This past Tuesday, I turned 13-years-old (that’s not a typo) as the new ME. People often say I’m wise beyond the years of a 13-year-old. I’d have to agree, because I’ve been through quite a lot. On February 5th, 2000 I was offered a second chance at life. I was given what I call a “re-birthday”, and that changed everything for me.
Before I was reborn, I was a disrespectful, unhappy, frustrated, depressed, and misguided 17-year-old on the cusp of her final semester of high school. I knew, deep down, that I was supposed to do something important in this world, but I had no idea what that was supposed to be. An emotionally abusive relationship, which consumed my sophomore and junior years, pulled me away from playing team sports.
I had been active my whole life and, leading up to my senior year, I hadn’t been active or paying attention to my health. I didn’t understand the direct correlation between a toxic lifestyle and severe depression.
So, here I was. Unhappy and not understanding why. My depressive thoughts sprouted beliefs that I wasn’t good enough – at anything – and my inner chatter began to affect my outer ways of being. I started to slack off in school and ditched when my friends did. I wasn’t living my life for ME, making my OWN choices, or being a leader of MY life.
I was CERTAIN that nobody really wanted me around. I “knew” that people were friends with me because they felt like they HAD to be. Those were my own convictions, based on the “truths” that my Ego told me everyday. What a jerk.
At that age, I did have an interesting relationship with something bigger than me. I didn’t know what to call it then, but it’s what I refer to as “The Uni-verse” now. I kept asking this greater power for some kind of a sign; something that would validate my worthiness – or lack thereof.
I began having visions of me in a hospital bed. I wasn’t in a lot of pain, but I was in intensive care. I faintly saw bodies, but no faces, in the room and I wanted – so badly – to see who loved me enough to visit me in that hospital.
Fast forward to the night before the biggest party of the year. I decided to host the Winter Ball after-party at my house, and my friends and I decided to utilize the barn on my parents’ property for the fiesta. I was in the hay loft decorating and that was the last thing I remember.
What I don’t remember is “running out of floor” as I walked backwards and plummeting 14 feet onto my head on concrete 14 feet below. My friends and sister, who watched me fall, said it was all in slow motion – and the worst sound they’d ever heard.
Before I woke up from my coma the next day, with brain damage, doctors said they didn’t think I’d wake up. They also said if I did, I wouldn’t be pleasant.
I actually woke up a brand new person: sweet, lovely, grateful, blessed and whole. There was standing room only, and countless people came to see me. After spending a week in the hospital, I returned home to find my room covered in stuffed animals, flowers, and banners on my wall. Hundreds of people from my school, and LIFE, had written their condolences on these massive pieces of paper. I had never felt so much love in my entire life.
Doctors also said there was no way I’d finish high school on time because of the brain damage I was still experiencing.
Clearly, they didn’t know who they were dealing with. Clearly, they didn’t realize that their discouragement would only fuel my fire. I graduated on time with the highest GPA I’d ever had. Why?
Because I said, “I AM going to graduate on time!” If I had accepted their prognosis – I wouldn’t have walked with my class. I was also simultaneously diagnosed with type 1 diabetes when I was in the hospital. Instead of feeling the weight of a disability, I CHOSE to make it a perfect reason to take action for my life and HANDLE it.
On February 5th, 2000, I woke up to a second chance at life. Why? Because I asked for it. I knew deep down that I was meant to do something great, and I needed a little push. The Uni-verse gave me a love tap that sent me flying into the next phase of my life on February 4th. Since then, I have been on a mission to motivate and inspire the world. My mission continues.
The Uni-verse always hears your requests, and it will give you what you need WHEN you are meant to have it. Trust in your ability to manifest all that you desire, and in your capacity to handle what is delivered to you at any given moment. The Uni-verse has big plans for you. Are you ready?
Do you get the power of LOVE and INTENTION? Have you ever experienced a life-changing event that shifted your whole perspective on life? If you haven’t, are you clear on what your purpose is? I love reading all of your comments below! Please share what’s on your mind!
Love all that is you,
Jenna Phillips is a Total Wellness Philosopher, Certified Holistic Lifestyle Coach, AFAA Certified Personal Trainer & the founder of her lifestyle brand I’m On A Mission. Follow her on Twitter and be inspired.