I was feeling re-energised. We were now headed to Lake Te Anau for a few days. We did lots of walking, viewed the Glow Worm Caves and also spent time around the shore of the lake – watching the wildlife, the water and the surrounds.
We walked the first part of the Kepler Track I managed about 14 km return. Doug walked on to the first hut while I returned along the track on my own.
It was during this time that I fully focused on my body as I slowly walked. How could I improve how I was walking? It was like having a mobile Feldenkrais session – or a walking meditation! Here I was in this magical forest, with this amazing sensation. It was a surreal experience. It was like the forest just came alive as I became more aware of my movements!
The walk was perfect for me. It was level with a very well kept path. It twisted and turned around the shore of the lake. I’d entered a magic kingdom!!!
As well as the forest, the lake is beautiful!
Our final stop was Mt Cook. I have visited there many times – this time we were staying for two nights. It gave us an opportunity to explore more of the area – and stare at the snow capped mountains!
So we walked and walked – and I soaked up the scenery. I noticed I was no longer scared of falling. I could walk without watching the ground so much. My confidence in my body was returning.
I was so thankful that I had healed. I once again thought about all the chronically sick people – and the elderly – the constant pain they must be in. Here I was with working arms and legs – I could see, hear and smell – and I was so fortunate to spend a little time in such a beautiful place.
Now it was time to return home with renewed energy. It was the end of October – almost six months since the fall from Ducati. Six months!!!! It had taken longer to heal the mental trauma!!! The voice in my head (Madge) had been quiet. I needed her to keep quiet, because I wanted to go through each step of the accident and see what went wrong.
If I was going to continue with horses, I needed to look at what happened in a rational way. However, I struggled when I wondered if I would ever ride a horse again. The mere thought of never putting my foot in the stirrup filled me with such sadness. Could I even try with Ducati again? I didn’t know. But I knew I needed to thin slice everything so much more! I needed to become fitter – and fit for riding. Did I have it in me? I didn’t know that either.
Time would tell ……..
I was encouraged by this saying.
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