|It's All in Divine Timing!|
“It’s all in Divine timing.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that same message over the years as I have walked towards my mission of creating TheEnlightenedMom.com. Whether it came from friends or through meditation, the message was clear. I hate to say it, but most of the time I didn’t listen. At least not fully…until this last year.
For most of my life I’ve had a tendency to rush. This isn’t my true nature, however. I’m actually quite methodical and like taking steps one at a time. But the societal belief that says we must rush, rush, rush has been playing havoc in my mind for years. As I heard this mission calling me to help moms and families heal, my tendency was to run, instead of taking baby steps. Then over the last couple of years something began to shift. I started slowing down as I realized that it was my need to survive that drove me ahead.
Survival comes from the head. It’s based in fear and a need to control to make things happen. But what I’ve learned as I’ve walked the path of The Enlightened Mom is that if I am truly connected to my heart, listening to God’s guidance each and every day, I not only know, but feel at the deepest core of my soul that the universe is here to protect and provide for me. And in that truth, I realize that there is no need to rush or control. The key is to watch for the messages and listen. And that’s exactly what I had to do this last summer as I got closer and closer to fully stepping into my life’s mission.
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It was the last leg of our trek and Charlie and I both were craving to sit down by the trickling stream for a few moments. It was a short ten feet or so down from the trail which was steep, covered by loose dirt and rocks. Charlie, practically flew down to the water’s edge with grace and ease, and turned to summon me. My gut said, “No way, Terri. Not that way. Find solid ground.” As I expressed these feelings to Charlie, he only encouraged me to “come on down!”
The methodical side of me continued to argue with the belief that I needed to move quickly. But did I listen? No! In the essence of time and not wanting to hold anyone up, I listened to Charlie instead of my gut. And that’s when I got a HUGE message from God. It came as I rolled head-first down the hill and landed on my rump!
“I knew it. I knew it. I knew it!” is what I heard in my head. “I should have listened to myself!” The full gist of the message didn't come, however, until whiplash set in.
My body stiffened over the next few days and I couldn’t turn my head to the left. I knew there was a gift in this situation and that I had not received the entire message. So, upon my return home, I went to Mary Summer Rain’s Guide to Dream Symbols and looked up what whiplash meant. The definition said, “Warns against allowing others to ‘push’ or force progression.”
That did it! “How much more do I need to be hit on the head for me to get this message?” I questioned myself.
I knew I had been peeling away the layers for years regarding my false belief that said I must push forward and always race ahead. Until I began this journey of healing, I believed others were pushing me. But what I know for sure is that people can’t do this to me. I do it to myself. And that was the gift of the whiplash. It showed me the truth: I have to honor who I am and the way I was created and allow my heart to be the guide, METHODICALLY, one step at a time. I was the one who wasn’t honoring this side of me!
Ironically, over this last year as I have stepped out of the need to race and taken my faith deeper into trusting God’s messages in my heart, my life has opened up to even more joy and abundance than I have ever known. And wouldn’t you know it? People were right when they used to say, “It’s all in Divine timing.” Thankfully, I finally listened.