Defining Moments… March 5th
I truly believe the greatest gift we can ever be given is to be of service to another human being. Perhaps one of the best ways we can be of service is to share our defining moments… So please remember to share your story, to share your journey with those around you, and always remember you are here to do something only you can do in the way in which you will do it. Stand in your truth, live your highest version and share your light with the world.
March 5th, 2015 – as I sat down to work on exactly what I wanted to express today, on the five year anniversary of Grant’s spinal cord injury, I had many emotions, many thoughts, and when I put it out to the Universe, “what I should share today?” – the answer was “Two Feet Back”. So I opened Grant’s first book and started reading the prologue… Below are the paragraphs which stood out to me – these are the gems I would like to share with you now, the elements which best sum up our journey and the pearls of wisdom which still stand true five years later.
*From the Prologue of Grant’s Book: “Two Feet Back”
“From an early age, I wanted to make an impact on the world. I worked hard in school, got good grades, started a nanotechnology firm with real-world applications. The work I did proved to be the enabling technology in some high-level research campaigns: potentially reducing cancerous tumors, improving homeland security, and even working toward fusion energy-and unlimited alternative power source. I met my dream girl, got married, had money, and that was great. I made scientific contributions, and I’m proud of that. But it turns out that was all the easy stuff.” “Many people think all those things were what I was getting back to – job, money, romance. But let me tell you, when I was lying there in the hospital bed, watching my wife, Shawna, keeping a bubble of hope and positivity around me, as we slept in our van to afford physical therapy, as we used every last cent we had or could get on medical bills, I learned to accept the gifts of time and effort (and money) that people – even strangers – offered. I found there were better parts of myself to get back to. And, more importantly, better parts of people to love.”
“I think we come into this world beautiful and whole. But life is a lesson in forgetting. It is so easy to lose track of that better self in the chaos and competition of everyday life. I wasn’t even aware that something vital was slipping away. My journey through recovery has been an exercise in remembering – remembering who I am, what’s important in the world, and what love is. It hasn’t changed me, because that person was always there. Rather, being broken down to the core of who I am gave me the gift of being able to build back up on a much stronger foundation.”
“The day I broke my back, I took a snowmobile off a jump and into a beautiful spring afternoon sky. Though I overshot where I wanted to land by nearly one hundred feet, I would’ve been fine but for the last two feet. It wasn’t that I overshot my mark; it was that I overshot it by a mere two feet too much. If I’d only gone ninety-eight feet farther than I had planned I would’ve been just fine. If I had landed a mere two feet back, I would’ve gone home that night to my new wife and gotten ready for a new chapter in my life, just as I’d planned. We’d had it all mapped out.
“As it happened, that extra two feet changed my life in ways I never could’ve planned for, but I’ve found I was training for it my entire life. Everything Shawna and I have done since that day has been in service of getting my two feet back. I’ve regained much of what the doctors were sure I had lost. But my feet, the two feet that took me into the back woods and rivers’ edges, down the aisle, and into meetings, the feet I hadn’t even thought about in years, they became the world. The day my feet turn from burning lumps of pain into functioning appendages, I will be back. But I will never go back to the road I’d been traveling before. I don’t want to. I don’t know where my feet are taking me these days, and that ‘s just fine with me. I’m just happy to be along for the travels. “
“Thank you for taking the time to follow my journey. I hope it helps you undo the forgetting of life and remember the good you know. I needed a broken back to get me standing in my truth. You don’t. Namaste”
Today Grant and I created another new memory…we experienced the bliss and joy of doing a sport together once again. We paddled around the lake, me on my SUP and G in his outrigger canoe with Obie running along the shore with us. The sun was shining, the air was pure, and our hearts were full. It was a magical moment, a moment of true joy…
To continue the journey of reading “Two Feet Back” please visit:https://grantkorgan.com/product/two-feet-back/