When Nancy and I lived in phoenix Oregon there were several different trails that we would take on our daily walks. One trail was really an abandoned railroad track the ran behind the high school football field. There were lots of trees and shade and it felt peaceful, so we would stroll slowly down this path with me sniffing and Nancy humming to herself.
Then one day something unexpected happened! Nancy stepped on one of the old railroad ties and out poured hundreds of wasps leaping into the air and attacking Nancy. She started screaming, “Help” and “Get away!” but there was no one to assist her-or that is what we thought.
Then from out of nowhere several high school football players who had been involved in practice raced to the fence surrounding the football field. They were shooting, “What do you need!” “How can we help?”
The young men didn’t know what was attacking Nancy or how they could help but something almost primordial had kicked them into action. They were present, alert, and ready to climb the fence to help her if it was needed.
(Now remember Nancy has Addison’s Disease, which means her body doesn’t make the hormone needed to handle stress.)
Within a few moments Nancy’s body began to shake uncontrollably, she was losing coordination and her body began to collapse. She needed medication. I knew it and the smell coming off her body was confirming that she was sliding quickly into an Addison’s Crisis. I gave her the sign. When she didn’t respond I gave it to her again. She fumbled to reach the pills in her pocket. After several minutes of fumbling, she was able to ingest several of the pills.
I moved closer to her to offer myself as a stabilizing force and to see if the smell of the adrenal crisis was beginning to resolve itself. At the same time several of the football players began taking off their gear in anticipation of needing to scale the fence. One player asked if they should call 911.
Nancy sat down on the ground as her breathing began to slowly return to normal. The crisis was beginning to dissolve and with it a clarity began to rise. “Are you okay?” one of the football players asked. “Do you need anything else from us?”, asked another. Nancy shook her head and said, “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I think Alex and I can handle this from here. You were very helpful. I really appreciate the energy and support you offered me.”
We aren’t alone and we are all capable of helping each other. We just need to remember that the smallest jester can help another person or even change the course of their life.
If you would like some help remembering how to connect more deeply with yourself so you are able to see a need when it arrives, 
I suggest you explore the I Create What I Believe (ICWIB) program where my friend Luke will demonstrate the ICWIB activities and/or attend the FREE Drawing in the Now classes that are taught by Nancy Marie over Zoom the first and third Monday of the month from 4:30 pm-5:00 pm PST.
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In a recent interview Dr. Bruce Lipton said, “…Freedom is the ability to create without the limitation of generational programming. The I Create What I Believe! (ICWIB!) Program is a gateway and a pathway into a new and better future because it allows children and (adults) to fully express themselves and to not be limited by the beliefs that have been passed down from generation to generation. This program also frees up children’s and (adults’) minds and allows their creative nature to create a better world for all of us, which is what we need right now!”
