Miracles: A Shift in Perspective
Hi everyone! I hope you are all doing well and enjoying your summers so far.
I’m officially settled back home in CT for a month or so, where I am taking every opportunity to be outside, enjoy the beach, soak up the sun, and remember some of my favorite inner child activities: sea glass hunting, jewelry making, swimming, paddle ball, skim boarding, snorkeling, and catching every sunset I can!
All of that has been SO much fun. And as a result, I’ve been having to call on my Divine Masculine side to encourage myself to remember Responsibilities… In fact, just yesterday Spirit reminded me to shift my perspective on some work I need to do – seeing it less as “things that hold me hostage” and more from the heart. I had to laugh at that because right now, when the weather is this perfect, that really hits the nail on the head (looks longingly out window).
Yet when I choose not to shift my perspective and embrace the work that needs to be done, I become both the hammer and the nail – avoiding the work and feeling the discomfort or forcing myself to work while needing an attitude adjustment. And THAT’s certainly NOT fun.
Last month or so, I took 3 big drives, and I experienced so clearly (again) the importance and impact of consciously infusing Spirit into my tasks and shifting my perspective.
My first drive (Houston – Colorado): Road trip from Hell. While we were always kept safe, we hit weather event after weather event, witnessed an accident, had some close calls, and took some scary detours.
Second drive (Colorado – Houston): We avoided most weather drama and I enjoyed it a bit more, but I still found myself pushing a little too hard at the end. Again, part of me just wanted to get home!
Third drive (Houston – Connecticut): Third time’s the charm!!
Having learned from the Hell and Purgatory of the first two drives, I focused all of my energies and intentions on EASE and enjoyment for the third one. I worked with Spirit to choose the best time windows to leave, and we repeatedly missed every storm as if by magic (this includes golf-ball sized hail and a tornado, so, I’m very grateful). I scheduled in regular breaks, respected my limits, chose fun rest stops to look forward to, and we even treated ourselves to an Airbnb one night rather than a Motel.
Wow!!! What a difference. The third and biggest drive of the three didn’t feel like a burden but an adventure: I felt open to pleasant surprises, allowed more spontaneity, and the time spent in the car felt enriching rather than draining, scary or stressful.
And it all came from shifting my perspective and remembering to keep my connection to Spirit in ALL things that I do.
When I stopped seeing these drives as things I ‘had’ to do… to an experience that I want/get to enjoy (i.e, seeing and experiencing it from the heart rather than a ‘hostage situation’), I experienced miracles.
Time for me to apply this learning to my life again. ;-)
Lots of love to you all!
Erin xx
PS: The included picture is the view from our Motel room in North Texas, safe and sound, right before the mother of all storms hit! Thank you, Spirit!