Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Coincidence? I Don't Think So.

I started the day with vigor and verve, newly-repaired Activator in hand. Somewhere around midday I realized. My finger is hurting. Inspecting the site of pain, I find a blister forming at the bend of my middle finger. No small feat considering it's right smack-dab on top of a callous. A fifteen year-old callous.

Really? So you mean the scratchy duct tape the dude (um, professional) used to repair the cracked shaft rubbed against my finger and gave me a blister? Grrrrr.

So I put it aside and used my other one. Now mind you, this Activator is cracking too, and on the brink of the same repair. But I've been careful, you see. Been nursing her along. Not five minutes later, BLAM!!! I turn around and she's lying on the floor busted, the handle in two pieces beside her.

🎝Dunt-dunt-da-da, dunt-da-da, da-da, da-da.♫

SCREEEEEEECH!

I know you can't hear me. But that was a high-pitched scream. Because, don'tcha know, it goes with the rest of my day. Week. Since getting home from Casper, Wyoming, actually.

GAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

After everyone left and I had time to stew, it hit me. Crap. Now it's obvious. Is it to you? One instrument hurts my hand, the other one breaks outright? BLAM, POW, KAPOOEE.

I interpret this as one of two things, both of which are signs. And yes, if you're wondering, I believe in signs. One, I was hating on my day job and indirectly destroyed the object of my hate, or two, the Universe, God, my angels, whoever's up there whispering in my ear, yelled "hang it up".

Get rid of my day job?

Did I just say that out loud? Because I have lots of reasons to keep it. And only a few to let it go.

"The heart is the hub of all sacred spaces.
Go there and roam." ~ Bhagawan Nityananda
But look at the signs. At my heart. The heart that calmed the moment I sat down to write about it, the instant I laid hands on my keyboard. Listen to her. She is the song of the sea, of wind-tossed waves sluicing against a sandy beach, the roar of quiet abandon to what is and what shall be.

Yes. I will. I will look. And I will see. Thank you, Universe, thank you very much. I will.

Is something trying to get YOUR attention? Will you look? Pay attention? Will you see?

~ Olivia J. Herrell


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