I have known The Secret for ages without fully being able to use it. Then I stumbled upon The Power, and a light within me switched! For some reason, focusing on love was a lot easier than to focus on the creation process and gratitude for me, so I started focusing on love only, and my life within only a few days became so much better. Then I believe the Universe gave me a test of my new love, and in this test was the greatest gift I have received in my life:

Without being drunk or anything, I had an accident at a party; someone had smashed a bottle of something on the floor, and with my high heals, I slipped and fell. I thought I was lucky and avoided injuries, stood up, and laughed, a little embarrassed. The next thing I know, I see loads of blood on the floor, and a friend was dragging me to the bathroom, seriously worried. Only then did I notice that my hand was full of blood. It turned out I had landed with my left arm on a bottle of wine which basically smashed into my palm and lower arm. I had three deep cuts below my left elbow, all 1cm deep, and two of them meeting each other in a V shape, 2cm wide; on my two middle fingers the cut was 0.5cm with flesh sticking out of the wound; and I had one, 4cm long, 2cm wide and 2cm deep below my thumb on the left hand. The one on my thumb was the deepest anyone had seen, and there was blood all over the place – my blood.

For some reason, I remained perfectly calm. I remembered the words of The Secret and The Power and was grateful someone took care of me. After all, I had no idea what to do, I have never been seriously injured before, and this guy I hardly knew was already using a bandage, tape, and cotton to prevent my wounds from bleeding. Another girl called a taxi at the same time, and one of my friends who had not been drinking at the party said she would go to the hospital with me to get it all stitched together.

Within thirty minutes after I fell, I was in a room at the hospital to get stitches. It took two hours, and in total I had thirty-three of them. The doctor said it would take at least two weeks for me to heal because some of the cuts had been seriously deep (the one below my thumb was 2cm). Then he told me I had been seriously lucky I had not cut anything but flesh and some small veins, no nerves or anything were injured. I kept giving thanks for only having small injuries.

I decided to prove my doctor wrong. I wanted a really quick healing, and I wanted it to feel ok. The doctor gave me some pretty strong painkillers and told me to use them carefully, but that it was perfectly ok to have three to five during a day. I told him it was not necessary but he refused to let me leave without them. During the entire period, I only gave thanks for how much I learned from my injury. I was unable to use my left hand to type on the computer, making a ponytail hurt too much, and I could barely hold anything with my left hand. So I gave thanks for having a perfectly healed body, I gave thanks for how simple my injury was, how lucky I was for not injuring anything serious (the deepest cut was 3cm from the pulse in my left wrist). I blessed every one of my friends for being able to do regular stuff and I sent love and healing to everyone I knew who was ill, and to everyone in the world who had serious or minor injuries.

I never used nor needed a single painkiller. Any time someone asked me how I was feeling, I happily told them it was healing really fast and was perfectly fine. People started asking how I could act so happy about it all. Whenever I told the story of what happened, I began to laugh and express gratitude towards everyone for helping me. I truly felt as if I only had some small cuts in my hand, completely not serious, and harmless, and I was so happy and grateful all the time because I focused on lifting my feelings to a higher level where I was healed and happy.

After only a few days, I had reached new levels of love and happiness and started giving thanks for the accident because of all the blessings that had actually occurred in my life! After only five days the doctor removed four stitches, telling me he was surprised by my quick healing. One week after the accident, he removed seventeen more stitches, and after nine days, he removed the last. He told me I no longer needed to come back, that the remains of the wounds seemed to be only small cuts in the upper layer of my skin.

I was at the beach eleven days after the injury, with small plasters on the small almost perfectly healed little cuts on my hand, and at a party two weeks after the injury. I had small, barely visible scars on my bare hands.

My friends tell me they are impressed with the way I handled the situation, and I actually came closer to some people I did not know so well, but wanted to know better. My happiness attracted them into my life, and I am really grateful for that. I think this injury was the greatest gift I have ever received, because I realized most of the things I do with my body every day are little blessings. Every time I make a ponytail, I give thanks for the fact that I can use both hands to do so without my hands hurting. When I type this on my computer I am grateful that I can use all my fingers to type and feel fine, pain-free. The only thing that ever really hurt was having shots of anaesthetic into the wounds to remove the pain when they cleansed and stitched the wounds, and my doctor told me I was the fastest healer he had ever met. I know it was all because of one reason: The Power.

I use the force of gratitude and love all the time now and my life is a real blessing. I have received more good friends, improved my grades, and I have my first real boyfriend (I’m 19, so it was about time), and the only reason I am able to give myself all these blessings and send so much love back to the world is because of what my friends and family call “serious bad luck and awful cuts”. I still have not been able to feel as if the cuts were serious, and so they healed fast and complication free. So I guess what I am trying to say is, even in the worst pit of “bad luck”, avoid analysing the situation, avoid blaming anything or anyone (not even yourself) or the situation. It has happened. I got injured. Make the situation as easy as possible. The doctor told me it would take a long time to heal, and that it would hurt a lot. I gave thanks for normal feelings (I normally don’t feel pain), quick healing, and everyone else’s perfect health and healing; I felt no pain and healed way too quickly according to my doctor.

Love the good things in a situation and everything related to these feelings on a universal level. I cannot explain how great it feels, and how blessed it makes your life, and actually also the people around you!

May the love be with you all!
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