I’ve been traveling to see a dear friend. As always, being on a plane opens me up to the ethers. I am suspended in the heavens and feel such divine connection to Gaia because I can see her from a different perspective.
On the first leg of my trip a woman sat next to me. Her energy felt so fractured. She was out of it and clearly on something. As we were taking off from Asheville she got rattled and squeezed my leg instead of the chair.
She had never flown (and she’s close to my age). It was raining and windy. I removed her hand from my leg and held it in mine. I whispered, “You are safe. I’m here with you.”
Her eyes watered. I continued to hold her hand as if she was my child for several minutes until we were up and the turbulence subsided.
She stared out the window and we didn’t speak. I closed my eyes and felt her life. I saw images. I saw the addiction, the abuse, and so much more.
It’s tricky to be in a capsule at times for me. Usually I listen to music as I fly. It closes the gap of what is and what isn’t for me. I don’t need to be feeling everyone’s life up there.
As we were landing I asked where she was headed to and she said Boston. She was starting new. It was in the silence of those moments that I could hear her even louder.
I kissed her and held her tightly as we got off. I had very little time to connect to my next flight. I gave her my card and asked her to please reach out and let me know how she was doing to which she cried.
She shook. The trip, the endless possibilities and her fear were all wrapped up with the stress of the unknown.
Here is the thing: love is a choice. It is a choice that most people don’t see as privileged true nature of our soul’s evolution.
I wanted to tell her that “the one who broke you cannot heal you.” It wasn’t my place during such a major life transformation to share this.
Love is a choice
Forgiveness is a choice
Letting go is a choice
And through those choices you begin to heal. You begin to regain your worth, your strength and your life.
We’ve all been there. We’ve all been shattered, fractured and put back together. We rise alone… and we rise with one another.
We are never far from shifting our lives, our perspectives, and our hearts.
Life will provide the perfect encounters to help you see your own wounding and traumas. It will help reflect your own stuff.
I am grateful for these moments that put me in a place of loving expansion. She was the perfect person to show me where I’ve been and where I am going.
I love you.