It has been my experience that I am the happiest when I am being of service. I like to anticipating the needs of others and notice when opportunities appear where I can help out. It’s a good way to get me out of myself. If something is really bothering me, and I can’t seem to do anything about it, I’ve found that the most productive thing I can do is to help someone else out who’s having a rough time in their life-experience. I’ve made a habit of asking God/Goddess to use me to do “healing-work” – to make a difference in the world. I especially love it when Synchronicity conspires to put me in a position to serve others.
I have one memory that especially stands out. It is very dear to my heart. It happened in 1983 – over 30 years ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday.
I was in downtown Mill Valley, California, and I had to pee really badly. I went into the Depot book store to use their bathroom. Both of the bathrooms were in use. I was almost frantic, when I heard a toilet flush. A moment later the door opened and there was my friend, Rita. She took one look at me and almost broke into tears.
“Are you busy?,” she asked. “Do you have a some time to spend with me?”
“Absolutely!,” I replied, “but FIRST I really have to pee!”
When I came out of the bathroom, we got some coffee and sat at a table outside. I won’t go into what was bothering her so much, but she really needed a friend to be with and help her through her emotional trauma. Fortunately, it was a beautiful, warm, sunny summer day and I had ridden my motorcycle to town. I asked her if she’d like to go riding and she said, “YES!!!”
We rode out of town, over Mt. Tamalpais, up Highway 1 and out onto the Pt. Reyes Peninsula. I worked and lived out there and spent a lot of time in the area. I took Rita to my favorite, secret, spot on a cliff 300 feet above the ocean. We sat there, together, for 2 or 3 hours, looking out over the ocean, and she talked and talked, opening her heart to me.
We rode some more, out Pierce Point Rd. and visited the Thule Elk herd. We had some lunch in Pt. Reyes Station and then took a long, leisurely ride back to Mill Valley where Rita lived. We cooked dinner together, talked some more into the night, and when I was saying “so long” to her, she hugged me tightly and told me that she felt as if she’d just spent a week in a tropical paradise. Her pain was healed and she was completely at peace.
Om My God!!! That was one of the richest experiences of my life. God had honored me greatly and I felt humbled by it. No amount of money could have bought that for me! Some people would say, “Wow! What a coincidence!,” or ,”That sure was LUCKY!!”
It was neither a coincidence OR luck. Actually, I don’t believe that either of those things exist. It was SYNCHRONICITY! It was God/Goddess working in our lives. He/She/IT choreographed the whole thing, perfectly! I’ve noticed, in my life, that synchronicity happens all the time. We just have to notice it. It is, many times, very subtle – not nearly as evident as that day with my friend, Rita. But if we’ll take the time to slow down and NOTICE it happening in our lives, and acknowledge it, we’ll know that we’re really never alone and that we are safe!
I haven’t seen Rita in over 25 years, but I’ll bet that from time to time she remembers that day, too, and it brings a smile to her lips and a feeling of warmth in her heart just like it does to mine.
Love and Light . . . . .