Rolling hills, pastured lands, brick colored cattle, stone houses with wood fires, and one particular Chateau with an extraordinary couple in residence–my family in France, in Limousin, a region that won my heart over and changed my life years ago, a place that felt more home than home. It was from this Chateau that Norma gifted me a rosary that she found in this 15th century home. It is wooden and old, full of history and hope. And faith and spirit.
It is perhaps the single most important possession I own. It has been my guide and friend. I have prayed with it on many occasions to get me through struggles.
I take it with me on all important events– travels, a job interview, a confrontation, a breakup, a first date...
I don’t loose things. I am too OCD for that. I check my pockets multiple times for my keys, wallet and rosary.
I interviewed for my job that brought me to California over the phone while I was in Colorado. I wanted it so bad, that I climbed a mountain before the interview with my rosary and prayed on a grassy spot towards the top of the mountain.
I wanted to conduct the interview outside, as that is when I am at my best, so I bounded down the mountain to a patch in the forest where the mobile signal was strong. I set up my spot and with 3 minutes to go, I reached for my rosary. It wasn’t there.
This was catastrophic. But, I couldn’t get upset, I had to focus. I knew god/jah/the creator was there by my side. And I told myself, I was strong and would have a great interview and when it was over, I would find my rosary.
The interview was great, it lasted over an hour. When I hung up, starving, I ran back up the mountain to a spot that looked like it could have been the spot. This was like finding a needle in a haystack. I waded through grasses and wildflowers. I looked everywhere. It seemed dismal and I turned to leave...and there it was. I dropped to my knees, picked it up and cried.
In the moment, I knew I had the job and I knew I was headed to the right place.
And I was lead to the right place. I am so in love with California.
I feel like a different person, I feel like the person who I really am.
I have a job that gives me comfort, like when I am sad, work makes me feel calm, safe and happy.
I have enough energy to nurture, give and share with others, I am extroverted. I feel at home with my co-workers.
Friends I have from all over the world come to seek refuge with me–what a gift for them to seek calm and healing and for me to be in their company.
I have a home that is sanctuary and pure. And I am energized daily by my natural surroundings.
I have enough energy to nurture, give and share with others, I am extroverted. I feel at home with my co-workers.
Friends I have from all over the world come to seek refuge with me–what a gift for them to seek calm and healing and for me to be in their company.
I have a home that is sanctuary and pure. And I am energized daily by my natural surroundings.
The power of prayer...is undeniable. And the magic of the universe boundless.
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