Light of the love that I found
If you read my previous post, you already know that incredible shifts have been happening in my life over the last couple of months. I can’t exactly explain how it happened. It’s almost as if a light switch was flipped and for the first time in years I could see the world around me.
Of course, Spirit likes to test us to see if we really got the lesson, right? So tonight, I set out for my favorite 3-mile walking route with my phone in-hand set to my playlist of choice and MapMyWalk fired up to record my efforts. About a mile and a half into my walk, I felt a droplet. I looked up and said, ‘oh no you don’t!’
But it did.
At first I thought it would only last a few minutes, as storms come and go quickly here in Florida. So I stopped under a tree and kept my music playing while I sort of bopped up and down to keep my heart rate up. When it let up a little, I started back up at full speed. It was raining lightly but the sun was still out, making the sky look as if it were glowing behind the few darker clouds. Memories of playing outside in the rain until my mother made us come inside came flooding back (pun intended). I thought about a secret wish I’ve harbored, which I’ve never spoke aloud- to walk, splash and just ‘be’ in the rain, enjoying every single minute of it, was suddenly coming true. In that moment, I smiled up at Spirit.
When we allow ourselves to be authentic
and admit what we really want inside,
we experience not only freedom,
but a full response from the Universe.
I took my hair down and let it get soaking wet. My clothes were sopping. My face was dripping and yet all I could do was smile. Of course, my phone was a concern so I stopped by a tree that had a little newsstand and stuck it inside while I waited for the heavier part of the rains to stop. As I stood there, the little league game at the park behind me was being rained out and little disappointed faces were sitting in the dugout. A man on a bicycle passed by, laughing to himself as another man on a motorcycle pulled up to the same corner, also smiling. He shouted out,”Nice weather we’re having!” When he reached me I stood there smiling and nodded as I squeezed the drops of water from my t-shirt. There wasn’t a drop of sarcasm or an once of impatience to be had. I’ve never seen a more serene scene, as each of us made our way with ease through the raindrops.
In the past, I would have been frustrated by all of this, criticizing myself for going out when it might rain, or the rain itself for falling. But in this moment, I had the realization that I’ve truly experienced a shift in my life.
Once it let up, I wrapped up my phone in a newspaper and made my way home, laughing and smiling along the way, knowing that this was a test from Spirit. Since my most recent awakening, it’s been a natural inclination for me to thank people for the little things, as well as the big things. I’m aware of how precious it is to have so much love and support from the people around me. I’m grateful for every chance I have to give of myself in any way, even if it’s just to give someone a simple compliment.
Spirit: “Have you really adjusted your attitude?” Me: “Oh yes, yes I have! “
Life is not about waiting out the storm. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.
Part of my blog has always been to reveal the secret “confessions” of what it’s like to have a connection to Spirit, and yet at the same time to reveal the honest truth- that even the most ‘spiritual’ among us are also human. We make mistakes. We get frustrated. We say or do things we regret every once in a while. But we have the power to change our minds, and change our lives. We all deserve a second chance. I would rather love someone just a little too much, and hurt just a little deeper for having the prividege of loving someone. I’m not afraid of looking foolish for getting caught in the rain. I’m not ashamed that it felt freeing, fun and brought me a sense of joy. I fully embrace being both resilient and vulnerable in my humanness, and I fully trust that God, Spirit, the Universe, or whatever word you prefer to use, is taking care of me, and for that I am grateful.
And if you’re as cool as I know you are, as you were reading this, you were hearing “Fool in the Rain,” by Led Zeppelin, simply because you were clever enough to gleen that bit of insight from the title of this post.
Confessions of a Spirit Messenger 