Several times today I felt my clothes attack me. Once when
I was out walking this gorgeous autumn morning. I plucked at the label on my
shirt, and went on. An hour or so later I felt the stab again. The label didn't
seem that rough, but it certainly was bothersome. I moved it and thought about
cutting it out later. Then I visited my favorite consignment store, where I
tried on both pants and shirts (hence removing all my clothing, and getting
dressed again.)
Driving to the library, I felt that stab again. Perplexed,
sitting at a red light I reached carefully to the point of pain and to my astonishment
withdrew…a needle and thread! I burst out laughing. How is it possible that my
pants (for this is the color the thread matched, though I don't recall mending
them recently) made it through a wash and dry cycle, onto my body, then off and
back on, all with a needle intact?
It's another example of Spirit's delicious sense of humor.
At first I thought, "needle in a haystack," though no resonating
images came to mind. But when I wondered what might be "needling" me,
I had to smile. There are so many irritants vexing us these days, as Uranus and
Pluto square off in the heavens and we face our underworld demons and
rebellious, quixotic, breakdown/breakthrough events here on earth.
The key is to follow the thread to magical, mystical
moments in positive expectation, unattached to outcome, unafraid. It's a tall
order, and one we are all capable of stepping up to and into. We're swinging
wildly between connected, congruent, 5D transparency and understanding, and 3D
anger, disappointment, overwhelment. It's OK; it's all good. When life needles
you, find out what you need in that moment, and thread your way to the next
adventure. Haystacks have baled. We can, too: bundle with your besties, and
carry on…
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