My last stop today was to the studio where I will be holding a running a workshop starting later this month. Holding a bag containing the fliers I wanted to leave for the studio owner, I walked up to the location, hoping there was someone there after business hours.
An artist wearing a kind grin and carrying a few paintings walked up right behind me. Thinking he was going to the same place I was, I asked if he knew if anyone was inside. He just smiled, and I tried the door. It opened!
I dropped off the bag with a lady standing behind the counter and went on my way. As I closed the door behind me, the artist smiled again and said to me:
Good luck with that. You have good energy. It’s going to go well. Good luck.
Somewhat puzzled, I walked to my car, feeling as if he knew that I was dropping off fliers for the workshop when really all he saw was the plastic bag I handed over.
Driving home, I realized that the exchange with the artist is one of many occurrences I’ve experienced lately that didn’t seem to make rational sense. Whether it was a synchronistic meeting or words from a stranger that made way too much sense, I can’t help but continue to realize there’s much more going on here than I was once open to.
Many times over the past year, I have had people refer to me as “very spiritual.” To be honest, that reference took me aback at first. Spiritual? Me? What?
I like (and still like) things that MADE/MAKE SENSE…the rational kind. And I’ll be honest, there once was a part of me that thought people who talked to God were weak – as in they couldn’t do it all themselves. It’s that same part that likes knowing that A will result in B and wants to know and see the tangible meaning of things, but what I find is that I am feeling my way through so much more.
Ever since I gave up living the life I thought I “should” be living about a year and a half ago…well, it all started with an ended engagement about 4 years ago now…things have been unfolding in mysterious ways.
I find myself often feeling like Alice in Wonderland, experiencing moments that seem all too surreal.
So call me spiritual – I do believe in something greater than us – an energy that unites us all. I believe we are all a part of a bigger puzzle – that’s true. And I also recognize that I do “talk to God” a lot these days. And to my pleasant surprise, I don’t feel weak for doing so. In fact, I wonder why I haven’t been doing this all along!
Still, there is a part of me that resists the idea of being so “spiritual” as if that’s weird or something. Or perhaps, for me, it’s a very personal relationship that I don’t need exposed. Like one of those, “Shhh, we don’t talk about that here.”
But how weird is that because this relationship is one that has been a big part of the transformation in my life. I believe that there is a greater process guiding us and that my life is better when I am in communication with and honoring spirit – what I call the energy that flows through us and unites us all. It feels funny to be sharing this through this blog, though I hope it helps others out there who might be approaching spirituality with a similar sort of curiosity.
As I continue this greater journey in service and in choosing love everyday, I tell myself what the artist told me…and to those of you out there doing the same: Good Luck With That.
I feel kind of naked right now.