I’m living an experiment. The hypothesis: If I am aligned with my Highest Good, my Ultimate reason for being incarnated here and now, then the Universe will support me. Whatever I need to fulfill my Soul Contract will flow to me easily and with little effort.
I haven’t always felt this way. For the first 46 years, I lived by logic, grasping the reins of perfection with a stranglehold. Now, I’m a recovering controlaholic on an ubiquitous twelve-step program — let go and let God. Why the 180?
Cliché or not, death changes everything. On 3 September 2008, my dog Amber died. Such a small thing, you think, such a trivial thing — the loss of a dog. No, it wasn’t. No, it isn’t. When Amber died, my broken heart split open.
Before Amber died, I was all about being logical and linear. I was closer to my dad than my mom. Dad was a Ph.D. in electrical engineering and was nothing if not linear, logical, rational. Mom was almost the polar opposite — artistic and quirky.
I was my dad’s daughter, believing in the power of science and always asking for proof. Faith was not in my vocabulary. I believed it if and when I saw it. Although I had my mom’s penchant for rule questioning and going outside the box, I adhered to my dad’s assertion that hard work, planning, and intelligence would rule the day. Nose to the grindstone and all that.
For the first 46 years of my life, apart from minor blips, I lived by the book. I studied hard to get good grades to get into a prestigious graduate school to get a well-paying job to create the life I wanted. And I did.
But when Amber died, my heart and mind cracked open to a magical new world of possibilities. I considered metaphysical subjects I had pooh-poohed before. One field of study flowed seamlessly into the next, bread crumbs showing me the way. I was voracious — a drowning person gulping for air.
I studied animal communication, shamanism, Reiki, psychic development, mediumship, near- and after-death experiences, reincarnation and past life regression, the Free Soul Method, New Paradigm Multi-Dimensional Transformation, channeling, and everything in-between.
Since Amber died, I have learned that there is more to this life than meets the eye. I have learned that we are spiritual beings having human experiences. I am still learning how to live from love instead of fear, how to listen to my Soul instead of my head.
And so one day when Soul said, “Wouldn’t it be fun to sell your house and most of your possessions, leave your home of 25 years, buy a motorhome — never mind that you’ve never driven one before — and travel?”, I said, “Why not?”
It wasn’t logical, it wasn’t rational. It was faith in the Flow. Which brings me to an RV park in rural south New Mexico — living my experimental life.