. After being unconscious for 90 minutes, it’s nice to come back.
Gratitude for the countless hours and years of training my doctor, anesthesiologist and all the nurses put in, so I could have my insides transformed in a matter of minutes. That’s a lot of hours of study, late nights and raw experience. Doctors sometimes get a bad rap. We forget all the blood, sweat and tears they invest to provide us with top-notch care.
Gratitude for all the colorful scrub tops, and the jazzy head covers all the nurses were wearing. It really does brighten up the post-op experience.
Gratitude to witness several nurses smiling and connecting with each other, as they simultaneously cared for me (and the dozens of other patients!) How beautiful to see people authentically “loving” their jobs.
That reminded me of just how grateful I am to do what I do…to coach, to support others, to witness non-surgical transformations on a near-daily basis. To inspire a greater sense of “everyday inner peace” in real lives. What a gift. How I wish I was always that connected to the passion I have for my life’s work.
This triggered memories of the endearing wishes from the participants in my Success and Inner Peace Boot Camp, that flocked my inbox this morning. Nothing is sweeter than receiving love and support from the “students” I lead. Perhaps this is what triggered my “gratitude flood.” So grateful to have “students,” friends and family who care.
And, of course… gratitude for my husband John. Wanting his presence by my side. Appreciating his willingness to be there for me, with me. Finding a sense of acceptance that I had to wait an entire 45 minutes before they’d let him in to see me. I even enjoyed the sweetness of THIS longing, since it reflects his importance in my life. Sometimes we forget to appreciate “wanting” as a signal to what’s important to us.
This flooding in gratitude diffused the burning sensation on the right side of my tender belly. And, a little extra pain medication from the nurse helped too.
Who would think…a post-surgery-recovery could become a beautiful inner peace moment?
What “inner peace moments” showed up in your life today?
Keep an eye out for them. They are precious. And, sometimes they show up in the most unusual places.