An Accident Waiting to Happen
In May, 2003, I was referred to
Bob Gottfried for trauma therapy after a serious car accident. As
I sat at reception nervously waiting for my name to be called, a
million thoughts ran through my head. What am I doing here? I am
not crazy! Even people in the waiting room were looking at me
strangely. It seemed like I had “psych patient” written all over
me!
I had no idea what to expect.
Petrified and embarrassed, I entered his office expecting to lie
on a couch and pour out my woes to a stern man wearing a lab coat,
with a clipboard in hand. Was I wrong!
Little did I know then how much our
Friday morning visits would impact and transform my life. I went
in for trauma therapy and what I got instead was spiritual
therapy. However, as time went on, he explained that
true healing can only be done through spirituality.
His teachings were simple, yet
powerful and empowering—let go of control, accept things as they
are and trust in God. That was a scary, yet liberating statement
for a control freak like me. As I embraced his teachings and
opened my heart and mind, suddenly I started laughing more,
feeling more at peace, and the issues that held me back for years,
disappeared as I dealt with them one at a time.
As I slowly let go of fear, anger,
sadness and other emotions pertaining to my accident, I felt free
of it. With his guidance, I learned that everything happens for a
reason. God had a plan for me from the beginning and Bob Gottfried
was one of my messengers. Every person I met thereafter was
spiritual. Serendipities occurred constantly and my relationships
with family and friends strengthened. I finally recaptured my zest
for life after a year of physical and emotional pain from such a
traumatic accident. Now, I realize that everything and everyone in
my life has a purpose.
To free oneself to see the Godliness
in life, is for me, the secret to
living a fulfilled, joyous and peaceful life. This is what I
learned from my dearest Bob Gottfried.
With much love and respect,
Pat Sfalagakos
January, 2004
