What was It Like? I Cannot Say

Life is moving on when a soft tingle sets to warn,

A decision must be made in the here and now.

With admittance that I won't know how it goes,

The main path is to surrender and accept.

The tingle intensifies until it seizes my body and mind,

All goes dark and blank.

I wake prepared to meet the fear and worry that emits around me,

I only think to get up and escape that energy to regather my senses.

I have no calling to concentrate on worry or pain,

I must keep moving on and accept as is.

I have no control over my body,

I'm not conscious to acknowledge what happens.

After the spell, I can only accept what is as is,

Acceptance and surrender is all that I can offer,

While trusting that a purpose was set out for me.

What was it like? I cannot say.

My daughter asked me what having a seizure was like and I was at a loss for words. It took over a week for me to find courage to describe what I could.I hardly recall the actual experience because my body and mind shut down in those few minutes. I can only recall the routine surrender and acceptance in the aura before the seizure and the urgency to escape care when I woke. Worry and disappointment were never worth my energy to dwell upon. I knew I had to keep going while never knowing when it may occur. I just kept following a purpose that could never be shared or explained to another.