Holding the Brush!

It's a common story, that a brush with death gives you a new lease on life!
I never thought,  of course, that I would be one of those holding the brush.
It's not the sort of experience you would willingly click on
and down load another copy. One go at it is plenty enough
to inspire a deep appreciation of physical existence.

After my near miss, I was fortunate enough to have people
around whose expertise and skill were tremendous.
How I appreciated them. Not just the individuals,
but the 'humanity' that saved me, and then rallied round
from all directions to get me up and punching again.
God...people are terrific.

What happened? Well I'm not a professional soldier;
I didn't have bullets whipping round my nostrils.
I'm not a professional tree lopper either but
that's where I was; nearly thirty feet (about 8 or 9 meters)
up a tree taking off the last branch on the last job
on the the final tree after weeks of skilled work
and dozens of lopped trees.
You should swallow that laugh because, oh yes,
even the clever Dicks of the world can miscalculate.
The flick back got me this time.
Whoosh I was up and away... a moments realization,
I was looking at a blue sphere in front of my vision
and then black; blank; gone.
Sometime... later... I ploughed into the ground
right by our pool pump. Couldn't breathe.
Had to work at it a bit, then life started up once more.

There was a complete gap in consciousness between
the blue sphere and my crumpling arrival on the ground.
The magic, the invisible integrity,
the sizzling synchronicity that preserved me in the 'gap';
it all (I know this now) comes, as we are fond of saying,
out of the blue.
Don't ask me! forget it! I have no idea what's there!
But sheeeyit... it's definitely there. I can feel the presence
of that absence right now as I type this.

Of course I was a bit of a mess lying there on the lawn
with no one else at home. My mobile , you guessed it,
was on the kitchen bench; which might as well have been
the outer edge of the galaxy from where I was.
Besides, the height of my world was only the reach
of my left arm. I couldn't have reached it anyway
with my pelvis broken in a few places and my right arm busted out.
But that's the bad news... the good news was that
I had rolled onto my back and had one arm
and a neck that would move me ten centimeters
or about four inches at a time.
So off I went creeping like slug,
heading for dangling lead of the phone in the hall.

It seemed to take hours to get there. It was hours.
I was very cold. Every little thing was an obstacle.
Especially the laundry step where I got stuck
for a long time.
But its astounding what you can do when you have to.
At last, with a tug, the lovely old phone in the hall
landed on my chest. I phoned my wife.
I knew that some caring people would soon come
and scoop up the bits; I just gave up.

When I surfaced and opened my eyes many hours
later in one of our major hospitals I realised that
all of my family were standing there.
"Christ" I thought, "it's worse that I realised".
But it wasn't. A medic leaning over me said
"Jeez, you were lucky, did you have
a motor bike accident?"  "Nup" I said,
feeling dead stupid, "I fell out of a tree".

A whole string of 'you were lucky's' came my way
from nearly every one. One cheery individual said
"Jeez you were lucky, you shouldn't be here".
I'd crushed the brachial artery in my elbow
as my forearm dislocated, but I had not severed it,
so I didn't bleed to death right away, though my hand
was dying without circulation.
I'd ripped that hand open on the chain saw but missed
the tendons under my thumb that, if cut, would have left
my right hand disabled for ages.
My spine was free from injury
though my sacrum was fractured.
My pelvic organs were undamaged
though my pubic symphysis was busted open
and ligaments were all over the place.
I suffered no concussion or brain damage  at all...
so I'm still as dopey as ever!
Lucky...eh?

But where is all this leading?  Well,
the 'gap' between there and here.
The 'field' of invisible integrity.
The unspeakable stuff at the 'edge'
of our daily consciousness.
That is what was really meaningful for me
as I was holding the brush!
The space between 'the blue' and the ground.
The 'gap' where my body was but my identity was not.

The 'touch field' dimension is a transitional state,
a borderline experience;
Leonard Cohen puts it perfectly... "It's coming from a hole
in the air, it's coming from a field that ain't exactly real,
or it's real but it ain't exactly there".
Now, we would usually say that this is mystical
and beautiful but useless in a pragmatic world.
But  be assured that I have been using the touch field
as a dimension of awareness
to get very practical results indeed.

If it's hurting and it stops; if you've had headaches for years and they go away;
If your back pain dissolves and leaves you in peace;
If you are confused and it clears; if you're angry
and you become calm and life changes...
or if you fall from a height with invisible integrity
and survive and rehabilitate beautifully, then that
has to be solid gold in practical daily living.

Well, I'm  going to build up the idea
of that other dimension for you in my pages.
It's another dimension that is very close,
that has always been there for you,
and that you can learn to use really easily
to fix nearly any damn thing. 
Why wait till something gets desperate and dangerous
when you can get in first and get better... really better!

You're the best.

Hello all..

I want to leap in and start like this!

You're the best! 

Closer than your Lap top, more intimate than your iPod 

and handier than your iPad; 

your psycho-biological organism is still the latest 

and the greatest PC on earth.

And it's loaded with numberless 
applications from birth.

'OneTouch'

Surrounding you is your own personal 'Touch' field.

You only have to learn to make it active.

Though most us seem to be still on a 
'sleep' setting, waking up the waking self 
only takes the right touch!

When your own touch field is active then

one glance from the awakened mind and change begins.

One touch from the awakened body and 
regeneration commences.

Power up your personal touch field.
Make it active for a better life experience.

Touch on it to be free of stiffness, tension, strain,
pain, stress and distress.

One touch begins to release the causes of body
aches, back pain, neck pain, knees, wrists, feet.

One touch to feel emotional intensity dissolve.

One touch to bring true relaxation.

Your imagination is not imaginary!

Create your own personal 'icon'. 
An image, an impression.

Change your body's response by one touch 
on that impression in your surrounding field.

If you create an image of the 'you' that you 
want to become, one touch can redirect 
your life toward that new experience.

I see people for individual sessions and small groups... I run 'OneTouch' ~ a short course to getting better... really better!

Would I like to see you? 'course I would!