I do pray, I do ask for guidance, for assistance, healing or anything else that either I or anyone else that asks me, needs. It used to be that sometimes I would get answers or responses - no, not from a booming voice coming down from the most high, but in other extraordinary ways. Messages would be delivered through a random conversation with someone, a picture I would come across, a song, something that my attention would be diverted to as I moved throughout my day. Whatever it was, I would know, sometimes in that instant or sometimes on a delay switch. No matter how long it took for the light bulb to turn on, I would always react the same way; first with an OMG (really), then beam from ear to ear, so in wonder of this incredible delivery and the knowing that not only am I getting answers, but that means that someone is actually hearing me. Me, this one small novice spiritual being in the celestial conglomerate of divine creation. WOW. WOW. WOW.
Now, I don’t recall from my past that I would get these responses quite often nor quite as fast, but then I think maybe it was because I was missing the message, I wasn’t really listening. However, things have decidedly changed in this event category because now messages are being delivered to me in the speed of amazon prime!
And not just from the specific questions or conundrums I throw up to the almighty, but sometimes from my thoughts, just what I am thinking in my head. So answers to seeking out specific answers or guidance, ok, but do I really need that much divine intervention just on my thoughts? WOW. Apparently so…...
Just the week prior I was thinking about the bit of money my husband had left me when he suddenly passed away quite a number of years back. I had always felt bad that he never got a chance to do the things he wanted to, to spend his money and realize his own dreams. I hadn’t touched the money and was thinking that instead, I would like to donate it in his name for something that he would have wanted to support. Well no can do.
Two days after pondering on this subject quite seriously, two things occurred; the first was my Financial person calling to let me know that my husband’s estate account was being moved into mine now that I was of age and second, Tanya.
After receiving that phone call, I had to go to Hallmark to pick up some cards. I walked into the store and noticed a beautiful woman, (Tanya), standing a few feet from me in front of the Christmas card selections.
I began to look at the cards when she told me that she loved my bag. Of course, I thanked her and continued to peruse the cards. However, she continued to admire it. I then turned my full attention to her and we began this conversation in which she explained that she is a collector of LV bags and she just bought herself a Chanel bag. When she was in the store with her mother looking at this very expensive bag, her mother asked her if she was really going to buy it. Her response, “Absolutely”. And then she said to me very clearly, (and twice, I might add), “Listen, I'm not going to leave my money to everyone else so that they can enjoy it. They might cry for me for about ten minutes, but after that they will be out enjoying my money, so why shouldn’t I enjoy my money.” The second time she said it, she changed it up a little bit and said, “Look, they are only going to cry for you for about ten minutes and then be spending your money. You go and spend that money on yourself and enjoy”. Oh my………..
Our conversation then evolved to blessings and God and giving back and I hugged her when I had to say goodbye, hating to leave, knowing that she was an angel here, delivering a message.
Well alrighty then, the universe has spoken and I have received it loud and clear.
So what are you listening to?
