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Sweet Surrender

There are times when it seems that the Universe is testing us to see if we are willing to practice what we preach. The past 24 hours seems to be a reflection of that concept. I began writing this blog last night following a lesson filled Sunday afternoon and several times, the words were inadvertently deleted, thus this late in the day entry.
Recently birthed my new ‘baby’ that took 53 years to create:  The Bliss Mistress Guide To Transforming the Ordinary Into the Extraordinary and had done a book signing at The Doylestown Bookstore in bucolic Bucks County, PA.  Arriving an hour early, I was delighted to see the table set with a scarlet cloth, near the front door. I scattered copies of the book, like so many butterfly wings, along with  purple feathers and red paper wrapped, dark chocolate treats for passersby to enjoy. Then I waited and was greeting by my familiar companion, the chattering monkey mind. “What if no one shows up and you sit here looking pathetic?”  At that moment, a song wafted through the airwaves from one of my favorite singer songwriters serenading from beyond the veil..
Sweet Surrender by John Denver
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway, traveled by many, remembered by few.
Looking for something that I can believe in,
looking for something that I’d like to do with my life.
There’s nothing behind me and nothing that ties me to
something that might have been true yesterday.
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don’t know what the future is holding in store,
I don’t know where I’m going, I’m not sure where I’ve been.
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me,
my life is worth the living, I don’t need to see the end.

Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.

Lost and alone on some forgotten highway, traveled by many, remembered by few.
Looking for something that I can believe in,
looking for something that I’d like to do with my life.
There’s nothing behind me and nothing that ties me to
something that might have been true yesterday.
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more than enough
To just be here today, and I don’t know what the future is holding in store,
I don’t know where I’m going, I’m not sure where I’ve been.
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me,
my life is worth the living, I don’t need to see the end.

Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.
Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care,
like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air.

I smiled at the message and took a breath and within moments, people came to the table to chat, nibble chocolate and buy books. Strangers who wandered by, a friend I have known since she was a precocious 14 year old, another friend I met in the mid 1980’s, a co-worker and her mom, another former co-worker and her infant son, my wonderful ‘web-angel’ and her hubby, snapping photos for web content.
And so, now, as I sit with this experience, I grin in recognition that it is all in perfect flow and Divine order, trusting that God has my back….as well as front, top, side and bottom.  Waving the white flag of surrender.
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