The beginning of Feb 2018, I visited an emergency room to search out some relief to what I thought was the flu. Instead, I found myself in an ambulance on my way to a larger hospital in order to have surgery to remove a brain tumor (more of a skull tumor, but not an important detail here).
Several days before that visit, I visited a local chiropractor because I thought maybe he could help me alleviate some of the pain I was experiencing and mistakenly thought was related to a mis-aligned spine. He took me through a number of little tests to evaluate my symptoms, and then he did an adjustment.
I visited him again this week to bring him up to speed and show him the scan of my brain and rather overwhelming sized tumor. He was in disbelief. He ask me to confirm what symptoms I had and then said to me: “As doctors, when we hear hooves we think horses not zebras but you, my dear, are a Zebra”.
I laughed, of course, but when I really think about it today … you’re damn skippy I’m a zebra!!! Always have been.
I don’t run with the horses. That’s too normal for this zebra. And I’m not just any zebra either – I’m unique.
And so are you!
How can you embrace your inner Zebra today? What does that look like? Comment and let me know.