The Universe Works in Mysterious Ways

Last week when my son had an ear infection I tried to contact the chiropractor to make an appointment.  The website was down, the phone disconnected and a text to her cell went unanswered. I found it odd but I wanted to get my son an adjustment to try to help his ears so I contacted a different chiropractor, one that my sister uses and who also happens to be the husband of a mom in a mom’s group I’m a member of. I was able to arrange an appointment for that afternoon.

When I was speaking to the new chiropractor, I told him the story of the disappearance of my former chiropractor and told him the names of both her and another chiropractor I had used in the past. He told me he had actually been in the office of my missing chiropractor last week because his office was looking to expand. They were looking to possibly use her space to expand into.

How weird is that? How very strange.

I can only believe that the universe was calling me to come meet this new chiropractor.

Risk is not a dirty word.

When you think of risk, what comes to mind? The stock market? Gambling? A start-up business? All of these things involve taking risks.  What about trying a new restaurant, speaking to a stranger or trying a new class?  Don’t all these things also involve taking risks?

There are some words that we think of as negative words.  They carry with them negative undertones, when in fact they are really just words.  Words themselves are not negative or positive, we, as humans give them these connotations by the feelings they provoke when they come up in conversation.  The word risk usually carries with it negative associations.  When we think about taking risks the adrenal starts pumping a little and our mind races.  It can physically make us uncomfortable to think about “taking a risk”.

The topic of taking risks came up in a group I am in, and it amazed me the emotions that were evoked when the subject of taking risks came up.  The majority of the group looked at taking risks as scary, hard and uncomfortable. (Also words that tend to have negative associations).  While I agree that taking large risks such as changing a job or starting a new business can be scary and uncomfortable as they push us out of our comfort zone, I also want to point out that there are small risks we take every day that we don’t think twice about.

When we try new restaurants and read new books we don’t think of these tasks as being scary.  But aren’t we taking risks when we do these things?  We are taking a chance that the food and atmosphere in this new eating establishment will be enjoyable and that we won’t mind paying the bill at the end of the meal.  We are taking a chance that this book we purchased will fill us with new knowledge or open our imagination or let us escape from our own reality into a fantasy world for a bit.

So, I challenge you.  Make it at point to take a risk today.  Try something new, a new restaurant, a new show, a new book. . . talk to a stranger, buy a new item at the grocery store.  Stop seeing taking risks as something negative and scary and start thinking about it an awaiting opportunity.


The Power of Positive Thinking

In January, the neighbors in the house next door moved out and the owner of the home put the house up for rent.   I cannot tell you what a scary concept it is imaging what type of neighbors might move in.  In the few years we have lived in our home we have had some good neighbors and some downright aweful neighbors, so when you let your imagination start to run wild about what type of people you might end up having move in next to you, well, it’s enough to keep you up at night.


I decided that I was going to use the power of positive thinking and intentions to help get us some good new neighbors and I imagined what my ideal neighbors might be.  I decided it would be nice to have a younger couple familiar in country living and if they had a child around my son’s age that would be a great bonus.

The new neighbors moved in this weekend and after I met them I am convinced I wished them there.

When I saw the moving van I couldn’t help but be curious and with a beautiful sun shining day and a little boy who loves being outdoors I was hoping we would catch a glimpse of who these new people were.  Our dogs helped speed up introductions as they were both very curious about who the new creature on the other side of the fence was and I quickly learned the first names of everyone in the new house. The new neighbors are a young couple with a little girl just about six months younger than my son, with two dogs that seem well behaved and well cared for.  They are from South Carolina or, at least, she is from South Carolina.

After meeting the neighbors, I am convinced that the power of positive thinking played a hand in picking our new neighbors.  I plan on letting them get settled in and then I’ll bring them a housewarming basket in gratitude to the universe for sending us what seem to be some good folks.


Follow the Signs

Have you ever noticed the signs the universe sends?  They are easy to miss and ignore if your mind and heart aren’t open.  But if you open your mind and your heart they seem to pour in from all directions.

One of my goals for 2016 is to venture out more.  To be more social, meet new people, learn new things.  So I signed up for a vision board workshop.  I used to love making collages when I was younger and I thought it would be a perfect way to learn something new and to meet some new people.  I was correct.

It amazes me how the signs of the week lined up perfectly guiding me to the vision board class.  Peaceful Parents Happy Kids a book telling me I’m on track with my parenting skills but also offers room for improvement.   The book was an unintended find that spoke to my soul in the first few pages. Inspiring emails from Meg Meeker focusing on “Yes, I Can!”  Positivity pouring out around me everywhere I looked, from facebook feeds to nature and people I encountered at every turn from the gas station to the grocery store.

A hit on the work front offered a lot of insight, simultaneously scaring the crap out of me while also giving me a kick in the butt to figure out what I want to be when I grow up led me to post to my mom friends asking what they do so I can get further inspiration.  I was disappointed by some reply’s as I really don’t want to be a cocktail waitress again, but did receive some inspirational responses and also found that one of my fellow moms raises chickens (another goal for 2016) and offered to teach me about them.

When I arrived at the vision board class and we started to get into the groove I was so happy.  The signs kept pouring in left and right telling me the universe had been leading me to this moment and that I was supposed to be there.  I met some amazing people, one, another writer who may have helped inspire me further that maybe I can one day make a living blogging/writing.

What is a vision board you might ask?  A vision board is a tool that can be used to help set, clarify and specify and meet your goals.  According to Make a Vision Board Website a vision board helps you to
1. Identify your vision(s)/goals and give them clarity.
2. Reinforce your daily affirmations.
3. Keep your attention on your intentions.

Our workshop leader instructed us that when you put things on your board you should be very specific and intentional.  I had brought a picture of our little 1950’s house because I want to complete some more projects around the house.  She said to instead add pictures of what I want the completed projects to look likehelp get the energy flowing in the proper direction of completed projects.  I am tempted to color the picture of the house a rusty red as that is the color we have decided we want to paint it this year.  I might still hunt down the colored pencils and give that a go.

There are many ways to focus your intentions on a vision board.  We used Feng Shui and divided our board into 9 quadrants.


I hadn’t been prepared for this and I was glad that we had something to help remind me of what areas of my life I should be focusing on.  I was missing some important areas and after talking about how we need to intentionally set each goal on the board I knew my board was going to take more work than just an hour or so at a workshop.  I’m actually still working on fine tuning, but this is what I have so far.  A lot of goals this year.  A lot of positivity.  A lot less wishing and a lot more doing.





When the Fates Intervene

I received a gift card to Barnes and Noble for Christmas and I hadn’t made it to the bookstore yet to invest in some new mind feeding materials.  Most of my book purchases the past year had been in the personal development type category. I have been neglecting the imagination side  of reading lately and really just wanted to get some supernatural vampire/werewolf type trash to feed my soul with some creativity.

The more practical side of my brain told me I needed to get at least one personal improvement book and then I could blow the rest on some supernatural trash.  I went to my amazon book wishlist and picked a few I was interested in wrote it on a sticky note and headed to the store.

One thing I absolutely can’t stand about the bookstores nowadays is that it seems like the selection is limited and you never know if you’ll be ablet to find what you want.  I was disappointed that none of the books on my sticky note where anywhere to be found.

One book caught my attention Peaceful Parent, Happy Kids.  It had been on my amazon list of reading, but not on the scribbled sticky I had brought along with me.  I went ahead and grabbed it before heading on to pick up my werewolf trash.

While the kiddo enjoyed his little bit of nursery rhyme time of my phone I picked up the new book and read the first few pages and realized the fates had intervened.  Reading just the first few pages my soul was singing.  This book was exactly what I needed in this moment and the fates had intervened with my book list letting me know that this book was the one I needed at the moment.  Even the husband picked it up, took a look and showed some interest.

A frustrating trip to the bookstore turned out to be a perfectly planned trip.  The Fates know what we need and send it when we need it.

The Curse of Three’s

Have you ever noticed that irritating things come in three’s?  Last week was the curse of the threes’ in our house.

It started with a finicky air conditioner making squeaky type noises that never mean good things with machinery.  A call to our trusted AC guy fixed that for a reasonable price. . .

Next a check engine light.  Don’t those always make your heart drop into your stomach?  Turns out this one was because I didn’t screw the gas cap on tightly enough the last time I had gotten gas.

And number 3. . . a backed up kitchen sink.  This one took lots of dirty work, but the husband managed to fix it for only a few dollars.

It used to be when things would go wrong, I would let them effect my whole world, but nowadays I just roll with the punches.  It was lovely to see our AC guy, who is one of the nicest people.  A check engine light just reminded me that I need to stop being in such a hurry all the time, to slow down and take my time, and a backed up kitchen sink led to a water conservation game that I plan on continuing.  It seemed fitting these things came the week before Thanksgiving to serve as a reminder to be thankful for what I have and how blessed I really am.

Hope you all have a lovely holiday week!

Time for Back Up

When you’re having a rough time of things sometimes you have to pull out the big guns and call for back up.  I am blessed to have some very wise and insightful friends.  Friends who encourage without effort and who inspire through actions and conversation. It is amazing how the simple act of conversation can fulfill the soul.

It seems like whenever one area of life is going smoothly other area’s of life are a big cluttered heap.  While driving home the other day, on the way to the grocery store, I found tears were streaming down my face as I finally dealt with one of the realities of my big cluttered heap.

I flash backed to a time in my early twenties when I was sitting in the parking lot of the grocery store, tears streaming down my face while chattering to a friend who was telling me I need to settle down, put on my big girl panties and keep on keeping on.  She was more or less telling me that things would work themselves out eventually.  Whenever someone pops into my head like this I feel it is a subconscious happening in my brain  telling me I need to reach out to this person, and with this particular friend I was long overdue to reach out to her.  We’ve known each other for about 15 years now, but in the chaos of life and me moving and her moving and kids and marriages and more moving we haven’t kept up with each other as much as we should. (And let me just add we are so incredibly stupid for this).

I chatted with her on facebook for a bit and instantly felt better.  We then arranged a phone date.  I have to say the conversation I had with her was the highlight of my week.  It never ceases to amaze me how sharing your feelings with someone instead of keeping them bottled up can take a weight off of your soul and allow you a little breathing room.  This friend reminded me of who I used to be and who I still am, and opened my eyes to how maybe I had forgotten a little part of myself that I need to get back.  She also reminded me that life can deal you some terrible shit and you have to learn how to deal with it and keep surviving then move past surviving and start living again.

Advice for the weekend.  Call someone you miss.  There’s a good chance they miss you too.