Tuesday, 13 February 2018 14:07

Gratitude and Connections

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As these days turn into weeks, I find myself overcome with a sense of gratitude and it all starts with Quinton.  Quinton showed me that there is no death; he showed me that he continues and therefore I understand I will continue as well when I shed my suit of flesh and go home.  What has that got to do with gratitude you might ask.  Well it is this knowledge that has resulted with me looking at my life here in a different light.  And in this different light, I am grateful for my own spiritual growth that even I am noticing.

I knew when I changed careers and became a Realtor with Berkshire Hathaway in Arizona and Colorado, that I was starting a new life.  A new life, but in the same body.  In this new life, my intent was to focus on my growth, for however long I have.  Before I needed to accomplish and needed to excel to feel good about myself.  After a while it wasn’t enough because I was not in the moment; I was always looking into the future.  It is with gratitude that more frequently I find myself in the moment, and in this place I begin to recognize and acknowledge life’s little miracles and the connections we have.

The key here is, typically in these moments I am in motion.  Maybe we have to be in motion; maybe it is only I that has to be in motion for the magic to happen.  In any case, it doesn’t happen when I sit in the house – it only happens when I am out.  Being on the computer, trying to acquaint myself with programs, reading or writing isn’t where it happens.  I remember reading in a Michael Newton book (either Journey of Souls or Destiny of Souls) that more advanced souls tend to gravitate to and live in cities, or surroundings were there are a lot of people.  This kind of annoyed me because my default is to run away from people, into the hills, into the country side; I must not be very evolved after all I surmised, but grudgingly I have to admit that those connections that provide me with goosebumps of gratitude usually happen when I am with others.

Some examples of what I am trying to say are as follows:

  • In the midst of trying to close a deal I was tasked with finding a quality residential structural engineer.I took a breath, started searching and made two calls and connected with one of the most amazing resources.They came to the subject property the next day.During the course of this conversation, I had goosebumps of gratitude and was floating on cloud nine.
  • I am working on a deal now, it is actually a commercial deal to help a friend buy an office condo.My gratitude stems from having enough commercial knowledge to be of service, while being secure enough in myself and in the moment enough to find my way through the murky areas that I am not clear on.I am grateful that I can navigate the process for my client, to her benefit.
  • I have been to the building department twice in Jefferson County, Colorado on the behalf of a client.This is all foreign to me, but instead of going in trying to pretend I know what I am doing, I go in hat in hand.An eager student looking for answers; when I connect with multiple people eager to help me, I am filled with gratitude.
  • Being able to help clients move.And while they may be clients, now they are friends.The sense of gratitude coming from them is incredible.There is nothing better than helping another; absolutely nothing.

You see, for the moment any way, this excursion isn’t about the end result.  It is about the journey; it is about the process – moment by moment, day by day.  And this is a gift.  If I die today, I can actually say – Mission Accomplished!  Am I there yet, to wherever there is?  No, but I can be satisfied with my progress.  Or maybe I can be satisfied that I am back to being true.  I suspect, that was the point of Quinton’s recent dream visit that I wrote about a while back.

These moments of gratitude and connectedness don’t just happen while trying to be of service.  Sometimes they happen when I am in a zone, trying to hang on and when it seems my own vibe is more readily apparent:

  • Stopping in a gas station in Pagosa Springs, Colorado (a town that I am connected to in some way), at about 8:00 in the evening after a long day to top off the tank of Q’s truck and get some coffee because I am considering driving straight through, another eight hours to get home.And in this place I am connected with the convenience store attendant; somehow we are family and we wish each other well.More gratitude.
  • On that same night, being smart and listening, I stopped to get some rest on Cortez, Colorado.As I checked in to the Best Western, the woman at the desk proudly told me about their breakfast in the morning, starting at 6:00 in the morning.After letting her know I would be gone by then, she told me to come by and they would have a breakfast bag to go for me.When I walked in to check out at 4:45 a.m., that same woman provided me with a bag to go.My heart soared; more gratitude!

And there is more.  The phone calls from friends and acquaintances, asking for guidance and support for those in need.  And again, it isn’t about the end result, but the moment.  And in that moment the feeling of gratitude is immense and the sense of interconnectedness encompasses all.

There is Only Love,

Namaste

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