Greetings Viviacious Viewership!
I wanted to share an unexpected experience to begin my vacation roadtrip.
I had planned to meet my parents in Virginia on a Thursday evening. I had done my work for the day, taught two yoga classes, and was thrilled to be packed and ready to hit the road from there. I called my dad to confirm where we were meeting to find out that I had gotten the date wrong and I wasn’t due to meet them until the next day. I was an hour out of town, and too hyped with a sense of adventure to turn back.
So I consulted the intelligence of my smart phone and wondered where I should stay for the night. I nearly booked my first Airbnb stay when I saw that a hostel near Boone, NC was available for cheaper. I wondered as I drove east further into national forest why the “mistake” of me getting the rendezvous date wrong was made…was I meant to be on this course for some expanded purpose?
I landed at Harmony Hotel in Banner Elk, NC and chatted to Holly, the lovely woman who owns it. I’ve stayed at many a hostel while traveling overseas, and I was happy with how serene and pleasant the set up was. A nice evening starting a fiction book and a new type of tea to fortify the changing cells in my body (wild cherry bark) while the July rain storms visited to provide a welcome soundtrack.
The next morning, I knew why I had energetically chosen to muck up the travel dates. I talked further with Holly and we quickly went from small talk to soul talk. I spoke of my new “business” of channeling, and she talked of the adventure of moving away from Asheville to open the hostel. We discovered we were both Capricorns and related in the way we are driven by our ambition to see projects through. I shared that my mantra for the year has been to “Trust & Enjoy” while so many changes are happening in my life, and putting faith in the unfolding of the journey.
I offered to write an article for her to use in advertising her place. I am happy to do it. I told her my recent explorations in Energetic Exchange, how others have helped me, and in fostering that energy of trusting and enjoying, I am passing it on.
It was an inspiring conversation for both of us. A reminder that the paths we have chosen are continuing us down a road on which we cannot see the destination, and we need friends (or strangers – who, of course are closer than we “think” as we are ALL connected!) to encourage us to continue.
Because of the date mix-up, I continued on to a hike towards Grandfather Mountain.
I didn’t have time to see the mountain itself, but spent a few hours on a trail leading to it. I hiked quickly to get as far as I could on the trail, but had to turn back in order to meet my parents in Virginia as originally arranged. I thought about the way we focus on our destination, and lose so much of the journey in our myopic obsession with the end goal.
No, I would not see the epic stone-grated mountain face, but I slowed my steps and marveled at the diversity of life punctuating the vibrant cocoon of green: mushrooms from a childhood dream of fairies and gnomes, red blossoms that might birth those fairies, stone benches for ferns or carpets of wild vines.
A poem emerged. I finished the hike, but the journey continues, with unexpected but soul-contracted twists and turns. May yours be enlightening with every simple, or intricate step!
speak to me of bridges
now now now now.