When I was at the MUM Expo on Sunday, I spoke to an elderly man with grey hair at one of the many booths providing Past Life Readings. He was there supporting his wife who was doing the readings. I told him about my interest in past life regression, and I asked, “Is there any healing involved or is it just information?” He replied that it was just information, but it could be very useful and helpful to me. A few minutes into our conversation, I noticed that he only had one hand- his other arm stopped around his elbow. I did the socially polite thing and tried not to stare. But during his schpiel, he brought up the subject of his limb. He said, “I was born like this. When I was younger I used to get angry and think ‘Why me?’ But with the help of past life readings, it is more clear that this happened for a reason, for me to learn.” Seemingly unrelated, he asked, “Have you ever seen Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade?” No, I had not seen it. But he told me about the story with the invisible bridge. He articulated the story, with a slight narrative arc, explaining that Indiana Jones had seen a clue that he would have to take a leap of faith at some point. Then Indiana Jones got to the edge of the clif and had discovered the invisible bridge. He then gathered dirt and sticks to cover that bridge so that he could see where he was stepping, in order to get where he was going.
I suppose that the man was implying I should take a leap of faith and choose to get a past life reading from this lady. I’m sure she was great, but my feeling or intuition was not telling me to choose her as my treat for the day. I wanted to be free and wander, and get to the next free lecture which was about transmutation. In the end though, I still got to hear this gem of a story from the older man. And of course being obsessed with the metaphysical, I automatically loved the way it could be thought of as a metaphor for life.
Today I heard the news that I was not accepted for the job position I interviewed for yesterday. Of course I felt a hit of despair and helplessness and confusion. I was all set and eager that I would leave my part time job and get a new one in the holistic field (which I still may, but I’m not feeling as rushed). Once I heard the news, I thought to myself; “this just means that it wasn’t meant to be, and better opportunities are awaiting to be co-created by me and the Universe.”
But I have been thinking about the notion of taking footsteps of faith. In the back of my mind, keeping that tip-toe of faith going steadily. Sneaking past those self-doubts and fears. On the continuous path of growth and expansion. I don’t have to drop everything and immediately quit my job and expect the invisible bridge to be that wide. I can take it slow and discover the bridge at my own pace. As I mentioned yesterday, the Flexible Akashic by Mary Faith has really given me a new boost of inspiration and unblocked any blockages that were in my energy body. I could definitely feel the difference in my throat chakra, and I am using my voice as an instrument for healing. I also went to Kundalini yoga at the Healing Arts Collective last night with Marilyn. I knew I wanted to keep that energy from Sunday flowing, to keep that high vibration. I could feel my hands tingling. At one point, I almost felt like I was having an orgasm! I think it may have been kundalini rising. I was also able to view visualizations at my third eye. I really feel like these things give me a natural high, and they are very healthy as well! One interesting thing that Marilyn mentioned was that we hold generational memories in our spine. So that’s why we do so much spinal flexing and stretching in kundalini! We ended the class with the meditation Ang Sang Wahe Guru. I always love singing in class. This time, I wanted to practice freeing my complete voice and singing from the heart, so I mentally brought myself back to the way I felt the day before, driving home from the MUM Expo. I pretended I was in that car alone, not giving a poop what anyone else thought in the other cars driving by or in the class surrounding me. Anyway, I say thank you to the experience of being declined for the position, because it sparked me to really envision and start planning what I do want. Thank you! ❤