I read this post by Facebook friend Marianne St. Clair and the ideas tickled me.
“What are you wanting to create in your life? A new career or job? Then today Play IN the Possibility of you already having it. Jump in the vortex of the job. Talk to people who would be your associates as if you already have the career. PLAY. CREATE. BE what you want. NOW.”
I have a running list of things/experiences to create in my life, ranging from trips to treats, from books to read to books to write, from people to meet, to friendships to forge. I have a limitless imagination and so do you. When I visualize these happenings, I color them vividly, splashing effervescent paint over their surfaces. I step into them three dimensionally. I feel them in my gut. Goosebumps are my ‘truth barometer’ and when I notice them, I know I am on the right track, no holding back….and yet, there are times when I question whether what I desire will truly come to fruition. I call that ‘spiritual amnesia’ since I sometimes forget that everything always works out for the Highest Good, in divine timing, regardless of what my flaring ego might say.
More than 20 years ago, I set an intention to interview His Holiness the Dalai Lama. The path I took to seeing it through to fruition followed Marianne’s suggestions. I jumped into the vortex by speaking about it to family and friends, all of whom assured me that it would happen, regardless of any doubt that might arise. I created vision boards with his image on them. I placed a postcard with his photo on it, on my dashboard (it’s still there), I wrote questions as if I would be interviewing him the next day. I imagined what it would be like to be in his presence. I played not only in the possibility, but the inevitability. And then….I surrendered outcome. Fast forward to July 17, 2008 and my long cherished dream became a reality. I found myself face to face and heart to heart with a living, breathing embodiment of love and compassion. Is there anything better than that?
Even nearly four years after that amazing experience, it still has a surrealistic feel to it. I shake my head in bewildered awe about it and how it came to be. When I told a friend back then that I had waited 20 years to interview His Holiness, my friend’s delightful and shake-me-to-my-core response was “How do you know he didn’t wait 20 years to be interviewed BY you?” Perhaps a Divine appointment, a soul contract had been made between us that took that period of time to arrive. What if everything we wish for it set up that way and we and it or they need to come to a particular ‘clearing in the forest’ at the same time and ta-da! it manna-fests for us?
What if you could allow your dreams to be like a colorful kite and you let the string out little by little until it is way up high and even though you may not be able to see it, you know it is out there having the time of its life?
Something to ponder as you enter your wondrous weekend.