Let me just start by saying that I no longer believe in coincidences. Way too many synchronicities happen to me every day for them to be accidental. There are now, no accidents as far as I am concerned. So the first occurrence happened even before getting up, when as I was still laying in bed this morning. My husband had already gone for his early morning workout and then shopping for breakfast. I kept thinking about avocados while he was out. No reason, I wasn't hungry at all, still hadn't even had any coffee (yes, today was a coffee day, the lemon and hot water will come later). All I could see and smell were avocados. Of course, what does Mr Fantastic bring home for breakfast? Beautiful soft creamy avocados. This makes me smile.
We then have our breakfast in the garden talking about dreams and gymnastics and strength. It begins to drizzle, just ever so faintly. We sit there, the delicate mist gently refreshing and kissing our skin. I raise my face up to the sky, smiling inside and out. What could be more awakening and natural than this tonic? We should incorporate that into our beauty regime. Bottle it. Call it: God's Kiss.
We then we move onto discussing religion, incidentally. While we take the dog for a walk we discuss how Jesus, the little devil, was just spreading the word of god. All god. Any god. One god. He was just putting himself out there, spreading the word, taking about brotherhood, love, unity, eternal peace. And we say, go Jesus! Go god. Go life. You rock.
When we sit down on the grass field as the dog chases after his ball another four legged furry friend (white retriever) comes bounding over, happy to see us. He hangs around wagging his tail, interested. And we, in him. We've been talking about the beauty of the present moment. The magic of everything happening all at once. The retriever's human pack call for him and he reluctantly moves off and away towards them, but turns around once more before completely flopping himself over on the grass onto his back, wriggling his body into the soft morning dew of it all, rubbing up against the wild buttercups, the greenness, the freshness. Bathing himself in that gentle morning drizzle. In God's kiss. Such freedom. Such delight. Such pleasure. Such happiness and presence. Ahh. It really makes us laugh. I think I even have a tear well up in my eyes from the joy of it. The retriever has a huge smile on his slobbering face.
Still sitting on the grass we discuss how everything we are putting out there is being made manifest. Everything is working out. Our wishes are fulfilling. Our desires are working out, or better put, through us. We are allowing for them more and more. This is really fun. Things are much easier this way. This creation lark is what it is all about.
You are only responsible for 'what' you desire. The 'how' is down to Creation. So sit back, relax and co-create- Tweet Me.
And then it all gets a bit interesting. We're strolling through a park on the way home and these huge anemone like white flowers catch my eye. At closer glance they look to be of the poppy family, the petals, the prickly pods. This makes sense as all the poppies are in bloom at the moment. I go over and smell them. They smell so sweet. I never knew this. The sun is out dancing about with the summer breeze and these tall strong stalky flowers are bopping around in celebration. I am in awe of the perfection of it all. I stop to take a picture. In the corner of my eye a group of older people are walking by, I swear one of them is carrying a wooden cross on his back. Its huge. You can't miss it. I say to Paul jokingly, "look, the cross is coming to get us" and as he turns to have a look, these people are approaching us and stop to say hello. They introduce themselves as a mobile prayer group. They ask if there is anything they can help with, if there is any prayer they can say for us, I think for a moment, and ponder the events of the morning and the last few days as I realise and simultaneously reply: "That is really lovely of you. I think all my prayers have been answered, for the time being". They smile. They rejoice. They proclaim "Why isn't that wonderful. God is at work everywhere". They suggest, that a prayer of gratitude is therefore in order, and may they proceed? Of course, of course. Attitude of Gratitude, folks. Say no more. Then I am told how they have a message: that a garden of flowers is waiting for me. A garden of creation. "Who knows?" the guys says pointing at the poppies " It could be because of the flowers". Yes brother, perhaps it could. "Perhaps I am already on the right path..." I add.
One of the gentleman then hand me a fridge magnet. It's kind of nice. It is cartoon like. It has a cross with a colourful rainbow behind it. I love rainbows. I am writing a book about them. The fridge magnet says: God loves you....this much. 2 Corinthians 5:19-21. The 'this much' is supposed to be the outstretched arms of the cross I guess. Here is a backwards picture.
Then one of them, the leader (?), he says "allow me to say one last prayer for us" bringing our impromptu engagement to an end. He puts his hands on both mine and paul's shoulders as we all bow our heads in respect. Bubba, the dog, panting very heavily down by our feet. He says something along the lines of 'May whatever thesis you are working on be guided by divine source and creation. May you sniff out the sweet scent of the flower garden (we giggle). May it touch the hearts of us all, including the dog, deepen the purpose of our lives and spread the message further'. Amen.
I don't really know what to make of any of this to be honest. It was all very spiritual which of course I love. But seriously guys, what the fuck? Life manifests in every shape and form. Just open up to it.
You spend your entire life waiting for god. When in fact, ultimately, god is waiting for you. - Tweet it.
When I get home, I remember as I place the magnet on my fridge door, that just the other day, I was taking a 'save the date' fridge magnet down for a wedding invitation that has been and gone, and how I would now quite like a new one to replace it. What a lovely little idea these things are, these flexi fridge magnets.