“Life takes care of me. Always. I have nothing to fear and I have everything to appreciate. I am never doing this alone. I can walk in the world with ease, trusting that all comes to me and all comes to be in perfect time.”
This was the message that came through my higher guidance this morning when I asked what I could remember to help me move through some of the resistance I was feeling toward my day. Despite “knowing better” I had a huge feeling of overwhelm and responsibility. The need to get my plans in motion and to figure out all the details right now. A couple of hours later, while running on a rarely frequented street in my neighborhood, I stopped to take this picture. It occurred to me afterwards that I had taken a very similar photo in the exact same spot nearly 2 years ago. So much has taken place since then. So many experiences and opportunities that came in - often by pleasant surprise - and all in a way that was beyond my imagination. Beyond what I could have figured out beforehand or attempted to do alone. Thank you life for the perfect example. I get it. Trust trust trust trust trust...
So often we are sleepwalking through this existence without recognizing how magical the seemingly mundane really is. Everything within our world is alive and speaking to us. If we allow it, that is. If we can open up to this constant communication we can fully appreciate its beauty and receive its gifts. These sights can wake us up from our ordinary humanness. They can connect us to something bigger - to the essence of who we really are - beyond our monotony. They can remind us of our eternal nature, our responsibility, our greater purpose and our connection to everything everywhere.
He “broke up” with me about 3 years ago. On the street. In front of a Señor Fish, 2 blocks from my house. I write “broke up” using quotes because we were never anything official during our summer-long involvement even though I loved him very deeply throughout our whole acquaintance, and perhaps well before we met.
I had believed that I was the only woman in his life, even though his hesitance in going anywhere outside either of our homes as well as his tendency to disappear for several days at a time, indicated otherwise. The connection was unbelievably strong, a soul-mating to a degree I hadn’t yet experienced. Sure, I may have only been focusing on his potential and ignoring his actions. But I loved him, there was so much magic and synchronicity and psychic-ness to the connection - how could this not be “the real thing?” And yet, there I was, standing on the sidewalk, very much aware that he had made his choice and it wasn’t me; he was getting back together with his ex-girlfriend and they were going to start a family. I walked to my house, tears streaming down my face, completely in shock over what was transpiring. It didn’t make any sense. My heart and soul had led me to him. How could it not work out? Why would I have brought myself such pain? How could this be happening to me? As I approached my front door, I was met by nearly 50 crickets waiting for me on the porch. I say 50 but it could easily have been 100. The sheer number of them hopping and crawling around shook me out of my despair. Crickets always tend to bring blessings, an indicator of positive expansion and taking big leaps, especially in consciousness. Was this fantastic magical display supposed to comfort me, letting me know that somehow this awful heartache was a blessing? When you’re in it, it’s so hard to see that what is happening is for your highest good. Looking back though, that is most definitely the case. While some soulmates are long-term companions, some are merely temporary catalysts to our next phase of self-expansion; opening us up to more self-love and freedom, assisting us in aligning with the authentic vibration of our soul. In this way, what appears to be a heartbreak is actually just the precursor to a heart-breakthrough. When we look at things from this angle, with enough space and distance and time, we can actually say it and mean it: Thank you, thank you, for not giving me what I thought I wanted. Because what I have received instead is so much better. Thank you for giving me the gift of myself.
This morning, after reading the doomsday news and feeling the strong pull of fear and negativity, I asked to see something magical in the world. Later on in the day, I saw this. The picture barely does it justice but it looked as if a giant angel was flying over us. Maybe it really is that simple. Ask and in time you will receive.
Also, my dog weirdly smelled like Milano cookies all day. I'm counting that one too.
Earlier today I was giving myself a hard time over something I had/have no control over. Mid-frustration and despair, I looked up at the sky and saw this rainbow. I laughed at such a wonderfully timed sign, reminding me to let go and trust that I'm right where I need to be. Only later did I realize how perfectly poetic this location was.
There's always a rainbow right above and beyond the barbed wire of our self-imposed imprisonment. We just need to expand our field of vision a bit in order to see it.
My dad asked me why I like taking pictures of heart-shaped leaves. I said that whenever I find one it feels like I'm receiving a little love note from the universe. And the photo, I guess, is just the keepsake.
Dreams: Our subconscious imaginings during sleep. Also, our hopes and aspirations for the future; the source of inspiration for our goals.
How interesting that we use the same word to describe both experiences...
When we think we already know everything, the world can become really small... and boring. We've already got all the answers so we stop asking questions. Yet, it's the questions- the curiosities, the explorations, and the discoveries about what we don't know- that make life fun and exciting.
Try looking at the people and the circumstances of your life from a new angle. Ask some new questions, expect new answers. Be open to what you may not have seen before. Allow yourself to be surprised by what you don't know. Wonder isn't just for the naive and immature. It's a way to find the magic even in the mundane.
Ridge’s meaning: “the top or crest of something” View’s definition: “a sight or prospect” Crow’s message: Change, it is who you are and what you do. Transformation is unavoidable. Transitions are inevitable. Excitement and discomfort are your guides. You’ve asked for more. So let it come. Let it arrive as a surprise. Let it surpass your expectations. Trust in life’s magical and miraculous way of taking you where you’ve always wanted to go. Keep moving forward. Keep looking up. |
