top-of-hillOn Monday I paused at the top of the long downhill before me, feeling good. It had been a short and sweet 10-mile bike ride, and I was almost home. A few days previous I had taken this route and timed the descent perfectly for a green light at the bottom of the hill. Today I wondered what the universe had in store for me. Whatever the outcome was to be, I tried to expand my awareness to include a greater reality that I’ve felt not only in meditation but also in inspired musical performance: whether you call it the Divine, God, Divine Mother, the Universe, or Source.

I really hoped for a green light again—to use all that downhill momentum for the last straightaway mile. But I also knew that I might hit a red light instead, and mentally offered up that possibility to my connection with the Divine. I wanted more than anything to simply be content (my own attempt at non-attachment to outcome).

Flying downhill on a bike is highly addicting. I’m not one of those crazy cyclists who push limits on corners—one concussion was enough—but straight shots with a bike lane? YES!

I flew with soaring spirit down the hill, but noticed that the light hadn’t changed to green yet. I began to slow down, but still hoped for a green to salvage a little momentum.

And then the car turned right in front of me.righthook2

It’s called a right hook—where a car turns right (in my case into a parking lot) without looking behind, and an approaching cyclist has no choice but to slam into the passenger side of the car.

I slid along the side of her car, had a vivid glimpse of the passenger side mirror (this object was WAY closer than it appeared), and then found myself facedown on the ground, my arms outstretched before me.

Quick check: ouch. Can’t move my left arm. Everything else: remarkably okay! I can even move my fingers! I remained facedown on the pavement and calmly greeted the badly shaken woman who came running out of the car. I consoled her as best as I could, in an attempt to keep out of shock and remain conscious and positive.

The next hours were filled with excellent care from the ambulance and hospital. All throughout the day I strove to maintain the same connection with the Divine who, instead of giving me a green light, gave me a slightly dislocated shoulder, possible rotator cuff tears and some huge nasty bruises and road rash.

But no broken bones and no head injury? How was that possible?

The only thing I can think of is that in my attitude of acceptance I relaxed enough to roll and bounce well.

My decision at the top of the hill to offer up my awareness and detach myself from a specific outcome possibly saved my life and career as a cellist (yes, I can play, although I won’t power through a concerto quite yet this week).

All great chamber musicians know how to expand their awareness to others in their ensemble in offering and invitation (one of the reasons why I love chamber music).

I realized this morning that living my spiritual path is like playing chamber music with the Divine: a dance, a connection, an attunement, and a conversation filled with perceptions and devotion.

4 days after the crash

4 days after the crash

 

 

 

 

What Really Saved Me When I Got Hit By a Car

7 thoughts on “What Really Saved Me When I Got Hit By a Car

  • June 10, 2016 at 10:07 pm
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    Nice article, David! Thanks for the inspiration (and for not getting hurt very badly!).

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  • June 11, 2016 at 1:32 am
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    Thank you for a memorable story that offers an excellent teaching. So glad you’re okay.

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  • June 11, 2016 at 4:25 pm
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    I second that comment! I enjoyed reading your blog entry and also learning you were not seriously hurt!

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  • June 12, 2016 at 8:15 am
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    Thanks for sharing this story! Much love and healing prayers coming your way.

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  • June 17, 2016 at 12:19 pm
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    Thank you that helps me today!

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  • June 17, 2016 at 1:09 pm
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    This is so inspiring David! Blessings and love

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  • June 17, 2016 at 3:55 pm
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    David, so happy that you were not seriously injured. And your experience is a valuable lesson in the power of awareness. Unfortunately, the time I did a face plant while walking on an uneven side walk occurred when my mind was elsewhere. In my case, the people who were a part of my rescue were immediately on the scene. The sweetest occurrence in my experience was the awareness of the two young men who were taking out trash from a house we were closing. They recognized me as the attendants were loading me into the ambulance. I was able to give them the keys to the house so they could complete their work. They returned the keys to me at the ER of the nearby hospital….along with a bouquet of flowers! Divine Mother is always sweetly caring for us!

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