From Mexico, I was mentally repacking for my next
adventure to the magnificent Maldives in the Indian Ocean. Excitement
was building as I’d been playing so many different angles to bring this to
fruition for a very long time. I was looking forward to caring for and playing
with 3 year-old twins as well as helping their parents in their dive shop. At
the last minute, in a strange twist of fate, they got someone else to help
“that could come right away”. Humanly speaking, I was pretty disappointed to
say the least. On a higher level, I expressed gratitude knowing this,
like numerous previous opportunities that had mysteriously fallen through, was me being
protected from an undesirable situation. Better stated, I was being
guided in a more favorable direction; one better in line with fulfilling my
higher purpose here. Yet again, I ended up in California.
Spirit has spoken to me through songs, among other ways, since I was young. One day, a song came to mind I hadn’t heard in a
long time. It was accompanied by a wave of intense emotion, for which I have no accurate label....along with tears. I tried to sing, “When You Walk Through A Storm” out loud.
I couldn’t do so without being choked up by tears at a certain point toward the
beginning of the song. I'd never actually seen Carousel, from which it originated, or even knew where it came from until I checked
online. Interestingly, I realized I’d
drop off right about where Julie Bigelow did in the musical/movie. It wasn’t until very recently
that I was finally able to sing it through without crying. It helped that I was
in a physical location that nurtured my mind, body and spirit for that to
happen. Other than that, my life is nothing like the musical – except for it
seeming to go around in circles with its constant ups and downs. Occasionally,
I know exactly why I am given a certain message or guidance or sign. More often
than not, I muse about the possible meanings of things. I wonder what I can get
from the information – a lesson, something to appreciate, the knowing I helped
someone even though I don’t know exactly how. Sometimes, I simply accept the
sign or synchronicity as confirmation that I am in the perfect place in the
perfect time.
You can enjoy the uplifting, but possibly
tear-jerking, clip from Carousel here…or this beautiful rendition of “You’ll Never Walk Alone” by Celtic Woman.
If you happened to read Halloween, Wisdom and Gifts From The Sea, you are already aware of my Mother/Daughter venture with our “treasures” featured on etsy. Here’s another sampling of our offerings:
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| Hand Decorated Shell Candle Trio |
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| Ahoy! Treasure strait ahead! |
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| The Sea Witch Tiara is made from hand collected fossilized shark teeth 🦈🦈🦈 |
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| New MERMAID TRINKET TRAYS are in the Etsy store. This Cinderella inspired ring holder features a beautiful amethyst. |
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| Get your dinglehoppers 🍴ready! 🧜♀️ New hair accessories coming... |
Often, I post on my fb page, Michelle H Coaching,
things to inspire readers. Many upliftments are thanks to Neale Donald Walsh,
author of Conversations With God. This one seemed an appropriate compliment to
this blog post theme:"On
this day of your life Dear One, I
believe God wants you to know ...
... that you
are never alone. Never, ever, ever. God is
always with
you, and you have people all around you
who care.
Sometimes it
feels good to spend some time by your-
self, but
remember, too, that it is okay to reach out to
another if
you feel lonely. You would want him or her
to reach out
to you, no? So what are you waiting for?
You will not
have to think but a second to know
exactly why
you received this message today.
If you have ever been touched, inspired, encouraged, and/or entertained by these blog posts, please consider making a donation to keep them coming. You just might be helping to manifest one day that Spa Retreat I continue Walking On toward in following that dream. Expressing ongoing gratitude for all the Angels in my life that protect, support and nudge me along on my path. I know you and I never walk alone!
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