Over the last year I've been doing a lot of striving, but virtually no arriving. And even when one area of my life appears to be progressing its so painfully slow, so obviously forced that it seems almost like its not progress at all. In short, it doesn't feel natural.
This thought was really bothering me when I considered the looming of the end of the year and the fact that I had had all these wild and wonderful plans for this year. I had started to imagine so much progress, so many things to do, but I had attached to getting them done a certain way in a certain time without concern to reality and the plans just fell flat on their faces.
On a complete offchance I decided I would look into my Personal Year Number. I know the last time I'd looked I was going through a number of 5 - which leads to a lot of change, upset, and movement. Things that wholly disconcert me in general. But as I thought about the year past I knew that 6 - that of forming, creating, and nurturing definitely is not what had been going on. In fact I even said to myself, if that's the energy I should have been embracing well no wonder I was feeling off.
Imagine my surprise when I realized I had progressed into 7 and hadn't even realized it...7 deal with deep spiritual growth, there is a certain amount of going inward, and all the work is very personal. The exact opposite of what I'd been doing. No wonder my 2012 had felt like such a gods awful struggle. I was working, striving, making, pushing...things more applicable to the coming year's energy of 8, than to the year I'd been in. I have to say I had to really laugh at myself. I couldn't believe what a silly oversight I'd made not even realizing it!
So in the course of a few days I put aside work that I'd been aching to move forward with. I embraced the unseen call I'd experienced at the beginning of December to just "back off work" (even though it pained me to do it) and I just looked at me, where I was at, and really sat inwards. And while I only sat embracing it for a few days, there was definite magic in that time. I made a list of some book dedicated to self-love and things of that nature to buy when I could. I pored over the blurbs about them I could read, I got in touch with other spiritual people and connected and embraced those conversations. I started listening to my intuition instead of pushing it aside.
And would you believe what happened? Three of the books, ones I'd just added to my list I was able to buy. I made a new like-minded friend who I have been able to share a deep bond with. I connected with an old friend I hadn't spoken to in years. I felt the strongest pull to buy a talisman, that apparently I really needed. I recalled the last time I'd had that feeling and found what I had bought then, a clear quartz icosahedron, only to learn it was connected with the water element and its energies (something I feel largely disconnected from. And while I have still taken my time from jumping back into work, I've felt rejuvenated in my inspiration.
Better late than never!
Has this happened to you? Have you ever heeded to call of Spirit and seen miracles and things just click into place? Share your stories below!