This is an excerpt from the non-fiction book Bouncing Back Stronger - Turning - Trials into Triumphs (coming soon).
I had a plan. The next chapter of Bouncing Back Stronger was supposed to tie life experience to life purpose.
Woman plans, the Universe laughs.
Something else had to come first. How did I know?
Two experiences crossed my path.
The first? The Soak Up the Sun retreat.
It was a risk offering a retreat with no theme, but something told me not to restrain the content. Instead, I decided to ask the attendees which workshops they wanted.
A personalized experience that allowed them to connect on things that mattered to them. As one retreater wrote:
“I never imagined the connections we would experience in the short time we were able to spend together. The sharing was deep and heartfelt."
It was wonderful. (If you want to participate in our next retreat, click here.)
The second inspiring event? Philly Pride.
A last-minute ride request led me to Locust Ave that Sunday afternoon – and with recent social media and press around this community, I worried as we drove to Philly.
Were we walking into a combat zone?
What I found buoyed me in a way I cannot explain. We were too late for the parade, but the celebration was in full swing. My daughter hugged me goodbye and was quickly lost in the crowd. I gave her a few minutes lead time, then pushed into the fray.
I looked down to see pink and light blue stripes on the street and up to see a group of shirtless beings singing and dancing on a large outdoor stage. Soon I was bopping shoulder-to-shoulder through the colorful crowd.
Nary a protester in sight.
The celebrators were freely walking and dancing, smiling ear to ear.
There is no greater gift than to connect with others – and be accepted – for exactly who we are.
Another place we can find such acceptance is in the presence of our angels, deities, masters, and loved ones who’ve passed.
In my memoir, I describe my journey back to spirituality and the moment I saw a spirit ascend. And the many communications I’ve had with loved ones who have passed.
These experiences have enriched my life in so many ways. For example, every Father’s Day, my Dad comes to visit me. This year it was through ladybug “attacks” - on my sunglasses during my morning walk and on our windshield when we took Jake to the dog wash.
Most days, I feel the presence of guides through my morning meditation. They inspired me to write on this topic - and to create the Guided by the Light workshop (July 8th at 9 AM ET).
What I know for sure is - we are never alone. They are always with us. We just need to be at our highest resonance to hear them.
How do we peel away the fearful trance that blocks their voices?
- Walks in nature, creative pursuits, meditation, dancing, and singing.
- Taking care of ourselves and refraining from participating in drama.
- Letting others have their journeys instead of orchestrating everything to help.
- Not believing everything we read online.
Yes, we are all different and may have dissimilar beliefs - but at the core - we all want to be happy.
Don’t let polarizing forces get in the way of connecting with others - or keep you from resonating high enough to hear your guides.
They want us to live a life of joy and purpose – and, again - to know we’re never alone.
If you’re interested in exploring practices to connect with your guides - to inspire your creative journey and your life’s purpose - join us for next month’s Guided by the Light workshop on July 8th
at 9 AM ET (a recording will be available to those who register).
Hope to see you there.
Sending light and love your way.
P.S. Please let me know if this was helpful - and share your stories of connecting with guides. I love hearing from you!