I am awakened by thoughts carrying on their own conversations in my consciousness. It is fruitless to fight them once they petition to be heard. Assuredly, if I don’t heed them on their first approach, they retreat back out into the Universe to beckon someone else for recognition and action – so I complied.
Snatching my notebook, I feverously begin scripting their dictation. Relentlessly, they don’t stop, they don’t even slow down as my pencil races to keep up with them for fear of loosing any one small, yet important, factor to this new revelation. Then… as fast as they began, they vanish, leaving me to chatter with myself. So I start asking myself those fundamental questions. “What am I to do with all this information?” “What do I need to learn from all this now?” I lay there, listening for the answers – yet all that echoes back are those sounds of silence.
I turn to the clock for a reality check. What! It’s eight already! The “Doubting Thomas” in me takes over. I begin to think: all this knowledge and its going to create a negative factor in my environment today. Now I will surely be late for work. I hasten at the speed of Mercury through my morning routine; then dash to my car.
The county, as their recent target, is now singling out Manchester Road. With the approach of summer, they’ve armed their eager troops to begin repairing the most distressed streets. This new restoration project is causing bottlenecks at the two major crossroads leading to the office and this newly orchestrated procedure added fifteen to twenty minutes drive time, but it only took me three days to reprogram myself for the change! For weeks, each morning, I good-naturedly sit in a bumper-to-bumper-parade of vehicles as each do their own little “turtle walk” across the uneven layers of asphalt, while praying to the gods that their “baby” doesn’t suffer any repercussions today! In the “downtime” I sit patiently reacquainting myself with the beauty to be found in the views outside my car window.
Today though, as I driving down the street I can feel the assistance I’m getting from the Universe: all green lights – no one cutting in front of me – everything is in sync! Yet it can’t save me from that obstacle path awaiting me at Manchester Road – or can it!
What’s this! I look ahead in disbelief! Where’s the parade? Is it Saturday? Did I forget? No. So why am I flying on wings of angels? The path ahead begins to clear. Well would you look at that! Overnight the “fairies of industry” paved a temporary layer of asphalt to soften my journey!
Speeding past my obstacles of yesterday, a moment of awe transforms my surroundings, allowing me to piece together the puzzle of all the factors of the Universe that had been working together to bring me to this time, this place and this conclusion, this day. I am arriving at the office ten minutes earlier!
I love it when I am privy to viewing the parts I am destined to play in the awe of All!