For a few months in the autumn of 2019, I participated in some fairly strenuous dance classes that I really enjoyed. But at one point after this, out of the blue, I could not put my full weight on one of my feet or walk very quickly. 

While this did not seem very noticeable to others, I was very aware of it and feared that I would never be able to walk or dance normally again. So, I called a Christian Science practitioner to pray with me. When I mentioned my fear, he encouraged me to claim my present wholeness as an idea of God and not to see myself as burdened with a problem needing to be fixed. 

Soon, although it didn’t seem to make much sense given the situation, I felt inspired to proceed with a plan to spend a day in New York City. Despite each step being fairly uncomfortable, I caught a train the next morning before dawn and walked all over the city, about nine miles total. This did not feel like stubbornness, but instead felt freeing and strengthening. I’d felt impelled to move forward in expectation of healing.