What happened to me today was shocking, and discusting, such so that I cannot speak of it until my confidentiality is not in danger. But that is not what I am going to tell you about now.
Five months ago I met my (now Fiancee) amazing man, and we traveled to the Oregon coast for a well-deserved and desperately needed retreat.
I wore a favorite necklace of mine on my favorite leather cord. We had room number 205 and it was the most amazing night of my life, and the ocean to follow healed my wounds that instantly cauterized. I fell in love that day. But I didn’t know I had lost something important.
Tonight I stumbled into the bedroom after my scalding hot shower, bumped into a shelf, causing my magazine to fall on my foot. I grabbed it, and considered reading while in bed, but I was so tired so I just flipped it open.
I read there a small exert about healing stones. I immediately thought of my Silver Eye of Horus when I read that Peridot (the eye of the piece) is HEALING and PROTECTION. I sure could use those two things more than ever right now. Never have I been this sick, depressed, stressed, and at the thoughts of my own demise, end. So I did what I felt was so obvious, I grabbed my pendant to wear now to bed.
This weekend I went back to the same beach and stayed in the same place, in room 207 however.
I found my healing there with the sea, once again. Nothing could hurt me there. And for the very first time in my life. I closed my eyes in the shower, for more than the two seconds it takes to clean my face. This was powerful. I am healing…
This weekend, before I went to sleep in room 207, I pulled the nightstand from the wall so I could plug in my phone. A small silver jump ring was laying there right under my feet. I picked it up and felt that I should keep it. It was important.
After I grabbed my pendent tonight, I went to find my cord. The cord has been missing the silver jump ring from it since I went there the first time. I realized that I should put this one I had found on my necklace! Why else? It was meant to be on it, one would think?
I would have to say that if something so small could find the way back to me via this SERENDIPITY… then I need to connect it back, and now I am wearing it.
This is an unexplainable set of events, but absolutely fortuitous.
I am safe, and I will heal.
More here:http://afeatheredworld.wordpress.com/
Five months ago I met my (now Fiancee) amazing man, and we traveled to the Oregon coast for a well-deserved and desperately needed retreat.
I wore a favorite necklace of mine on my favorite leather cord. We had room number 205 and it was the most amazing night of my life, and the ocean to follow healed my wounds that instantly cauterized. I fell in love that day. But I didn’t know I had lost something important.
Tonight I stumbled into the bedroom after my scalding hot shower, bumped into a shelf, causing my magazine to fall on my foot. I grabbed it, and considered reading while in bed, but I was so tired so I just flipped it open.
I read there a small exert about healing stones. I immediately thought of my Silver Eye of Horus when I read that Peridot (the eye of the piece) is HEALING and PROTECTION. I sure could use those two things more than ever right now. Never have I been this sick, depressed, stressed, and at the thoughts of my own demise, end. So I did what I felt was so obvious, I grabbed my pendant to wear now to bed.
This weekend I went back to the same beach and stayed in the same place, in room 207 however.
I found my healing there with the sea, once again. Nothing could hurt me there. And for the very first time in my life. I closed my eyes in the shower, for more than the two seconds it takes to clean my face. This was powerful. I am healing…
This weekend, before I went to sleep in room 207, I pulled the nightstand from the wall so I could plug in my phone. A small silver jump ring was laying there right under my feet. I picked it up and felt that I should keep it. It was important.
After I grabbed my pendent tonight, I went to find my cord. The cord has been missing the silver jump ring from it since I went there the first time. I realized that I should put this one I had found on my necklace! Why else? It was meant to be on it, one would think?
I would have to say that if something so small could find the way back to me via this SERENDIPITY… then I need to connect it back, and now I am wearing it.
This is an unexplainable set of events, but absolutely fortuitous.
I am safe, and I will heal.
More here:http://afeatheredworld.wordpress.com/
