Yesterday, I was driving home feeling pretty good after an interesting meeting. The sun was shining, the air was warm, and all I wanted to do was finish my work for the day and then take the kids out for ice cream. As I came into some traffic near a busy intersection, I heard tires squeal for a long time. I looked in my drivers side mirror and what I saw caused all time to stand still.

There was a red station wagon going the opposite direction of where I was going. The driver must have hit the brakes hard and then lost control of the car. The car went over the median and ended up facing the opposite direction from where it came. In other words, it was facing the right way for the lane it was in. It was right behind me. Now it would have been ok if that had been the end of it, but then something else happened.

A motorcycle happened to be driving in that lane at that moment. I could see what was going to happen and my guess is so did everyone else. I heard screaming and after a few seconds realized that it was coming from me. The car hit the motorcycle. I saw plastic break off the motorcycle and fall to the ground as the motorcycle itself plunged to the ground. The driver was not wearing a helmet.

I was still screaming at this moment and somehow found myself sitting at the side of the road. How I got over a whole lane without having an accident, I dont know. I think I went on automatic pilot.

I immediately dialed 911 and got the operator. I must have been one of the first to call in because of the questions she was asking. She asked if the driver of the motorcycle was standing up and I looked. Thank goodness he was. She said she dispatched a police officer and he should be there shortly.

The police officer was on the scene within 3 minutes and shortly thereafter I was able to leave. I had some work to do and I wanted to hang out with my kids for awhile. When I got home, I tried, unsuccessfully, to work for about an hour.

Finally, I decided that I needed to shift gears to get myself out of the funk I was in, so I took the kids to get ice cream. On the way there, we passed by the area where the accident had occurred and it had been cleared away. Thank goodness it wasnt a serious accident. The funk still wouldnt life.

We went home and I tried to read. That didnt help. So, I decided to just sit in the energy of the funk for awhile. I let it move through me. It took about 15 or 20 minutes for this process to take place, and when it was done, I was fine. I read a chapter out of the book I am reading and was able to focus on the passage. At this point, 3 hours later, I was able to go on with my day.

Its always good to try to shift gears if you are stuck in a place that you dont want to be, but if you need to sit in it for awhile, then you need to sit in it for awhile. Thats part of the whole process. Its natural for us to need to go through the process energetically instead of passing it off sometimes. Our bodies and our minds will tell us what we need to do. If you cant let it go, then allow it to move through you. This is your minds way of releasing the trauma (or the funk or whatever it happens to be). Allow that process to happen.

I am glad that the guy on the motorcycle was ok. He was probably scraped and bruised, but otherwise he seemed ok. If it took me 3 hours to get through the trauma, then my guess is it will take him days or weeks or longer. That had to be scary for him and for the driver of the car. My only hope is that they realize that they will have to go through the process of letting it go, and that they will be successful at it.