Obstacles are moving out of the way. Amazing how once you open yourself to what the universe has to offer everything starts happening.
After almost 3 months of sitting here, feeling oh so sorry for myself and asking why the good things were not coming my way....the phone finally rang.
I am so grateful that I am once again surrounded by positive people. And for having someone call it as it is....I realize that I need to own up to who I really am, and take advantage of the opportunities that are right in front of me.
I am in such awe, that words are difficult to come by.
Please let me continue to be an instrument of positive change and influence. Grace me with those in my life that carry me to my higher purpose. Let me continue to thrive on this amazing positive energy that has once again come in to my life.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Transitions
I reconnected with someone from my past tonight. He'd been haunting me for the last month. Like that nasty letter, bearing bad news, that you just don't want to open. Honestly, I dreaded it - but at the same time, I asked for it.
A month ago he sent me an email to see if I was still alive. Couldn't answer it. It stared at me each time I opened my email. A constant reminder that change was coming, whether I was ready for it or not.
Contact with him always means change. Our conversations are often the catalyst for movement. Knowing this, I didn't want to face the inevitable.
On a whim I forwarded him a silly email that I received from a friend. That was it! I opened the door.
Two hours later I sit here, energized and exhausted from the interaction. And grateful. I can't call it the beginning - more like the middle, the dip in life where you've come down a terrific high and now need a nudge to get back up to the next plateau.
After 26 years (and really only 19 days) a ghost from my past is propelling me forward to my future. Oh yes - I am grateful - and humbled.
A month ago he sent me an email to see if I was still alive. Couldn't answer it. It stared at me each time I opened my email. A constant reminder that change was coming, whether I was ready for it or not.
Contact with him always means change. Our conversations are often the catalyst for movement. Knowing this, I didn't want to face the inevitable.
On a whim I forwarded him a silly email that I received from a friend. That was it! I opened the door.
Two hours later I sit here, energized and exhausted from the interaction. And grateful. I can't call it the beginning - more like the middle, the dip in life where you've come down a terrific high and now need a nudge to get back up to the next plateau.
After 26 years (and really only 19 days) a ghost from my past is propelling me forward to my future. Oh yes - I am grateful - and humbled.
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