When I moved to Houston three years ago I was “all in.” Before departing Fort Lauderdale, I sold a few things and donated all of my furniture and household items to an organization that helps women in recovery get back on their feet. A miracle named “Odalys” appeared at the eleventh hour to facilitate the bulk of my belongings finding a new home. I don’t know what I would have done if it weren’t for her! You can read all about that experience in my blog titled “Faith, Trust, and Moving Dust.”
Last month, as I prepared to leave Houston and head back to Florida, I made the executive decision that I would only bring what would fit in my car. Since I gave most everything away three years ago, I don’t own enough to make it cost-effective to rent a truck or hire a moving company. It felt like a clear and efficient boundary since I will most likely be moving again to a more permanent location later this summer.
As I packed up my car last week, I soon discovered there wouldn’t be room for a few things I was hoping to bring. I couldn’t find space for three of my large plants without crushing them, so I decided to leave them behind where they were growing happily. The other item was my laundry basket. While driving the first leg, it occurred to me that I could have put my hanging clothes inside the laundry basket, thus allowing it to come with me, but by then I was already in Louisiana. It was disappointing, but I knew these items could be easily replaced. I was amazed by how much did fit in my car. Had one of my favorite paintings been one inch wider it would not have slid into my hatchback like it was made for that space. With those few exceptions, everything else fit perfectly and I was incredibly grateful!
After a joyful two days of driving listening to dance music and A Course in Miracles podcasts, I arrived safely at my sister’s house in Florida. With her help, it took less than an hour to unload my car. I brought in my clothes from the passenger seat first. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I hung them. On the floor of my new closet was a bright blue laundry basket! My sister had placed it there without knowing that was one of the items I had to leave behind. What a beautiful reminder that the Universe has my back. When I don’t try to force things to fit and surrender to what wants to happen, my needs are met without having to speak them.
Could you use some assistance in surrendering and releasing the need to force things to happen in a specific way? I would be honored to help you see things from an expanded perspective with a series of Life Coaching Sessions or with Family Constellations. Both create space for miracles to happen in your life. Please look around my website for more information and to learn about upcoming events. If you’d like to book a session, simply send me an email.
Until next time, may you surrender to the many miracles that want to happen in your life.
Miracles are natural. When they do not occur something has gone wrong.
Miracle Principle #6 – A Course in Miracles