When things get dropped in your lap

Isn't it funny how things happen? Things that don't really seem that significant but then set off a chain of events that become so eerily connected that you cannot ignore them? It would be impossible to do so. I think events that happened one day to KR has her attention. Now, I am learning that she is a Dr. Spock, like me...always thinking, analyizing, processing, evaluating scenarios, etc. However, in a matter of hours, she found out how connected people really are without her even knowing that they were connected. I might forget a few things, but this is how it was told to me. Wednesday, she stumbles upon my blog from a posting through facebook. She reads through the most recent post and sends me, "Atta, girl." Then, she go into Rocky's store, but she is not really sure why. Maybe because I mention it. Then, she sees something on the counter that triggers another thought related to a product. Later that day, she sees the same person who had talked to Rock about that product at a mere passing as she dropped off some items. Kind of spooky, huh? It was almost like six degrees of separation, but not from from what or whom. But, it got her to listen up. Things fall into our laps from time to time and we are not even sure why, what are to do with them, or how they got there to begin with. But, it almost undoubtedly gets us thinking. What did that come to me today? I recently told someone what I wrote about her the first time I met her back in February 2010. I wrote about the fear that held her back and the person she was yet to be. I saw the potential that was hidden and unfulfilled and knew she was more. But she wasn't sure. I said she would change people's lives and people would be better for her sharing her life with others. Of course, when I wrote that, never did I think that one of those changed lives would be mine. However, I am extremely grateful that it is. You see, the person I wrote about was Rocky. When we tell the story of how we met, people are looking for a connection that will make sense. But the truth of the matter is that she simply was walking by my office one day - she was dropped in my lap. I did not expect it, wasn't looking for it, but it came anyway. That's when we start to pay close attention to what we see in front of us. When we realize that we cannot plan anything, but there is a plan for everything. Even hardship and grief are meant to teach us something. This morning, when I realized we were out of milk, I was frustrated. Then, I turned on my new favorite song and forgot about my frustration. Guess what, people?? Things will come your way and you will start to wake up and figure it out. Right, KR?

Maybe a little nervous

Who are you now? Who do you want to be? What can YOU do about closing that gap? Tomorrow night begins a new adventure for me and it is one that I was not sure I even wanted to pursue. Maybe I downplay it because I do not want to have expectations and then feel some disappointment. However, it will develop on its own and become a living, breathing thing. Maybe I am more afraid of what others expect from me tomorrow night. I know one thing... I have several women that will learn more about me in those 90 minutes than they probably would elsewhere. Hopefully, they learn more about themselves in those same 90 minutes and what they choose to believe about themselves going forward from that point. That is what I hope happens. That this group starts to scratch at the surface of something that has been long forgotten and deeply hidden. It is time to awaken and be more of who you were meant to be. This group will affect everyone differently. Some will think it is a waste of time. Others will begin to have that feeling that they want to change. Even others may be indifferent to it. I am not sure how I will react to this group. I will probably process it afterwards and try to remember things that were said or things I thought of so that we can use it again at the next month's meeting in October. But that first step is always the hardest and it takes the most courage. But there is no going back - after all, there are about 15 ladies that are looking forward to the G.I.F.T. and whatever it brings with it. If am this nervous today, do not even ask me what I will be like tomorrow. It Starts Today.