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n to get us back to safety.We fail to trust.It took me nearly all of My Life to learn to go with the flow. Amazing things began to happen to me when I let go of my little life raft of control. Things I couldn’t even imagine. Solutions to issues that were completely outside the box. Blessings flowed to me, through me, past me.Peace became the by-product of Life instead of struggle.Letting go is one of the very hardest lessons we learn as Humans. Taming our ego and listening to our intuition takes practice — just like learning to advance from doggie paddling to butterfly strokes.But if you have ever watched anyone swim the butterfly — you can see it. The power, the lift, the propulsion forward, and the beauty of flight all wrapped up together.My latest example of letting go — of not swimming against the current — of going with the flow is when I decided to cancel wintering in Key Largo post-retirement. Those plans had been made about two weeks prior to the March lockdowns.By the time COVID was in full swing — it was too late to get anywhere near a full refund. So I waited. I lived in abundance understanding that the host I had paid might really need the funds much more than I did.Last week my Best Friend and I decided to go forward with the cancelation — even though the financial loss would be substantial — for both of us. I had thought I canceled the reservation under special COVID allowances. But I didn’t. I was off by one day. I laughed right out loud at that one — because The Universe had deemed it so. The host got to keep the money.I didn’t rant. I didn’t demand a refund. I let it go and blessed the Humans on the other side of this equatio

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n. Because truly, the reservation had been paid back in February. It was affordable to me back then and truly did not impact my day-to-day finances in December.It took about three days for the exact amount I had ‘lost’ to reappear in my checking account. I had qualified for my facilities ‘bonus’ as I was still technically an employee when the money was handed out. Those payments were made literally during the last pay period I ‘worked’.Now a couple of points here:First of all, COVID pretty much cost every hospital out there loads of money. No nurse at my facility, ever for a moment, thought there would be bonuses for this fiscal year. Any goals we needed to meet got thrown out in March as we struggled to keep staff working and the supply chain intact.Also — in years past — those bonuses had been paid out in October. When October came and went without any mention of bonuses this year, we all settled into the knowledge that no extra financial compensation would be forthcoming.But it was. My facility threw out their goals and decided to generously reward their Humans for the Herculean effort that kept the doors open and patients cared for during the pandemic.It was something none of us saw coming.I believe The Universe gave me those three days to see if I would fight the current or go with the flow. Catch the wave of abundance and let Her handle the details. Remember my intuition that the funds for my reservation would truly be a Goddess-send to my host.I let go. I caught the wave. I landed safely onshore. Once again.Namaste.<blockquote id="da98">“When I stop struggling, I float; It’s the law.” — Anonymous</blockquote></article></body>

The Wave: prompt

Going With The Flow

Don’t fight the undertow

For me, there hasn’t been a single instance I can point to that defines this prompt. In truth, there was a slow realization that fighting currents, rapids, and the undertow of Life wasn’t working.

I live near the beach. I’d like to live nearer to said beach — but for now — this works. And one of the first rules of swimming in the ocean is to never, ever attempt to swim against an undertow. You have to change direction, allow the current to take you a bit, to be able to land safely back on terra firma.

Each time in My Life I felt myself struggling — it was because I was swimming against the current. There have been many times I was even tossed into whirlpools just so The Universe could impress upon me that I was swimming in the wrong direction. She would eventually kick me out where I needed to be — but I had to let go of the struggling to get there.

Read that last part again:

I had to let go of the struggling to get there.

And as we all know — we are loathe to let go. We cling to jobs, relationships, and circumstances that will drown us. We believe we are the only ones who can save ourselves. We insist that there is only one way, one direction to head in to get us back to safety.

We fail to trust.

It took me nearly all of My Life to learn to go with the flow. Amazing things began to happen to me when I let go of my little life raft of control. Things I couldn’t even imagine. Solutions to issues that were completely outside the box. Blessings flowed to me, through me, past me.

Peace became the by-product of Life instead of struggle.

Letting go is one of the very hardest lessons we learn as Humans. Taming our ego and listening to our intuition takes practice — just like learning to advance from doggie paddling to butterfly strokes.

But if you have ever watched anyone swim the butterfly — you can see it. The power, the lift, the propulsion forward, and the beauty of flight all wrapped up together.

My latest example of letting go — of not swimming against the current — of going with the flow is when I decided to cancel wintering in Key Largo post-retirement. Those plans had been made about two weeks prior to the March lockdowns.

By the time COVID was in full swing — it was too late to get anywhere near a full refund. So I waited. I lived in abundance understanding that the host I had paid might really need the funds much more than I did.

Last week my Best Friend and I decided to go forward with the cancelation — even though the financial loss would be substantial — for both of us. I had thought I canceled the reservation under special COVID allowances. But I didn’t. I was off by one day. I laughed right out loud at that one — because The Universe had deemed it so. The host got to keep the money.

I didn’t rant. I didn’t demand a refund. I let it go and blessed the Humans on the other side of this equation. Because truly, the reservation had been paid back in February. It was affordable to me back then and truly did not impact my day-to-day finances in December.

It took about three days for the exact amount I had ‘lost’ to reappear in my checking account. I had qualified for my facilities ‘bonus’ as I was still technically an employee when the money was handed out. Those payments were made literally during the last pay period I ‘worked’.

Now a couple of points here:

First of all, COVID pretty much cost every hospital out there loads of money. No nurse at my facility, ever for a moment, thought there would be bonuses for this fiscal year. Any goals we needed to meet got thrown out in March as we struggled to keep staff working and the supply chain intact.

Also — in years past — those bonuses had been paid out in October. When October came and went without any mention of bonuses this year, we all settled into the knowledge that no extra financial compensation would be forthcoming.

But it was. My facility threw out their goals and decided to generously reward their Humans for the Herculean effort that kept the doors open and patients cared for during the pandemic.

It was something none of us saw coming.

I believe The Universe gave me those three days to see if I would fight the current or go with the flow. Catch the wave of abundance and let Her handle the details. Remember my intuition that the funds for my reservation would truly be a Goddess-send to my host.

I let go. I caught the wave. I landed safely onshore. Once again.

Namaste.

“When I stop struggling, I float; It’s the law.” — Anonymous