On Friday morning another heart rock found me on my morning walk with my dog and instead of bringing it home to put with my growing rock collection, I had another idea.
Walking with my rock in my pocket, I thought, Pass it on. You don’t need this rock, share it with someone who does. I touched the rock in my pocket assuring myself it hadn’t fallen out and that it was indeed still in my pocket.
My mind got thinking, like my always active mind does, and I began to question, Should I really pass this on? But to whom?
That is when I woke up and remembered that another part of me, not just my mind, but my heart holds answers to my ever wondering mind.
So this time, intentionally, I focused my concentration within, Do I pass this rock on?
The answer came quickly and peacefully, Yes.
Great, there was my answer. I touched the rock again and this time pulled it out of my pocket. Looking at its shape I smiled and simply uttered, Then show me, show me who to pass this on to and thank you for making it obvious.
The events of the day continued and within a couple of hours I was indeed in a conversation with someone who revealed their struggle with making decisions and a deep desire of wanting to listen from her heart. She used the word “heart” twice and that is when I heard, This is the one. My clue that I was hearing correctly was my overall sense of confidence and peace. When I gave her the heart shaped rock her tears were added confirmation. My tears sealed the deal. Moving from our hearts produces tears, just a little liquid love releasing from within.
On Sunday I was given another opportunity to ask and listen from within. Daughter’s soccer tournament brought me to a full, over crowded, parking lot. After dropping her off I began the routine of circling the lot, waiting for games to finish from the ten fields. End of a game meant cars would be leaving the lot. After fifteen minutes of circling it was clear no games were over yet.
I asked the question, What should I do? Instead of listening to my impatient mind and driving to an open lot a half a mile away I listened to the wisdom within. Stop here and wait.
Really? Again the peaceful feeling, no tears, just a little laughter and a strong feeling of confidence. Yep, really.
I checked my rearview mirror repeatedly. No one was coming, I wasn’t blocking a soul, so I waited. I cracked open a book occaisionally glancing around me. Just be still and wait.
I trusted the voice coming from a place deep within and believed a parking spot would soon be mine. After waiting maybe ten minutes, what to my wondering eye appear should appear but a family with armloads of soccer gear. Sure enough, I was parked two cars from theirs and they said I could have their spot. Of course they did. I wasn’t late for the kickoff of my daughter’s game and I was calm and relaxed because finding a parking spot was easy not hectic.
Something told me to pass on the rock on Friday, the same something that told me to just park and wait on Sunday. The answers are here for us, waiting for us to ask, all the time, every day of the week. We need only to get out of our heads and listen. Listen deeply from our hearts.
Jenny Gwinn McGlothern is a Certified Transformational Master Life and Spiritual Coach, Retreat Leader and Writer. As founder of Mama Needs A Refill, LLC, she is passionate about all people, not just mamas, receiving an authentic physical, mental, emotional, spiritual refill. She says, “One cannot pour from an empty cup,” and offers her clients the possibility and power of pouring for themselves, first. She is also a Transformational Educator at Seattle Life Coach Training (www.seattlelifecoachtraining.com), where the school “trains to transform lives” both personally and professionally. You can find her on FaceBook, www.FaceBook.com/MamaNeedsARefill and visit her website: www.mamaneedsarefill.com)