Today I had to bring my cat to the vet to be spayed. I work from home and was having to take a bit of time from my very busy day to do this. I started the day with just my slippers, and since it was -7 degrees this morning, I needed to put some socks on and wear my winter boots for this chore.
I was already running late as a client call went over the allotted time, and I rushed into my room to grab the socks. I chose a pair of white socks that are made of soft material. Nothing crazy, I have worn them several times with no issue. Something was nudging me to pick a different pair. I shrugged it off and kept moving as there was no time to waste. The cat was already in her carrier, I had already used the remote start to warm up the car so we weren’t going to freeze, and I just needed to get my butt out the door.
I put my jacket on and grabbed my purse and the cat, and started down the stairs in my stocking feet. The next thing I knew I was on my butt halfway down the staircase. When I calmed down I realized the cat was alright, I was indeed okay. Yes, a little worse for the wear, and my back will probably hurt for a few days as I could feel the strain in my muscles already, but truth-be-told it scared me more than it hurt me.
As I told the story to my sisters and a friend via text, the socks were the issue, as well as my mind moving 100mph before I descended the staircase. At lunch time I meditate, everyday. Today again, the socks came up, but this time I let the answer come to me through my heart space.
That nudge was my guardian angel trying to divert disaster and keep me safe. I just shrugged it off because I was too busy to take the time to acknowledge the divine suggestion. I thought I was good at seeing these things… Wow, how often do I do this?
I have begun to realize, for me it’s not that I don’t see them, it’s that I need to think about them before I listen. If there is not time to properly analyze the advice, then it’s 50/50. Sometimes I listen and sometimes I just shrug it off. It’s a trust thing for me. I always worry that there’s some dark energy or trickster around that has hijacked my conscious and is giving me bad information. I haven’t quite gotten to that space within where I can sense that energy, because, I just assume that I cannot trust myself to know the difference between good and bad energy.
The truth is I can, but it takes away my control, and that keeps me safe, or does it?
Just some food for thought…and a lesson to listen and trust those nudges. You could save yourself a few days with a heating pad and Tylenol. You’re also learning to trust that the universe really does have your best interest at heart, or at least your angels do.