WHEN GOD GETS IN YOUR FACE

Earlier in the week I wrote a blog called "Re-Thinking" it. Even though it is typical of me to blog each morning as such, this blog was not that typical. My energy was depleted and my vibe was low. I was starring at a cross-road in life and feeling slightly bogged down by the latest curve balls. I sat with that space for the remainder of this week...until today, when God reminded me exactly what I have started on this Earth.

Last night I woke up, startled, after a dream I can still barely remember. My Nanny was there, so was Julitto's Dad, and I am pretty sure my Grandpa as well. All beautiful souls that have left this realm too soon. In this dream I was holding Cloey and they were all reminding me how they are acting as my spirit guides. That was it. Little substance, but a powerful message. I woke suddenly and in my half asleep state, realized my entire room smelled of Cloey. I tried to keep my eyes open, but ended up passing back out.

This morning, while sitting quietly at my desk, a beautiful stranger blew into the Spa. She was seeking me specifically, remembering how our paths accidentally crossed weeks ago. She admitted to being drawn to my energy and wasn't even sure why she chose today to have such a powerful conversation. We talked it up and she left with dates in mind to host her very own Zen Party and with the intent to further connect via Facebook. A new friend. A new soul sister. A gentle reminder that energy is infectious.

Within minutes of her departure, I casually went to check my email only to be frozen and stunned with what I saw. An email...from MY MOTHER. My mom and I would email daily, but I have not had the pleasure of receiving her emails in over a month due to her severe sickness. She must have felt AMAZING this morning and took it upon herself to power up her cell phone! She replied to an old blog I wrote months ago about my mission to infuse Spirituality across the nation. She wrote one line. One sentence....

"NEVER GIVE UP ON YOUR DREAMS."

There it sat. In my email. I stared, blinking. I hear you Mom. I hear you Universe. I hear all of it. And so I wrote back, "I pinky promise i never will."

Thank you God. Thank you for reminding me who I am. How silly of me to almost have forgotten.