Tuesday, March 11, 2014

A Story of Serendipity

Yes life is changing now
a ‘woolly fella’ has followed me
and now he’s here
most happily
in a welcoming home with love and fun
and children playing,
bushland walks and gardens to explore,
he certainly asks for nothing more.

I had just driven back from interstate,
journeying with my Poppy’s Spirit,
visiting ‘our oval’ and every wetland along the way
in remembrance of her each driving day.

Then I was home again
and I yearned to nurture an animal friend,
when I heard Spirit calling
in the middle of the day
look for him, you both need play.”

Following the call………
I was keen to ‘up and go’
to see what Spirit had to show,
so off I went ‘in the flow’.

There is much serendipity
in my daily life
and I am so grateful how he came to be,
how I left my desk immediately
and drove quite far
to where he was,
just arriving,
at the animal shelter,
so as I got there
he was wondering what and where?

Perhaps, I thought I was guided there
to maybe walk a Foxy-cross,
who was ‘on hold’, for someone else.

But, we were there to meet each other
as he was like a forlorn child,
being cuddled by a volunteer
and ‘surrendered’ there
for adoption
‘I saw him’ and took that option.
So, instead I walked this small dog down the track
and neither of us will ever look back.

Straight away,
he’s in my car, riding home,
I give him a happier name
so now he’s “Smiley”, with a soft lick-lick,
sturdy and gentle,
just shadowing me,
“there is no order of difficulty
in miracles”.

I am happy to share my comfort and Love,
a peaceful home for both of us
and contentment in our unity,
we are where we are
and we are meant to Be.

This happy story is about being open to an opportunity, without any expectation of how the miracle will be presented to me.
And it unfolded and happened with very much spontaneity.
And indeed serendipity.

Believe it or not, several years ago, when Poppy and I were journeying the same interstate route and I was learning acoustic guitar, at every ‘off-road stop’, I found a guitar pick!!!!!!! Astounding and I was just so very amazed……………
Along the highway, I found a guitar pick on the grass, at the oval, in a very small country town. That was a Bart Simpson pick!!!
Two hours later I found a dirty orange pick on the bitumen at a roadhouse. It was looking like it had been run over, but I was delighted to find it!!! 
Then over the border, several more hours later, I was walking Poppy through the wetlands, and there on the sand, was a dull black USA guitar pick, with a fading,embossed walking tortoise on it.!!   Yes Truly.

At the time I had my Nashville guitar, in the car, but I was feeling that it would be a long haul, before I would ever come to play the songs I liked. These three signs inspired me to continue the learning, to follow my yearning.

It is now four years after the pick discoveries. On this interstate trip, I stopped at the same sentimental, off road, doggy walk places with a prayer in my heart and an openness to finding another pilgrim dog friend?
The ‘spirit signs’ of a coming miracle, came not with guitar picks, but with feathers. A variety of feathers, one in each place I stopped for a roadside rest. Some were at the same highway places I always visit!!!!

“There is no order of difficulties in miracles” A Course In Miracles

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