Calling Back Your Power: Your Catalyst for Personal and Spiritual Transformation - Hardcover

Foster, Suzette Faith

Hardcover

ISBN 10: 1504342100 ISBN 13: 9781504342100

Verlag: Balboa Press, 2015

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Where Healing is Possible

This is a life-changing guide for emotional and physical health by Suzette Faith Foster. She rebounded from a deadly injury, paralysis and other life challenges using these mind, body, spirit approaches. Experience a new perspective that aligns you with the power of your thoughts, intentions, and the divine perfection that is at your core. Discover your innate power and how you can heal using mind, body, spirit awareness. Read real-life stories about astonishing healings from these integrative techniques. Learn how to calm your monkey mind, rid negative thoughts and receive inner peace.

"Suzette Faith Foster's healing experience leads us to ask, 'What are the limits of healing, and are there any limits at all?' Healing-related to holy and wholeness-is is our birthright, and Suzette explores how it can manifest in anyone's life." Larry Dossey, MD Author: One Mind: How Our Individual Mind Is Part of a Greater Consciousness and Why It Matters

"Calling Back Your Power has the momentum to move you beyond the challenges at hand to your best life." Jack Canfield, Co-author of Chicken Soup for the Unsinkable Soul(R) and The Success Principles.

"Suzette Faith Foster's remarkable life story provides factual evidence that it is possible for us all to awaken the perfect healer residing right at the center of our own being." Michael Bernard Beckwith author of Life Visioning

Suzette's doctor: "When it is a severe spinal cord injury that high in the spine, it is often very, very significant. Historically it would be devastating-one you would not survive. I'm presented with a woman who got a lot better, a lot quicker than would have been comprehended, so I am trying to make sense of it in my mind." Dr. Robert Isaacs. Director of Spine Surgery, Duke Medical Hospital

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Calling Back Your Power

Your Catalyst for Personal and Spiritual Transformation

By Suzette Faith Foster

Balboa Press

Copyright © 2015 Suzette Faith Foster
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-5043-4210-0

Contents

Acknowledgements, xiii, 
Introduction, xvii, 
Chapter 1 Choosing to Dance, 1, 
Chapter 2 Living Heaven on Earth, 13, 
Chapter 3 Your Energetic World, 21, 
Chapter 4 Freedom from Pain, 33, 
Chapter 5 The Power to Choose, 53, 
Chapter 6 Living the Law of Attraction, 71, 
Chapter 7 Tapping into Spiritual Guidance, 83, 
Chapter 8 Divine Synchronicities, 95, 
Chapter 9 The Creative Genius of Spirit, 109, 
Chapter 10 How Spirit Comforts and Guides You, 125, 
Chapter 11 Growing Through Relationships, 135, 
Chapter 12 Good, Good Vibrations, 149, 
Chapter 13 LAFTER as Medicine, 167, 
Chapter 14 Diamonds in the Rough, 173, 
Chapter 15 It's All Good, 189, 
Chapter 16 Creating Your Financial Comeback, 205, 
Chapter 17 A Wealth of Health Naturally, 231, 
Chapter 18 Body Fuel for Beautiful, 245, 
Chapter 19 Heal Cancer Holistically, 271, 
Chapter 20 Inspirational Stories of Healing, 293, 
Chapter 21 A New Beginning, 313, 
About the Author, 323, 

CHAPTER 1

Choosing to Dance

You must meet the outer world with the inner world or existence will crush you.

-Mark Nepo

I met up with my friends, Charlie and Andy, for our weekly bike ride at Lake Crabtree, a county park bordering Raleigh, North Carolina. Our single-track mountain biking excursions involved leaning into curves, riding over roots and obstacles, and jumping piles of logs.

We approached a trail, one with an expansive view of Lake Crabtree surrounded by her forested shoreline. Tall office buildings poked above the treetops. We breathed in the beauty of the mild autumn day; a palette of shades of green sprinkled with maple tree leaves bursting into their seasonal glory of orange and red. Sunlight shimmered on the water and reflected a scattering of billowy clouds against a Carolina blue sky. Nature drew us into the woods — the fresh fragrance of the pines, the sunlight dappling the trees and the dead leaves crackling like fire beneath our tires. The forest came alive.

The bike trails spanned miles of roughly cleared paths worn smooth by riders over the years. At odd intervals, bulging roots had pushed through the earth and forced us to focus. We rode into and out of gullies, up and over piles of logs, and across a twenty-foot-long narrow wooden plank system. These planks stood about twelve inches off the ground and were no wider than a cereal box. The challenge was to stay steady the entire length of the planks. When we lost our balance, we would drop to the ground; after that we could continue to ride the path or go back and try again.

We reached a familiar teeter-totter, one we had mastered many times, riding up one side and down the other. We stopped and contemplated a much bigger and heavier teeter-totter that was new to the trail. I wanted to try it. The challenge excited me. Charlie and Andy stopped to watch me.

In mountain biking, speed is your friend. I pressed forward.

My front tire made contact with the teeter-totter and climbed to the top. But, my bike never came down the other side. It stood upright at the top of the teeter totter for a few seconds, without me; I had gone flying over my handle bars. Then the bike fell to the ground. I remember sailing through the air. A flood of thoughts flew through me. I was barreling toward the earth; I hit head-first.

I tried to move my arms, my legs, my body — nothing moved. I waited for the pain — there was no pain. I was just lying there. Charlie had come to my side; his eyes opened wide in shock. I wanted to talk — I really did, but no sound would come out. I mouthed 911 three times.

Then ... I stopped breathing — the imminent death sentence.

I had no movement, no voice, and no breath.

I had taken a fall. Taking falls are part of mountain biking but before I always got back up, bruised, cut, a little bloody, but never seriously injured. This time, this day, November 3, 2005, I had no breath and was paralyzed from head to toe.

I hung between life and death; my instincts propelled me to my inner power. I had been practicing spiritual and holistic healing principles for over six years. I tapped into the healing and manifesting potential of my true Being. I could not talk. I could not move. I could not breathe. Yet, I had everything I needed. I had my faith and Oneness with the creative force of the universe — God, and I still had access to my mind, my thoughts.

Instinctively, the mantra I daily recited when I needed to call back my power rushed forth. Still on the ground, motionless, breathless, I willed my body, emphatically. "I refuse to accept this limitation; God is my Source!"

Boom! What felt like a huge lightning bolt coursed through me. My beliefs — my thoughts — continued to spill from my mind to every cell in my body.

"I refuse to accept this limitation; God is my Source!"

Another bolt followed instantly. My left arm flopped at my side.

Moments later I regained my breath! My lifeless form had accepted the dance of my mind, body, and spirit.

The ambulance arrived in seventeen minutes from getting the call and took me to Duke University Medical Center. I was in a large examination room, more like a private room than a curtained area. There was a flurry of activity, much of which I do not remember. An ER doctor told me that my full paralysis was the result of my C1 and C2 neck vertebrae fractures and a profound spinal cord injury. I found out my C2 vertebra broke into two separate pieces.

The emergency room filled with friends and family. I said, "This is temporary. See me dancing."

My doctor, Robert E. Isaacs, director of spine surgery at Duke Medical Center, told me that most people with the severe spinal cord injury I had don't even make it to the emergency room. They die at the scene because they stop breathing. He said the surviving few who don't stop breathing were left quadriplegic. "People like you don't exist," he said.

However, I do exist.

He may have had more questions than answers to why I had lived. And, though he didn't seem to resonate with my mind power and faith, he did respect my beliefs.

My first and only surgery took place late that night. Dr. Isaacs told me right before the surgery, "Reconnecting your C2 is my responsibility, using your mind to your full advantage is yours."

Because my C2 broke in half my head was not connected to my body by bone. In surgery, Dr. Isaacs entered through the front of my neck and reconnected my vertebra to the spinal column with a two-inch plus screw. He verified the position of the screw every quarter turn with x-rays. The surgery was a success. However, I was still left a quadriplegic, a condition that I, in stark contrast to Western medical thinking, vehemently considered temporary.

I continued to use the teachings and Truths I had learned along my spiritual journey and shared as a holistic life coach and healing facilitator to influence my outcome. Our bodies do not know the difference between what is and what we affirm and expect. The nervous system creates a pathway with each thought — whether the thought is real, remembered or made up. That is why I ignored what was so obvious and gave little attention to my...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Balboa Press
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2015
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1504342100
• ISBN 13: 9781504342100
• Einband: Gebundene Ausgabe
• Anzahl der Seiten: 348
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