SERENDIPITY: means a “happy accident” or “pleasant surprise”; specifically, the accident of finding something good or useful without looking for it.
SYNCHRONICITY: is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance and that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner.
When you travel alone for a large amount of time, you think you are alone… except of course, for the etheric rope that connects you to the real world and your loved ones back home, now even more accessible with social media and skype. If you are anything like me, for the first few days, or weeks, you somehow look back rather than ahead, still tethered to their hearts, in a way so not to forget them, and more importantly, for them not to forget you. It is your safety as you clamber into the unknown. For when connected, you can tug on that rope, and know that someone will be there to pull you up.
So far throughout my European journey, I had been gliding between the two worlds, living part in the past, that is nine hours behind, and the other half in the present moment; hanging in the in between. And in order to truly experience what I needed to experience, I couldn’t hold on. I needed to cut the chords, and let go of my safety net once and for all.
There is a reason I chose to embark on this journey Mio Solo, sans a travel companion, other than a small stuffed elephant named Hope. (You never leave home without Hope, but more on him later.) For when you are by yourself, you are more open to the gifts of each moment. Rather than distracted by dialogue, you are an observer, taking in the surroundings. With each breath, a new mental picture and memory is absorbed. A new thought occurs, that is allowed because there is space in your mind, from the expansion of quiet. Soaking in the experience with wide, undistracted eyes. You become clear. Present. Undisturbed. A carrier pigeon for transformation, passing on the tradition to the family and friends back home, thereby also changing them for taking the courageous first step that they were somehow unable to make.
“We can choose to function at a lower level of awareness and simply exist, caring for our possessions, eating, drinking, sleeping and managing in the world as pawns of the elements, or we can soar to new and higher levels of awareness allowing ourselves to transcend our environment and literally create a world of our own — a world of real magic.” – Dr. Wayne W. Dyer, Real Magic
As a child, who were your heroes? What books did you read? Where did your imagination take you? And who did you dream of becoming?
If you were anything like me, you were whisked away to far off lands filled with chivalric knights on horseback, castles with moats, rolling pastures and enchanted forests, passionate poets, fairies, fair maidens and magicians; A place where only the chosen one could remove the sword from a stone. Where miracles unfolded within the blink of an eye, and believing in the impossible was the only way to be.
However, as we get older, we seem to tuck those dolls and dreams away into a trunk in the closet, or worse, a lockbox within our heart. We shut down and tell ourselves that it’s time to grow up and be realistic. Fantasy isn’t cool anymore. We have responsibilities. There is no time for Magic. Besides, we convince ourselves, it’s not real anyways.
“When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, Let it Be. And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, Let it Be.” – The Beatles
Sometimes we hurt. There are times when we are able to mask the pain, keep a smile on our face and go about our daily lives as though nothing is wrong. But then there are those other times when we can’t even lie to ourselves.
Where we are hit with something so difficult and unavoidable, it takes every ounce of energy to just hold on, and not get swept away with the pain. Those times when we can’t see our way out. We are stilted. Feel stuck. Completely lost. We’ve all been there. But no matter the pain, there is always a golden gift at the end of the murky tunnel, if we allow ourselves to see it.
These past few months have been some of the most challenging for myself, where the oldest hurts and patterns were forced to the surface; needing to be released.
The term “Authenticity” has been coming up so much in my own life recently that it became very clear to me this was to be the topic of my first official blog. It’s about setting the intention with how I choose to show up in the world, being authentic with myself, embracing who I am, and allowing my own unique voice to shine forth.
As a writer, my intention is to reflect back all the beauty that is in this world and within us all through words. For when I’m connected to my Heart, I feel a longing to share the Truth and not hold back. I will say the words that people feel but are too afraid to express. I will show you that it’s safe to be real.