I remember hearing maybe six months ago not to forget what it is that I was doing, or not to forget why I’m doing this. Or something like that. It’s one of those blips that came back to me, it kept coming back to me and now it makes complete sense. It’s easy to slip back into old behaviors which if you’re not careful can easily manifest back into old patterns. I need to remember I have a blog to maintain, and exercise regime I can’t forget about and a team of invisibles always on stand by waiting to assist me.
My flights to New York were nothing short of awesome as I had numerous intimate moments with Spirit making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside reminding me I’m never alone. My playlist was a nice unexpected surprise. With no wi-fi I was left wondering how I was going to entertain myself for, how funny is this, my flight duration was my birthday which is 4 hours and 13 minutes. My second flight’s duration was another angel number, 1 hour and 33 minutes. Shout out from my ascended masters, thanks guys.
I could’ve used the airlines wi-fi but with it not being secure I opted to find another solution on how to entertain myself. I could’ve read my pranic healing book but it was first thing in the morning and with three hours of sleep reading wasn’t really an option. I certainly wasn’t going to be chit chatting with anyone in my vicinity. I was right in the middle of a Cuban family, maybe Puerto Rican, I wouldn’t know because I didn’t exchange conversations with any of ’em. My seat 22D was an aisle seat with one sister across the way and two on my right. I don’t even think they looked at me, maybe I was cloaked, who knows but I do have to admit it was quite peaceful.
I went to my YouTube Music and I know for a fact I’ve never downloaded anything. YouTube yes, music, no. I kid you not there was one downloaded playlist of 200 songs waiting to be discovered and there’s no doubt in my mind it was Spirit at play. The compilation was amazing and I was even brought to tears on the second flight with a song or two. When I was sitting in the airport at 6am waiting for my first flight I received a notification for a shorts on YouTube that more or less explained how Spirit communicates through music which was nothing new to me of course but now that I look back I realize it was my team informing me to pay attention because shortly thereafter I discovered that playlist and these were some of the highlights…
There’s more to the sun than meets the eye and that’s what I’m learning as of recent. I mentioned long ago that some would argue the central sun is God and I’m discovering more and more that’s also leaning me in that direction. But at the same time God is literally everything so of course the sun is too. This next song made me cry as I heard it for the first time on my second flight. What made it so special was the fact that I was looking at the blue sky while being reminded how much I’m loved. And Bastille will forever remind me of my late bestie Dana Tomsons.
I can’t help but feel like this is my final test though because not only am I taken out of my element, completely out of my comfort zones not to mention my daily routine that once was, is now null and void. I love my friend dearly but I can’t help but feel like I’m getting a little dose of my own medicine. Where once I was the one who smoked and drank profusely, now the roles are reversed and I can’t help but feel like I’m having to put all that I’ve learned into practice which is unconditional love, loving kindness, understanding, compassion in action and most of all patience. Or maybe it’s just life long friends (soulmates) helping each other out in different points of our lives.
Just as I’m feeling like this is one hundred percent my final test I receive a message from the High Counsel of Sirius confirming everything I’m feeling and putting back that faith I so desperately need to continue on with this part of my journey. I have no idea where I’m going or how I’m getting there. This is not my final destination either, it’s just another stepping stone getting me to where I need to be however it is a frustrating one because while my friend expresses an interest in wanting to be more spiritual you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink. Yet another cliche that embodies profound truth.
At this point all I can do is lead by example. Like everything else the curiosity has to come from inside, you have to want to be curious and ask questions. Everybody has their own path and their own set of invisibles always on stand by waiting patiently for you make the first move. I should’ve known this trip I don’t wanna say was too good to be true because I’m extremely grateful to be not working on the pier anymore and even more thankful for the road trip I’m about to embark on but it is a final test that is proving to also be easier said than done.
The energy here and right this second is quite chaotic, especially with us trying to get out the door, with an abundance of profanity, note to self because that is making sense too. Right now it’s imperative I stick to my guns and while I have no problem not drinking and smoking, it’s important that I’m the light in the dark, the calm in the chaos, the grounded earth angel who’s trained so hard to be the change I want to see. Just because I know the truth of everything that’s happening doesn’t mean I can teach anyone all I’ve learned in four years and cram it into a month. I just need to stay focused, stay positive and remember that everything happens for a reason and this experience comes with more soul growth and some serious expansion.
I was wondering how and if my angel numbers were gonna make appearances here in New York the way they did back home and what a silly thought that was. Before I knew it my team found ways to show me they see me, they hear me and they love me. On the plane there were 2’s everywhere. Everywhere I looked I saw 2’s, it made me laugh every time I glanced around the plane. They were on the pamphlets in the back of every seat. Then there was the girl to my right with her phone. By the time I grabbed my phone and snuck a picture it was already 11:12, which wasn’t even the right time because my phone said 1:11.
My first night I woke up to use the ladies room and for whatever reason felt compelled to check the time half asleep only to see 2:22, I laughed and went back to bed. The neighbor pulled up at one point while we were girl powering it up working on last minute this and that’s on the van. I went over to talk to him and my eyes were immediately drawn to the digital milage above his steering wheel…222.7. Yesterday Amber needed me to nuke her heating pad and the time was 4:44 on the microwave. Now you know why my question was silly when it came to angel numbers. I live and breathe these numbers so of course they’re gonna make an appearance.
I don’t know if it’s coincidence or not but every now and again I hear a train in the distance and it always brings a smile to my face, especially in those moments of why am I here, it’s in those moments I’m lovingly reminded my train is coming, keep going because it will arrive. Probably when I least expect it.
Love and Light