It rained our last night in Oakhurst and what a treat for me, I love the rain. It was bitter sweet as all good things come to an end. Or is that a crummy belief system that needs a new perspective? It’s not forever it’s just for now and until we meet again as I like to say, whether that’s a vacation such as this one or saying goodbye to a loved one. And actually, if you think about it, nothing really comes to an end, not even life. Maybe as a mortal but no one says you can’t come back and do it again if you so choose.
It was bitter sweet though as it had been a long two weeks, these aren’t necessarily vacations for me per se. I’m at Ber’s beck and call which is all good because service to others run deep in my veins and when you add special needs to the mix, it just comes natural. It’s also testing ground to see how far I’ve come and every experience is an opportunity to grow and learn on a soul level, so sign me up. I don’t want to leave but know I can’t stay. I still have a job to return to along with the exhilaration of seeing what Spirit has in store for me next.
I opted to travel home by train as I often do and my trip was nothing short of an adventure here as well. All my signs and synchronicities were through the roof as usual and for this I say thank you. I’m always blown away at the amount of angel numbers I see on a daily basis. It’s available to everybody though, you just have to have the awareness. Speaking of awareness the morning of my departure I couldn’t help but notice the heart in the tree, yay.
I also noticed the owl sitting in another tree just after sunset the previous day, which was a mystical sight. I love owls, they’ve been a big part of my journey spiritually speaking as they represent wisdom, intuition and a need to look beyond the surface. They can symbolize upcoming transformations or change and act as messengers from the spirit world reminding you to trust your inner voice and pay attention to hidden truths. It’s associated with the Sagittarius zodiac sign for it’s wisdom and insight. I’ve always been drawn to owls.
I had purchased my Amtrack ticket online a few days prior and for whatever reason I had the impression I was taking two buses and then ending with the train. When I went to get my tickets in paper I heard the agent when she said I needed to wait at the benches outside, I heard her, I just wasn’t listening. Only time would tell the reason for the chaos before the calm, and what beautiful synchronistic story it was at the end of the day.
Like I mentioned I was under the assumption I was taking a bus so I was hanging out by the bus stop. I even confirmed with another passenger that they were waiting for the bus to take them to Bakersfield and then Los Angeles to take the train. When the bus arrived and everybody was getting on the driver scans my ticket and to no avail because he said it was the wrong company. What does that even mean I asked and he then instructed me to go inside and speak to the ticket agents. So I did.
What bus driver she asks me all confused and then proceeds to remind me I was getting on a train and instructed me to go wait by the benches. That you did I told her (with an embarrassing laugh) and I heard you clear as day, I just wasn’t listening I said. She kindly exchanged my tickets (that I had no insurance on) for the following day and smiled as she handed me my tickets. If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. This was my attitude at this point because that’s just what you do, right? Right. I proceeded outside to call Amber because luckily she was still (kind of) in town for another two days.
As I’m on the phone with Amber the bus driver hears my conversation and comes over to tell me that he was still ending up in Los Angeles and would get me to where I needed to go regardless. It was a spilt second decision getting me to the Union Station with ten minutes to connect to my train home to Santa Ana. It just felt right so I said okay with a big fat thank you. Now what you don’t know yet is everything that transpired prior to the busses arrival that never would’ve happened had I gotten on the train I was supposed to take.
Let’s not forget also the first sign I received upon my arrival at the train station. It was 10:27 on the clock and we all know by now that everything isn’t just possible with God, but everything is possible with our Higher Selves because we too are God. All my signs leading me up to my travel home were amazing. The rainbow right before we left the house for the last time, the 7’s in a license plate frame in the train station, the honeybee that landed on my purse, the shooting star on the bathroom stall and the feather that fell from the sky right in front of my face with not a single bird in the sky.
While I was waiting for the bus (I wasn’t originally scheduled for) a young woman, I’m gonna vote she was in her late thirties or early forties, came up to me and asked if she could borrow a phone. She reluctantly told me she was just released from prison and had nothing on her but her belongings. I did see the correctional van pull around and I’m well aware of the bag they give you when you’re released from any correctional facility so I knew she was being truthful. I sensed it right off the bat too and gladly handed over my phone so she could call her boyfriend.
After thanking me for my phone she went inside to purchase a ticket only to return to ask if she could use my phone again. She mentioned how much the ticket cost and I could tell she didn’t have enough. I just so happened to have extra cash on me so offered to pay her way as I handed her the money. Again, it just felt like the right thing to do. I’m also doing my best to get myself out of scarcity mindset, aka poverty consciousness, and another way you do that is by living your life with a generous heart.
I’m also a firm believer that giving is receiving and what goes around comes around. It was a no-brainer for me in another split second decision. And truth be told, the second I handed her that money for the bus ticket both my legs went all goosey, completely covered in little spiritual confirmations. It was a beautiful moment for me and my invisibles, and the connection I made with a complete stranger. A little kindness goes a long way and had I gotten on the train I was initially intended to take, I wouldn’t have been able to help her. I call that divine orchestration.
