The experience I had on 11/11/11 with my skull crashing into the pavement convinced me entirely of how important it is to be fully charged.  

It was a beautiful, extraordinary day on the morning of November 11th in the Greater Toronto Area. I was taking my black Labrador, Shadow, out for a run. I was riding my bicycle, and he was running beside me as I was holding the leash. It was always fun, easy to do, and great exercise for both of us as we went through the neighbourhood.

It was about 7:30 am, as we were rounding the bend for the last hundred meters, and there was another little dog with his owner.  Shadow never was distracted, until that day.  

He dashed in front of my bike with me holding the leash.  I was yanked forward, and my skull crashed onto the pavement as I was without a bike helmet.  Thankfully, I was so full of power due to the weekend conference, and the two introductions to the healing streams that week.  

As my head hit the pavement, I immediately said to myself,...

I used to worry.  I grew up believing that "worry" was a part of life.  It was normal to worry.   Everyone, especially mothers, did it.  That idea seems laughable to me today.  Worry might be normal but it is not natural.

There was a time that thoughts of worry, like busying myself with figuring out a back up plan, consumed me.  Driving in the dark, frankly, anything in the dark, caused some unsettling and uneasy feelings in me.  Truthfully I lived in a constant state of fear on the inside, but thought this was normal.   

At one point in my life, I lived in a condo with gatehouse security.  I had a security system in my condo.  I still slept with a butcher knife under my pillow and the phone beside my bed, ready to phone 911.  

This all transformed as I confronted the memories of my childhood.  I had neatly tucked them away to protect my mind from fear and worry overload. 

As I was driving in the pitch black darkness I realized how far I had come on my journey.  Here I was on a co...