My spiritual awakening

When I was 17 years old, I had gone to the gym after a day at school to do my exercise. Upon returning to my car, I hopped in and while watching the rain drops on the windshield, I noticed that there was a black truck stopped directly behind me. Suddenly a man came and knocked on my window of my car and I naively rolled down the window. He asked directions and while I explained them to him, he put a knife to my chest and asked me if I had money or a cell phone. I said no to both. He told me to get out of the car and followed behind me with his knife as I got into his car. A long series of events occurred leading up to the event of me being raped in a tiny motel room. Obviously he did not kill me and I'm still here, but I thought he might the entire night. This event led to my spiritual awakening.

After this event, I began to have severe stomach problems. I started having constipation and bloating which I had never had in my life. I was due to begin college that September and something in me was terrified. My weight steadily dropped down to about 90 pounds from my previous weight of 105. Needless to say all these feelings inside of me guided me to go to a psychiatrist in August of that year, about fourteen years ago to the day of today. The medications I took from the psychiatrist led me to my spiritual awakening.

He prescribed me sleeping pills and an anti anxiety-pill. The sleeping pill caused me to hallucinate while the anti anxiety pill gave me panic attacks. I didn't take the medications for long but what was important to me was that not long after, I was awakening from my sleep in the morning. I experienced a loud buzzing noise in my head and suddenly I lifted up, while nearly completely conscious and awake and I floated out of my body. I looked down and saw my body lying there and realized that I was not my body! This was exhilarating to me because my life up until that point I had been an atheist.

I was pulled back into the heaviness of my body. I knew then that I was not my body but that in fact I was the soul, the energy, the essence that had looked at my body from above. I began my spiritual journey at this point. I began taking yoga classes and studying different types of spirituality. At the yoga studio, I met a lady who was a spiritual teacher and I began doing individual sessions with her where I asked her questions and she did Reiki on me a few times. The first time I met her, she had me call upon my guides and I felt a buzzing sensation in my heart. I began to know that this was what it felt like when my heart opened.

This was merely the beginning for me of what I know will be a life long journey, and it took this devastating trauma to help me open up enough to remember that I in fact was a spiritual being, a soul in a body. This in and of itself was enough for me to begin to heal.