I flew to Phoenix with plans to drive to Sedona, Arizona. It was 2008 and the doctors had told me I was not responding to medication for a serious heart condition and had told me to “get my affairs in order.” They basically said I had six months to live.
I was trying to relax by the swimming pool, tired and worried, when I started seeing double! I drove my self to a hospital and ended up being yelled at by a cardiologist for traveling while being so seriously ill. After 4 days of hospitalization—they had no idea why I was seeing double—I drove to Sedona. I’d rather die trying to save my life than sitting around waiting to die!
The next morning was both the worst and best day of my life.
I was traumatized by the 2-hour drive in the dark from Phoenix to Sedona. I was sure my heart was going to give up on me. But I had made it.
I proceeded to go for coffee, have a muffin and hope for the best. I had no idea why I came to Sedona only something inside of me said: find a healer, he will know what to do.
Four hours later, on the worst and most frightening day of my life, I walked down from Airport Vortex in Sedona with a Shaman I’d met that morning, and I knew my heart was healed.
Yes. I wrote my story this year.