How a Golden Eagle Spread its wings and saved my life
Born and raised in Africa, my childhood was filled with both heart stopping beauty and danger. Holidays were spent in virgin bushveld navigating the responses of hungry lions, angry rhinos and deadly hippos. Yes it was heart -stompingly beautiful, exciting and dangerous. That feeling of being so vulnerable and yet so at one with the potential predators, heightened my senses to extraordinary levels and is perhaps what set me up to keep re-creating my way out of death and adapting to new unfamiliar environments and territories that I found myself in throughout my life.
For years I was an Observer of creativity inside my home and a participant in wild adventures in nature outside my home. As a child I spent my time and energy becoming the best sports person I could, but I longed to be a master of the metaphysical — to create art like my mother and sisters, getting lost in that sacred space that captures the world around us.
I became an observer of creativity instead of a Creator, dismissing my own artistic urges and burying it inside an open somersault or full twist . I covered up my desire to create under nature’s blanket of constellations, inside tents and crossing African rivers. But the further I tried to bury her, I could feel the wild artist inside of me breathing steady, like the wild lions just outside my tent.
I, married and traveled the world with my husband, and learned the hard way that suppressing creativity would have frightening consequences. I developed a life threatening disease, and was on the receiving end of four freak medical accidents, each puncturing organs and resulting in catastrophic consequences.
Finally, the doctors told my husband there was no more to be done for me. They said he should bring our 1 year old daughter to say goodbye. As I fell off into the abyss, the nurses took our baby, and my husband held onto my limp hand, and we went somewhere together — some place not in this world, for thirty five minutes.
I woke up first and knew I was going to live. I asked Nick what he had done. He said, “I pumped my life force into you and prayed with all my heart and soul. My veins opened up to receive the first antibiotics in 4 days. After two days, against all medical advice, I insisted we leave the hospital as I wanted no more medical mishaps, and I continued my healing journey at home.
And that night, at home in my own bed, I had a dream…
“THE DREAM THAT SAVED MY LIFE”
This dream literally brought me back from death. It entered my fading body — a body trapped in a haze of poison and morphine induced bliss. Like watching a river of water give life to a desert after a long dry summer, it flowed through my veins, shocking my cells out of shut down mode. It entered as a crystal-clear dream where I met a man who reached out to me from another dimension and yet he inhabited earth with such presence and teaching, that he could no longer be ignored.
I was 90lbs, thinning hair and barely strong enough to stand. But thankfully my husband heard and trusted me, and he took me to the place I had seen in my dream, but never been to before.
Inside was the beautiful man I had met in my dream. He was teaching Qi Gung and Tai Chi, neither of which I had heard anything about before. I stood unsurely at the back of the class and followed as best I could.
Then there was a movement called “Golden Eagle Spreads Wings to Embrace Child”. I repeated it a few times and then felt as if someone had turned on a beautiful waterfall inside of me. The water just flowed from my eyes without the feeling of sadness accompanying it.
Shortly after this exercise, he dismissed the class and came over to me, looked me in the eyes and said: “I know you are very ill. If you work with virtue, I will teach you how to heal yourself”.
From that moment on, he was at my side teaching me how to play with energy for 4–6 hours a day. I was off all medication after 3 months, and to this day, 22 years later, with three beautiful children and having lived on 4 different continents, I have not had a relapse into the disease.
Master Zi invited me to teach his students and work with his diseased patients and together, we taught many the power of connecting with the energy we have in and around us. My study of the 5 element theory was particularly intriguing to me as I understood and now felt my inextricable link to nature and her elements.
I wrote a book and created a program called Playitout as a way of giving to all of those who want to reconnect with their innate ability to heal and become powerful co-creators with nature.
It brings together my physical mastery, my mental agility, my spiritual awakening, and my creative passion into a game that I have now learned to play with all my heart — one that embraces all of me, all my faculties, all my passions, pleasures and pains. … A new approach to unlocking creative expression. A combination of ancient moving meditations based on nature’s genius to unlock our own creative genius, and play it out.
Connecting to the artist within
I finally connected with the artist — the artist breathing outside my tent, and I invited her in. By learning how to go through my body, through nature and into my creative core, I tapped into that artist within. I embraced her with clay and a brush and a pen. I embraced her with music and nature and dance. I became an accidental artist, and every day now, I move, meditate and create what ever pleases me and makes me smile.
If you are interested to learn more about it, please feel free to email me on adi@adriennegabriel.com
Thank you! Move, Meditate, Make and Manifest your soul’s desires.
