6/25/15 TBT-In Just Two Years

In keeping with the FB tradition of Throw Back Thursday, I thought I'd go back in time, but only by two years. It is hard for me to believe that just two years ago I was living in the lowest socioeconomic area of the entire greater Arlington area. It was 80% African American, 20% Hispanic and Debra.

It is a long story of how I came to be there, and that is for another blog post or book, but let's just say I've come a long way in awakenings and co-creating with Spirit. The time that I lived there is indelibly etched in my brain, and my heart. Even though my history in New Thought goes back at least a decade before this, my foundation in spirituality began while living there. From that, for that, I would do it all over again and I am grateful for every night, every person that graced me with their presence.

On June 1, 2013, I moved out of that apartment and thanks to many people, I moved here:

I also left the warehouse where I had been working and it wasn't without trepidation that I left the security and friends I had developed there. Hello friends at MCP! I felt called to be of service to my Unity family at Unity of Arlington, as well as to work with my dear friend and Spiritual Leader, David Howard. And I did so knowing that I would not have health insurance. For someone with a traumatic brain injury, that was a leap of faith. And, to have the knowings I have today, I'd do it all over again.

Around the same time Spirit released me from my calling at Unity of Arlington, I bought my long-dreamed-of RV Van, Fiona. I also began showing some of the symptoms I am being treated for today. At the time, I thought the symptoms were from the long hours I had been working so I forged ahead. Almost simultaneously we found out David would soon be leaving for Unity of Colorado, and I was offered a position at Unity of Dallas. It seemed to me, the next best logical step.

It wasn't long however before I had to meet with the Senior Ministers and tell them my symptoms were escalating. Shortly on the heels of that meeting I drove Fiona to a family reunion in April. The reunion was in Goliad, and I stayed at the State Park. The entire trip was heavenly.

One of the symptoms that was becoming problematic in Dallas was that I kept getting lost - not just turned around or missing exits. Lost. Unable to process how to get "unlost". Lost. On one such occasion I called my former boss and friend (the senior ministers at UD were out of town), and told him my dilemma. The thing was, I had been sitting in a parking lot crying for quite some time before I even made the call. I had already missed one important meeting. I just wanted to get to work.

It never dawned on me to use my GPS or go into a store and ask for directions. I used the only lifeline that I could conjure. David was on a conference call but made himself available to help me get out of that tyrannical parking lot. I was less than a mile from the church. When I finally got there, and got centered, I called my staff in and was completely transparent about my situation. I told them I would meet with the ministers when I got back from my family reunion and together we would decide how to move forward.

When I got to Goliad, I found that I was able to process and think within the peace and the tranquility there, better than I had been able to in a long while. Of course it helped that I didn't fear getting lost because there are only two stop lights in the town! It felt harmonious from the moment I landed there. The family reunion is another blog post I need to write. Stories don't get much better than that one (coming soon). I stayed an extra 2 days connecting with Spirit and contemplating my future.

After I returned to Dallas, my symptoms returned and I began falling, repeatedly. When I busted my ankle, I decided to listen to Spirit. Without logic, I felt that I was called to leave Unity of Dallas and turn in my notice at the RV park where I lived. I argued for awhile until I busted my ankle a second time by falling out of my RV.

I went to work at the Goliad State Park in June of 2014. Whew, 3 jobs in one year. That has to be a record!

I just knew that I would be able to live in that sleepy, quiet town and work at the State Park for ten years. That would allow me to rebuild my state retirement which would have meant I could retire in ten years fully vested. It was a wonderful goal. And it was not meant to be.

By October 2014, I could no longer multi-task at all and could not process consistently enough to work reliably. I was told I needed to put my affairs in order, assign a legal guardian and research long-term medical care.

I was blessed to be able to make it to the USCR Conference at Unity of Houston that month, and was even able to sign a song with the fabulous Rev. Michael Gott. But I also had several symptomatic episodes while there.

Then the gears started rolling for me to move back to the Austin area. My friend Leslie volunteered to be my POA and guardian. The Palace Purchasers offered to let me move Super Spree and continue to live in it until we know what is what. And Leslie found me this most amazing RV park to call home. I continue to work for the Region and I now see several doctors.

Why am I sharing all of this you ask?

Because in all of this, Spirit led the way and I have been blessed beyond measure.

Why is that important to you?

Because the blessings are uplifting and magical and I know with all my heart that the same sweet Spirit that flows through my life, flows through you.

Just two short years ago I was living in "the hood." And only 2 years before that I had opened up to the possibility that I might be published one day and live in an RV.

My short stories will be published next month and I've now lived in 2 RVs as a fulltimer! I have dreams of being a van dweller one day, independent, able to drive and with the title in my name, debt free! Hey, it's a concept.

And it can happen.

I have met some wonderful, awe-mazing people on my journey. And I've had major spiritual shifts and awakenings that are a direct result of my illness. All of which are priceless.

I know love, feel love and have become love. I am Divine Love Unlimited. So are you. We are One.

Whatever your hopes and dreams are, whatever your circumstances are, Love What Is. I learned that from Byron Katie and one of the most wonderful, loving beings I know - the fabulous Karen Giles.

To each of you - know this, claim it and own it:

You are loved beyond belief. You are love.

Namaste.