Trusting What Comes

✨✨Trust that what comes is exactly what is needed, when its needed. Then step back and watch the magic unfold. ✨✨

In early March, I sat down to write a Substack article, which I had intended to be a review for a book that transformed my life last year, Signs: The Secret Language of the Universe, by Laura Lynne Jackson. But what came through to my fingertips and onto the screen, was a detailed memory of an earthquake that happened nearly a year prior. As any writer will tell you, it’s not unusual at all for this to happen. You start with a writing prompt, but something entirely different comes out.

It wasn’t until about three paragraphs into writing about the earthquake that I realized I had veered way off course and this was definitely not a book review. I could feel the words coming to me so fluidly and abundantly, I knew I was in the flow - so I trusted it and kept writing. (FYI - At some point I WILL write that book review!)

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When I proof-read my final article I realized it would actually fit the theme of the Walking Each Other Home segment of Natural Awakenings magazine, which I was contracted to write for their May edition. I had an April deadline, which was over a month away. FYI - You can read my article, Life Lessons from an Earthquake here.

“Wow” I thought, “I’m a month early with this piece, and I’m never this early! But hey, it can’t hurt to be early!” I sent the email and marked it complete on my task list.

A week later, I would receive the news that my mom died. And while I knew for months that this day was coming, I didn’t know exactly how close she was. The earthquake I had tried for much of my life to prepare for, was here.

(An image of my mom’s favorite place just after an afternoon rainstorm).

In the days and weeks after my mom’s death, I could clearly see how that article flowing to me, through me, and onto the page, a month head of schedule - was an invaluable gift.

1. If I would have reigned my mind back into writing a book a review, and ignored the flow of the messages coming to me from that memory of standing in an earthquake, I would have been scrambling to write a piece by the deadline amid the weight of my grief.

2. That article may not have ever made it to the page. When I write something from the heart that makes it out into the world, I trust that someone, even if it’s just one reader somewhere, needs it.

3. Writing about my reactions to the geological and the emotional “earthquakes” in my life actually prepared me for my reactions to my mother’s passing. The primary lesson in my article was about trusting that in any situation, we have exactly what we need. And that lesson was just what I needed to remember in my grief.

4. I could be present with my family and friends without the pressure of an impending deadline. I found the space to help my siblings pack up my mom’s belongings and plan the final details of her funeral, while grieving this tremendous loss.

Knowing when its best to put the “shoulds” and the “supposed tos” aside, and instead trust what is flowing through to my intuition, is still very much a learning process for me. There’s no code, no rules, no logic - it’s simply about staying open to receive, trusting, then having the courage go with it. I feel this lesson is a big one for me - one of those life lessons that takes years, decades, maybe a lifetime, but I’m here for all of it!

Thank you for taking time to read my Substack my friends! ❤️