I’m there. I’m in San Antonio and in my second command for get this: Pre-Basic Training Soldiers at the Defense Language Institute English Language Center at Lackland Air Force Base. These kids have not been to basic training yet. Not until they enhance their English speaking skills at this school that is primarily for foreign military officers and senior noncommissioned officers before they train at US military training schools (kind of like a foreign exchange program in the military). This specific command was not something that Fort Sill generally has any control over. The brigade commander at Fort Sill has “some” oversight in an administrative capacity, but the positions for the company commander, company First Sergeant, and XO (generally a 1ST LT) are filled by Headquarters Department of the Army. However, the leadership was in trouble down there and the basic training brigade commander wanted to put a by-name recommendation in to have one of his people there. Me. And there I was. As quickly as I had ended up on staff at Fort Sill coming out of battery command, was very similar to how quickly I ended up out of that staff job and into command once again. Back again working with Drill Sergeants. Yes! Anyway, one weekend a month after I had arrived, I decided to watch this YouTube video interview/documentary on Abraham Hicks (Jerry and Esther Hicks). Somewhere about 30min into the interview they start talking about how they had packed up and moved to San Antonio…I was like, No Way. I hit pause and did a quick google search. Found their website and I was like, you know they always go around the country and do these Law of Attraction seminar workshops…what are the odds that they would ever do that in San Antonio? Odds are GREAT. There was one coming up in three months. I felt like something was coming over me. I started going on autopilot. Rapid instructions were flooding my mind. Do this, do that, do this……I immediately purchased a ticket to the event, next I found out it was being held at some convention room at some hotel. I went to my expedia, found the hotel, and booked a room there for one night, the night before the event. I was backwards planning how everything was going to happen. I would get there early Friday, have a nice dinner, go to bed early and wake up to go to the hotel fitness room. Run 3mi and do some light lifting. Shower, fuel the body, check out of hotel, and head to the convention room. Anyway, I came out of the trance or whatever I was in. Felt a little bit flushed and then a “what the hell did I just do?” feeling came over me. I was like, what the heck man! You LIVE in San Antonio why would you bother getting a hotel for a place that is no doubt just down the road! So here I am laughing at myself and go on google maps. I find the hotel and see it is in northern San Antonio where I am more on the west side…18mi away. I’m like, huh, looks like that is the fancy pants part of SA. I start to zoom in on the area and then as I start zooming closer and the area is beginning to enlarge, I’m like…Holy Crap Batman. La Cantera??? It came back to me. Impossible. The very same hotel that Carrie and I stayed in 10yrs earlier. Now, full circle, and stationed in SA…just how I imagined at this very same hotel. If there was any doubt about the Law of Attraction in my mind it completely dissipated in that moment. Amazing.
Something big came down the pipe in late April 2013 from our higher headquarters. A tasking to provide a name for the Commanding General’s Aide-de-Camp. This type of tasking would normally be sent down to all the battalions, they would all provide a candidate, and the brigade commander would decide who he would select. I decided I wanted to bypass all that. I WANTED IT. I read through the job description and I was like, Yes, and Yes, and oh Yes absolutely. This job is MINE. No doubt. The brigade commander was on board and so I became the nominee for the general’s aide for our brigade. A month and a half later I had everyone in my unit convinced that I was going to be selected. No doubt whatsoever. By mid-June I had a new boss, a new brigade operations officer or S3 (a major). Coincidentally, I happened to know him pretty well. He was my battalion executive officer (XO) when I was a battery commander. Kind of a spazz when things seem a little overwhelming, which is what happened to him when he took the job. There was basically no transition time between my outgoing and incoming bosses, but he had me…or did he? As I had the entire brigade convinced that I was going to be the next aide, him included, how can I assist him in the craziness of our current state of brigade operations? The biggest being the preparation/execution of the brigade’s biggest yearly event, Holiday Block Leave. This event is where we send up to 5,000 basic training Soldiers home for the holidays. Kind of crazy and not something I was in agreement with but hey what can you do except execute. Holiday Block Leave was mainly my baby and under my purview and with me leaving there was no subject matter expert to take my place (yet). The world was kind of falling in on him, it didn’t take an empath to see that. So here’s something that came to me: A deal with the Universe. I proclaimed that I would be absolutely fine if I didn’t get the general’s aide job, and then I would be there for MAJ Harrison and he wouldn’t have to worry anymore. Let Go. Surrender. About another week went by and I had my interview finally with Major General MacDonald. It went GREAT. We really hit it off, and the small world of it all was he at one time, commanded the same battalion I served in at Fort Bragg, 3/321. I was feeling really good about the interview but never lost perspective on the deal I had made. There was still one more interviewee to go and after another week, the general’s current aide called me……I knew it as soon as I heard his voice. Didn’t get it. I felt such a tremendous release/relief and thanked him. Now I could get back to WORK. So as it goes, my brigade commander was waiting for the decision to be announced before I had my senior rater counseling with him for my evaluation report. In that counseling session I was a bit taken aback when I was reading his comments…#1 captain out of 37 captains that he senior rated…? What the…??? Then I’ll never forget this. He leans back in his chair, hands behind his head and whimsically says, “So what do you think about San Antonio?” Say whaaaaaaaaaaat??? “Ben, how would you like a second command…in San Antonio?” Yes, sir. YES, SIR, ABSOLUTELY.
Things really started to shift in perspective for me. I thought about the Operations Orders I would write that would affect up to 5,000 Soldiers in basic training, plus all of the cadre / Drill Sergeants instructing them. How hard would it be to write an order for My Life and expect me to execute it? Not hard at all the Voice informed me. Not hard at all. Within five months I had lost 50lbs, ran my first marathon in seven years, became the most positive individual my brigade has ever seen, and became the brigade commanders #1 captain out of 37 captains he senior rated (although I had no idea at the time). AND. Made the discovery of Synchronicity. An idea/concept that I never realized how powerful it was until I changed the Universe around me.
But back around mid-February 2013 I started to expand my Law of Attraction horizons by going to The Secret’s website. It was there that I discovered their “tools” and one of those tools was a little slideshow set to music displaying The Optimist Creed by Christian D. Larson. Blew. My. Mind. I was like, “Yes. Yes yes yes yes. This is something I need to make a part of my EVERY DAY living.” And it became my mantra, morning, noon, and night. The New Me. In May 2013, I had three strange encounters from three completely different individuals within a week. Each one of these folks I had not seen in varying time periods. I had not seen my massage therapist in a month and a half. I had not seen my boss’ wife in three months, and had not seen one of my former Drill Sergeant’s wife in about a year. It started with my massage therapist. I’m on the table and she says, “Wow that’s strange. How tall are you?”, and I tell her, six-two, and she is like, “You seem to be…longer…” I’m thinking, “Longer? That’s an interesting choice of words!” My next encounter was bumping into one of my former Drill Sergeants and his wife at the mall. His wife was like, “Did you lose weight? You look a lot longer…” We spoke for a few minutes longer and then continued on, but left me with that strange feeling of being longer. The last engagement was with my boss’ wife while at work. She came in to bring him lunch and enjoy lunch with him. I hadn’t seen her since I first met her three months earlier. I threw out a, “Hey, ma’am, long time no see…” and she threw me a, “Well you’re looking longer…….” And I’m like, in my mind, “W T F is up?” How is it that three complete strangers to each other come up with the same descriptive word for me? I think the closest I came to figuring this out was that my vibrational frequency had changed so much that it (subliminally) produced that elongated “thought” into their minds. I don’t know though. Those were the only ones and only during that very small window of time that it happened. Strange!
It has been almost six years since I have begun to live my life more experientially. Living with purpose. Living to live more. What a fantastic journey it has been. Every moment leading to the next until I am always Here in this Moment. I felt guided for a change of venue in my life and to look at the past as I push onward into the future. I’d like to talk about synchronicity and peeling back the layers of Self to a truer identity that dwells beneath it all. That which is behind all of us; that Higher Self, our Soul, whatever label you want to put onto that energy. It’s there guiding us if we are willing to listen with an open heart.
In 2011, I came back from a three-year tour in Germany (minus one in Iraq during that time), but it wasn’t just me coming back. I had an inconvenient friend as well. A titanium plate and eight screws in my left, not so funny, humerus. Being on a limited duty status for a while will tend to let yourself “go”. Physically/mentally whatnot. I did make a discovery though while back home…Netflix, and on there I found, The Secret; which as everyone knows is the Law of Attraction. Really put my life into perspective! I was looking at my life in a new light now and for the better part of a year, every night, I would fall asleep to The Secret, and if I woke up in the middle of the night I would put it back on. I can recall the point virtually where I would fall asleep shortly thereafter when Mike Dooley would say, “Thoughts…become…things…”, as he would enunciate this by using his fingers to drive the point home. Towards the end of 2012 I really thought I had a handle on the Law of Attraction and what it meant to me. I had no clue. I was in command at the time (battery commander for basic training at Fort Sill) and was selected to interview for a second command. I was All In for that. Instead I had no idea that the brigade commander secretly had another plan for me. Brigade Operations. He really needed help there on staff, so instead of getting my second command, I am back to the grindstone again.
I mean it was fine though. Gainfully employed, plus there is kind of a relief you get coming out of a command position where the weight of the world is lifted a bit. The weight of responsibility. I’m working on staff in operations for a couple months when one day my boss (an Army major) says to me, ”Ben, it’s just me and you up here!”, even though we had a few civilians and Soldiers, he didn’t feel confident in their skill sets. This is where I started to make a shift in my mental dynamics. To become Better for “him”. He needed me to be more and so I completely cut out drinking. I didn’t drink every day, but probably too much on the weekends that really had me off balance for the first part of the week. I needed to be better than that. This was in December 2012 and already had some thoughts about the upcoming year. Like eating more organic and starting to get back to a regular fitness regimen. Well January 2013 came and I started to do exactly that. After one week of it, my new First Sergeant came to my office to inform me that since I was no longer on a temporary profile for my arm (I had made it a permanent profile) that I was eligible for a PT test. I was like, hmmmm great, I just started a new routine and I have an Army Physical Fitness Test in two weeks. I passed. Bare minimum. The problem laid in the next phase of that morning…the weigh-in. Turns out that I was 20lbs over my max weight in the Army for my height and age. So when you are over, they tape you. It’s a fairly humiliating experience where you go into the First Sergeants (1SG) office and remove your shirt while another noncommissioned officer starts the measurements and 1SG writes them down. In my mind, I was……MORTIFIED. A captain in the Army. Gut hanging out, listening to measurements, and inside my mind I am just screaming out loud to absolutely no one/no thing and yet……I was. All of the sudden in those brief seconds as this was all taking place, I felt this stillness, this calm wash over me, and I heard this Voice say, “Are you ready to listen to me now?”, and it was in that moment when I mentally said, “Yes”, that I surrendered to my SELF. My Higher-Self. Right after that YES I started to receive instructions. You need to become a vegetarian. I’m like, “Yes, absolutely, I’m all yours.” To the 1SG, as I was walking out, I said, “Can I come and see you in one month for a weigh-in?” He told me I sure could, and in one month I was one pound under my max weight. Otherwise I would have been flagged for being overweight and not looking so good for me and the home team for future promotion (or EMPLOYMENT). So it went, I received instructions and then I implemented them. Meditate. Pray. Recite positive affirmations Out Loud, not just read them silently to the space and void that is in your mind, but sending out a verbal vibrational frequency that is felt from the words you say and received back with the ears you hear with.
A long and short message to this point in time takes me back to Dec 2012 when I was incorrectly trying to be “better” for someone else, my boss. The lesson to me was that I needed to become a better version of Me. The Shift had begun.
It came to me this morning. This beautiful image of a never-ending spiral staircase. My energy continues up step by step. I keep changing as I climb and am looking forward to these next steps as they quickly approach yet seemingly an eternity stretches as my foot moves. There is no rush.
I have been climbing for a while. We all have. I went from an enlisted Marine, to Army officer (retired), to a Guest Services Topgolf associate, to……..Spider-Man Cowboy. OR basically, whoever I want to be. Everything I have envisioned and held onto became my reality and my reality now is that I reached a point where I can literally do whatever I want and be unconcerned about finances. EXACTLY how I envisioned. The question now is, “Who do I become?”. I started a meetup for people who want to gather together and learn how to roller skate. I feel like this is more a warmup, a precursor to a New Phase.
My inner guidance system, the Voice in my head, is telling me to write again. To share and to most of all…Help.
My earliest years I remember helping were at the Jo-Ann Fabric’s store in sleepy Warren, Ohio. I was not there by choice haha. My mom, the seamstress and home economics teacher, would always bring me. I put myself to work there by opening the front entrance door for all the ladies coming and going. So from an early age I had good practice.
Apparently, I need to come back to Live in the Light and continue Living in the Light and write. Previously I had been focused on posting about high vibrational living, life of an empath, The Shift etc etc. I never wrote about, “How I got there”. How I used the Law of Attraction to manifest. How I realized that the Law of Attraction was a stepping stone to something much much bigger. Infinitely bigger you might say.
And so we begin…a series of monthly entries that led me from Oklahoma, to Texas, to Kansas, to South Korea, and back to Texas…….Present Day.
Be safe my friends!
So I would like to introduce……….Jane…and how I came to believe in the whole psychic/medium world as a Fact and not a foo foo. Back in May 2013, I am doing my “work” (allowing the Universe to guide me) for the weekend and go to the mall at this one hippie type store, Romancing the Stone (lotsa stories and synchronicities here at this place, but will stick to Jane). So I end up getting this really cool salt stone lamp, and they are buy one get another 50% off type deal. The “other” does not have to be the same item but similar in price. So it didn’t take me long and grabbed this GIANT painting of an ocean wave (Japanese). I was like there is no way this is going in my place (I already had all the walls filled with paintings etc) and the Voice (in my head), GET IT. So I got it. Went to see my masseuse for some healing hands after leaving the mall and she was talking and talking and mentioned something about a local psychic/medium who did this group session and how she (this lady) singled out a friend of hers who was not even supposed to be there but happened to show up etc. The Voice was like, Yes you must explore this. I was like……….Ok. So I asked her about the psychic, and she couldn’t remember her name but she had friended her FB page and we would check it after the session. We both forgot. Later that night when I remembered, I did a search and this lady, Jane, was the only one that stood out in my local area (small city). Didn’t want to go any kind of FB route (done with FB) but she had a website as well. I sent her an email and found she wrote me back when I awoke the next morning, Sunday. After my Sunday morning “work” (prayer, meditation, affirmation/juicing/backwards planning my meals for the week) was done, I called her. Ended up going to see her THAT day at 6pm. I knew I would. So I had this thought in my head after I got off the phone with her. If she says something about this one thing that NO ONE knows about that I kept to myself then she is the REAL DEAL. So I get to her place and she apologized as she just moved in. Like literally a couple days ago. So we start talking and hitting things off on a positive note. I had no idea why I was really there, just going with the Flow, and I explained what had been happening to me (the Shift etc). So we are just going to do this tarot card reading and see where we end up, and then IT HAPPENED. She looks up and says, “What’s wrong with your knee?”. I started laughing, my mind was glowing pleasant flames, and pointed at her and said, “Oh yeah, You’re Good” haha. My knee has (HAD!) been injured since the Army Marathon a month prior, I told her. I just never made a big deal out of it. I was Mr Positive now. Keeping my runs to not much over three miles worked out well, but going over that, I can experience what would be something that was not pleasant, but it went away as soon as I stopped running. She told me that it wasn’t my pain and to “let it go”. She first mentioned very briefly at that time about being an empath but I just didn’t really let it sink in. So I told myself though…not my pain. Got it. By next Saturday, on what used to be my long run, my knee was……….Healed. I just didn’t know it yet. The Voice said run farther. I did. I was Fine. Mind blown. Not done though. She identified a few other significant things but this is already going to be a book enough, best to hit the highlights. I spoke of my triathlon training and how swimming was my hardest event [My Arm] and then she spoke about how much she LOVED the water and had this affinity for the ocean and it was here where I started to feel a stirring. I was intrigued and she gave me her business card (ocean waves) and I was like ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……an Aha moment………”I have something that belongs to you, and by the look of things, you are starting off with a clean slate…” Her walls were bare. So I told her about the painting, and later that night I emailed her a pic of it. She didn’t know what to say. I think she did, but she was holding back haha. You CANNOT PLAN on something like that! I got that painting BEFORE I even knew that my Higher Self was going to direct me to her with my masseuse convo! You know? So back to a little more psychic-ness. In the tarot reading, she saw a dark haired woman with her head slightly turned, it was a powerful image she said. The tarot card was a beautiful angel but I forget the word that was on it. And for myself, I am trying to take it all in. And then something hit me. The painting in my bedroom above my bed. The one that struck me so many months ago and I didn’t know what to do with it until the Shift in my life took place. I showed it to her but it didn’t strike any bells. Later on, after we were finished, I was getting ready to leave and something made me want to show her a picture of my grandmother. She had mentioned THEM earlier when I first arrived, but we were not doing a “medium” reading. They came in shortly after me, and asked me, who the ladies were? My mom and grandma I told her…..Wow………she said my grandmother has a very powerful presence, not to take away from my mom’s power and love, BUT she IS my mom’s mom haha. I felt compelled to SHOW her this pic that I took weeks earlier (on my phone) of her high school graduation picture. And then it ALL started to make sense… She looks at me and says, that’s her! The woman that was slightly looking away she saw earlier. And then the Voice was like look at your bedroom again (my picture on my phone)………. In that moment, I realized that the way the painting was, the location of it in my room…it wasn’t a picture of a beautiful woman looking away, it is a picture of a Beautiful Woman watching over me. My Grandmother. On my way driving home leaving Jane’s, I had an Experience. We’ll leave it at that. Goes beyond description typing will allow. I was not done with Jane though. I made an appointment to come back, for one, to deliver a painting that didn’t belong to me, and another as I was curious about a couple things…My mom and grandma. Before this psychic reading, I had a picture blown up in a frame in my office of my grandma, and I would stare at her, into her eyes and think how cool she looked, and what was going on with her then, she must have had dreams for the future. I mean not to make light of the life she made, marriage and kids, but staring at the girl who graduated high school. Her Dreams………My mom. I always knew there was something WRONG between her and my uncle (her only brother). Something HAPPENED, and I never knew what. These are the types of things I was looking for from Jane and found. I didn’t even have to ask the questions to Jane. She started for me. Ruth, my grandma, wanted to be a dancer, like classical dancing…ballet. She just was living in the wrong time and place. Never regretted her life though, loved her husband, her family. Jean, my mom, had what I can imagine a terrifying experience as a young girl. My uncle and his friend sneaking into her room at night. Stressed she was not raped, but more than likely touched inappropriately. In the moment of the reading I got the feeling we were not talking about just a one-time incident but the FEELING was this happened probably several times. Did not want me to be mad at him. So. Now I know. I also Know that they are with me and when I used to “joke” about always being good because my grandma and mom were watching over my shoulder………………..it was not a joke after all. I went to Las Vegas for the first time in August 2013 with my best friend, O (Army Captain who just came home from her second deployment), virtually my only friend, and Soul Sister. Six years now since we became friends in Germany and the friendship/bond continues. So Vegas……….a LOT DID HAPPEN there BUT this was on the plane ride back. I met someone. A Connection was made (LONG story there). The next day I was………..a wreck of sorts. SOMETHING happened. I was in this constant state of euphoria and sadness. I couldn’t shake it!!! So happy! So sad!!!!! At the same time! After Vegas I flew to Georgia where O is stationed and I just couldn’t snap out of it. She had never seen me like this before. Heck! I had never seen me like this! Why am I feeling this!!?!?! I had all kinds of thoughts and notions, which the core of it was…Did I meet my Soul Mate?!?! Later that night the Voice said It’s OK, you will feel better tomorrow, and I did, still with strong lingering effects of………whatever that was. We were walking down a street in Savanna when we saw a psychic/medium store and she was like, “Dude, let’s go in! You’re into that sh*t!” By this point in time, O knew everything that had been happening to me. I was UNEASY about going in to see another psychic, and was like…”Maybe…..let’s walk more and we’ll see on our way back…”. A little further down the road I get a text……..from JANE! I’m like, “What the hell?!?!?”. She NEVER texted me before. She wanted me to know that she was going to be out of town and if I needed a reading it would have to be tomorrow………..Ok Jane. You’re SPOOKY, I got you haha. We did not go back. I got home and sent her (Jane) an email, did not say anything about my experience. I knew that I needed to see her though. It was a couple weeks later that I finally got her. I waited for it. SHE brought up the girl in question. She said, did you meet a woman recently? Inside I am smiling, she is so good. Yes, I did. DO NOT TRUST HER. I’m like, say what? She has mental problems. Like severe depression type of stuff. And then………..I told her the story. She just looked at me and gave me that Duh, you didn’t know(?) type expression and said very plainly, matter of fact(ly)…you’re an Empath, and your Third Eye….is Open. Be careful etc etc. So my mind is trying to digest this…I’m an empath (didn’t she tell me this before?). Like I had an idea about an empath…feeling other people’s emotions and feelings, putting yourself in their place etc etc, plus a form of strong intuition that goes along with this gift. So that CONNECTION I made with this girl really kicked in on the plane when she mentioned something to me that really garnered my FULL attention. She told me about her twin sister who had died when she was 18. 20yrs ago. And days away from the anniversary of her death. She didn’t get to the HOW, and I didn’t press, but she felt a LOT of guilt about her death. So…………the Connection. Contact Made. It wasn’t me. It was her. I took it in. Those feelings……….unbelievable. We were emailing/texting/a couple of phone calls for a while, just over a couple months, and eventually I told her what Jane said to me. Her very first words were, “That bitch!” I was stunned and then she laughed it off. She admitted to me though that she was on medication for manic depressive…I was like, in my mind, Wow, makes sense then. Eventually I let it go and let her go. I do remember the point of contact on the airplane and had to refrain from expressing any type of surprise when I saw IT, but when I was staring at her it was like water and then a ripple effect or something that I called the warble effect around her face (just in front of?). This warbling was by far one of the most bizarre things I had ever encountered. Eventually I moved to Texas, far and away from Jane, but it didn’t end. Eventually we ended up doing some Skype sessions which were really cool. Each time we did it, we would have a “visitor” try and speak through the microphone. Could never make out what they were trying to say. You know? That white noise stuff? Weird. Anyway, there was one fundamental thing that Jane could not fully do, or more rather on a limited scope. She really couldn’t tell me my future. Some things she was a lock on, like Vegas (immediate future). I do remember in a session she said, “Are you going on a trip next week where you might win a lot of money?”. Bam. On it, Jane. She told me that I was going to win, but she really couldn’t say WHAT I would win………….So it’s been a while after that trip. Did I win? Yes. I won Awareness, or rather, More Awareness of Who I Am. I remember reading or watching a youtube clip and something about psychics really do not like to try and predict the future as it seems to have a way of…changing. Like when we were Skyping almost one year ago this month for the first time since I had left and she said, “Oh! You’re thinking about getting a kitten!” All over it, Jane! Yes! I even had a kitten calendar to plant the seed further, BUT I was just waiting for more signs, and the kitten never entered my life. The main thing with Jane was that she was able to tell me about things that recently happened to me, within a week, a couple days, or was currently in progress of happening, and then the sometimes the “what will happen” if it was a fixed event that was immutable(?) or unlikely to change…….in the very near future. So now I’m going to end this way too long and over the top blog entry with something that just happened this past weekend. Something ALWAYS happens in my life these days, some weirder than others, but this one was a bit strange………and nothing to do with the subject title of “Jane” haha. You know……..this blog entry was supposed to be easy! I was going to write some stuff about Proactive living as opposed to Reactive……..but then I was guided to do this impromptu Jane bit…….and my bit. I had my alarm set for 0313 this past Sunday (I was in bed by 7 Sat night haha ) and it went off just fine, but I had this really incredible dream that I was just lying there trying to figure out what happened…My head ached. Not A “headache” but the left front part of my brain just was like I dunno like a dull thud…..now the Voice in my head was like **yaaawn**, You know what’s going to happen if you just lay here trying to go over your dream….your gonna fall asleep, BUT I was like, Yes, I know, and if I do then I am sure I will wake up soon…I was getting close, it was like almost an “Aha” and “No Sh*t” moment…….BUT THEN three minutes later (0316)! ***ring ring!!!*** Did I fall asleep? My phone? Ringing? A late night prankster? No! My First Sergeant! I THINK I may have dosed off a little and felt like I was so close to figuring something out but I instantly woke up completely (MUST be an EMERGENCY! Soldier in the hospital, SOMETHING!) and forgot about trying to go over the dream immediately………. Me: Yes!?!? 1SG!?! My alarm just went off right before you called, what a “coincidence”! (I could hear some rustling noise, some mumbling voice…) 1SG!?! 1SG!?!?!? Is everything Ok?!? 1SG: (groggy voice) Sir? I think I must have accidently ghost dialed you……..(very groggy) Me: (excited because he wasn’t calling because of a Soldier being hurt!) 1SG! This is perfect timing! Look, put me on speaker phone and we can start one of my Super Soul Sundays together! He laughed, mumbled he would see me on Tuesday (Holiday Monday). Accidently ghost dialed me? Really. You know I have long left the idea of chance, coincidence, and accidents far behind. They do not exist in my world. Soooooooooo somehow, the Universe found a way to not only get my ass up and moving but………….I had completely forgotten that dream. I cannot remember one tiny part of it, and it was a DOOZY. I was however left with this dull achey head throb for several hours afterward though. So I remembered to bring it up at work on Tuesday and he laughed. “Crazy, sir!” I’m like yeah crazy. So explain to me how you managed to enter your four digit passcode and accidently ghost dial me. Two phones sitting on his night stand. Gov’t IPhone and his personal IPhone………reached over in his sleep, punched in his code, called me until he could hear me shouting on the other end where he started to “snap out of it”. He has no idea. Crazy? Interesting. Something happened Saturday night/Sunday morning in my dream world and even as I type this I remember what the Voice said earlier in the week……..Forget about it. It’s almost like, someone was whispering to 1SG to call me, sleep makes us very susceptible to the power of suggestion………interesting stuff. Anyway, yeah I know, crazy, why are you getting up at three in the morning on Sunday? Yeah. Hah. Actually? That is “sleeping in” on the weekends for me…by two hours haha. So! My apologies for this out of the ordinary entry! For whatever reason in the Universe, I am dropping this pebble and creating a ripple effect……..as in All Things We Do. I’ll probably go the route of how I tend my Garden next time (which is Me). Only four more entries left and then……….We move on 😉
So I was on the run one morning about a month ago and had this Thought about how grateful I was for the air filling my lungs and bringing me Life. In that spirit of Gratitude, my thoughts began to shift towards giving and receiving. Breathing out, breathing in and so on and so on. I further began to contemplate the life I once new as a person that was resistant to receive. Gifts, love, whatever. Giving was my thing. I was The Giver. With the Shift though and Letting Go, I allowed receiving back into my life. My thought Stream on the run continued with…..hmmmmmmm Giving and Receiving. What came first? The whole chicken or the egg thing. However, it came to me quickly. At least from my perspective, in this 3D physicality, it was Receiving. We come out of our little cocoon from our mother’s womb and the very first thing is that rush of air filling those tiny lungs with our very first Gift and us acting in kind by letting that air out and Giving back to the Universe.
The perpetual cycle began with Receiving that first breath……..We breathe in Universes that give us life and we transform/transmute those Universes and give them back to any and all who need it…..trees, flowers, the very grass under our feet…..
The Season of Receiving and Giving is not just about Christmas or the Holidays. It is the Essence of every moment.
With Love and Gratitude to All and a Very Safe and Merry Christmas,
The Receiver and The Giver