An invisible red thread connects those
who are destined to meet regardless of time,
place or circumstance. The thread may stretch
or tangle, but it will never break.
The universe gobsmacked me today.
You know - gobsmacked.
- blew me away
I don't remember exactly what I happened to be doing, other than I was typing away on the very keyboard I'm using now, when the Facebook message icon let me know that, well, I had a message.
A good friend wrote that she would be unable to attend The Red Thread Retreat and asked if I would use her seat.
I have lusted after this retreat for years, with either a full time job or finances wagging their finger and firmly stating, "No, no, no." Today was no exception.
So, I messaged her back saying that she was sweet, but that I was truly dead broke.
A bit later, up lit the message icon again. She explained that this was to be a gift, and if I had gas money, she really wanted me to go.
The messages and emails flew back and forth in earnest. I needed to touch base with Phil, who was apparently in one of those "You can not even think you are going to bring your cell phone in here" rooms on base. The retreat founder/leader had to okay it all. Much tapping of toes and wringing of wrists ensued.
And then, somehow, it all came together.
My art supplies are packed, and tomorrow at this time, I will be getting to know a new group of women, taking art classes,iphone photography classes, and simply being with people the universe feels I should know.
I know that beautiful things are going to be happening, and I know I'm meant to take what I learn and use it.
Thank you, Marianne. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you, universe. You may continue to gobsmack me at any time.