Woah things are a changin! All for the better always of course:) I havent posted in the last few days mostly because I have been slightly distracted by all the guidance i have been getting from Spirit. I am realizing that I havent ever really explained what I mean by spirit. You may be thinking Who or What is Spirit, a ghost? a Guide? or is it an Angel? My answer to that is Spirit is a broad word that encompasses, for me: Angels, my highest self, God, Guides and universal Wisdom.
I came to decide to begin 40 Days of Spirits Guidance because I found myself continually telling my clients that they needed to spend time in meditation, and speak with Spirit to find answers to their important life questions. Yes I can of course help guide them with answers for now, but my desire is for each and every person who works with me, to come to have a strong connection with their Guides, Angels and “unseen friends”.
I had sort of an epiphany one day and realized that all the wonderful guidance I have been giving to others could also be used for myself. I realized that yes I do connect with my guides on a daily basis, but lately it had been simply for the help and guidance of others. I happened, and still happen to be at a huge turning point in my life and the life of my family and I found myself feeling depressed, isolated, and had found myself in crying fits releasing years of unexpressed pain attached to instability of home and security. My husband and I made the joint decision in June of this year that he should allow them (his company) to lay him off.
He had worked for many years to build a company and once it was created it became successful within a year. Just like the pants my son is wearing today that are an inch too short, they had a growth spurt and it was going to cause the company to have to close the doors. Too much work and not enough cash flow to make it happen is what occurred and so magically an investor offered to take it off their hand and keep them on as employees. After 4 months of this, it was apparent to me and my husband that the company was not doing well. Thus, we took a Leap of faith and he allowed them to lay him off with 2 months severance. We then did what No person using their Left Brain would do, we packed up and headed up the coast camping and hoteling for a month. It was magical!
When I think back, I can still remember the day that we made the decision to sell the company. We were both exhausted, we hadnt had a good nights sleep in a while, partly due to the stress of his growth spurt, partly due to our three kids taking turns waking up – they also have the ability to see and feel what is happening around them energetically. We were awaiting a phone call from the investor/person who wanted to purchase it. It was a saturday and I decided I needed to get out of the house, it was too much emotion filling in the walls of our townhome, I felt like I was suffocating and since my littlest was taking a nap I took my 5 and 4 year old for a Nature Walk. We gathered branches and just meandered through the dirt path that runs next to and then over a creek by my house. As we walked my head began to clear, my heart began to open and I took a deep breath for the first time in many months. I felt clear and guided. I felt whole again. As we turned the bend to begin ascending the long hill towards the community park I saw the sky and I felt the air. I watched a group of young boys ride their bikes down the long hill and I thought back to my younger years and a movie I Loved….The Goonies. I remembered the moral of the story and if you havent ever seen it – please do:) I remembered what the movie was about and I smiled feeling like somehow my husband and I would be like the kids who found the diamonds and rubys. When we finally got home many hours later my husband was waiting for me at the door, with tears in his eyes because the deal was going to go though and he would be able to continue to have a job and means of income instead of his company simply folding.
As I turned around as he finished telling me the good news, on the television was the movie that had been playin in my head, Goonies. Just as I set my eyes on the TV the Huge Beautiful Pirate Ship set sail for sea, and although the ship on the TV was going out to sea I felt like my ship was coming in. I felt like this was now my chance to take my career and soar.
As the months rolled on and he began looking for employment, since my income was not able to pay the bills yet, we continued to keep the faith. It will happen he will get a wonderful job, his dream job. But still nothing…. 3 months ….still nothing…and now here we are 5 1/2 months and …..nothing.
This is where I was in my journey when I realized – “I need some Help Please”. And helped answered, “Give us a little time each day for 40 days we will help you change your life.”
And so here it is that I find myself on day 18. I haven’t written each day of the 40 days but I have opened myself up and I have been guided each day. Each task they have given me, more difficult & challenging than the last. “Guide others to their greatest life even when they are on the verge of being homeless”, when I too am having financial strain. “Guide women to see how perfect they are and accept themselves and declare their truth”, when I too still hadn’t shared what I do for a living with my own father for fear of losing his love and acceptance (by the way I told him and feel 100 pounds lighter). And now I am guided to help the woman who was my Daughter and then Sons Preschool teacher who went to visit her father’s grave in August after he passed away. When she set foot on her homeland Soil of Bangladesh, her husband withdrew his “sponsorship” of her visa. You see as I heard her story from the director of the preschool (I re-enrolled my children yesterday)- I realized that if someone doesn’t help her, she will be left there – left behind and abandoned by our country. The information I was given by the director I am sure is not the whole of the story, but I intend on finding all the answers and then doing whatever I can once I have my friends permission.
It seems that, lets call her Fari, was the sister in law to the President of Bangladesh. When he was “dethroned” for taking bribes, her family sought asylum in the united states. Being that she was pregnant and very far along, her husband handled the paperwork and filed for a visa only for himself. When the green card eventually came in the mail she asked him why she didnt receive hers, to which he stated that he hadn’t filed a visa for her and that he would do so now (of course after much screaming I’m guessing). When he filed for her, it was as a sponsorship. He was in control of her ability to stay here – which is absurd especially since the reason he was granted a visa and asylum is because of her brother in law, not his. Many other sad, and some graphic details transpired over the next 8 months, including the death of her beloved father. And so it was that August of this year she decided, against the advice of her friends, to go visit his grave and show her respects. However as soon as she stepped foot on Bangladesh soil he contacted INS to revoke her sponsorship and then contacted the American Embassy in Bangladesh to report that she had kidnapped her children and since they were american citizens he wanted them back home. He now intends to travel there in December to take his children and leave her there.
Fari has a Masters Degree and was teaching Preschool because her Love of children, she was their favorite teacher and is an amazing woman who is facing an uphill battle. I am in the process of contacting her in Bangladesh to ask her permission to do something, anything. I have already asked her higher self and I feel that my assistance is divinely guided and appropriate. I am however a mother of three children, who doesn’t know the first thing about What to do, Who to write a letter to and what the next step is.
The good news in this is that her brother in law is once again president and so she has a place to stay. However as I have come to learn, Bangladesh is similar to the scenes in Slumdog millionaire, millions of people and extreme poverty. Being a President there is not like being the president here. When the american embassy came out to speak with her and investigate his accusation, they found the children happy and safe and declared that they are fine to stay with thier mother. But they do not want to stay there, they want to come back to America and live their lives here. These children and this woman were an important part of this community – they have lives in high school and jr high waiting for them – they have friends and activities and work that needs to be done.
I know this Blog is LONG LONG but I feel this whole story needs to be spoken, mine and hers. I feel it is my story that has led me to help her.
Thank you for reading as always and please send my friend Light and Love.
Have a wonderful Day and think of one thing today that you are grateful for, I know I am.
Lots of Love and Light!