As a professional counselor, healer and human, I have spent my life searching, studying, observing and practicing ways to help those I meet reconnect with hope, faith in themselves and trust in a life that was designed for them.
In the process, I’ve had to learn the same for myself.
Throughout my many lived experiences, working with others through their biggest challenges, and those of my own, I have learned the difficulty is generally not what we experience, but the belief we are in it alone, or that we must be. That we are failing or being punished or that our suffering is useless. That our shame keeps us unworthy and our mistakes are tattoos of disgrace continuously on display.
Whatever faith we feel in ourselves or life becomes dark when we traverse through the mud. Temporarily forgetting we have access to water to wash it away when we are ready.
It is my belief that this is when our divinity is most present. Not when we are soaring but when we are feeling like we will never fly again. We may not feel it, yet this is when we are most surrounded by love and joy. Our challenge is to open up to it, invite it in and let it remind us of its presence.
In my experience Serendipity appears when we need it most. It is the unexpected Joy that we feel when a stranger acknowledges us, the animal that crosses our path when we feel distraught and alone, the deal that falls through so a better one can enter, the unlocked door when we were sure we didn’t have keys, the relationship that cracks our heart wide open, and the ending that forces us to start a new beginning we wouldn’t choose on our own.
Each experience leading us down a path towards greater expansion. Each a reminder that we don’t have to worry about every detail because many of them won’t matter. That we are supported, cared for and loved fully through this life- especially when it doesn’t feel like it AT ALL.
Stories of serendipity is experiential evidence of that support. They are reminders of how divinity moves through and with all of us; in ways that serve us best. We may have unique paths, but are loved through them the same. And sometimes, many times, we need those reminders over and over again.
Do you have a story of Serendipity that still amazes you? Please consider sharing it for others in need to be reminded of just how loved and supported we are- particularly when we feel it least.
Let’s inspire each other and share and re-share Hope for all.