For those of you who are unaware, David and I had a falling out the week before I moved to Arroyo Street. Well, really David had a falling out, he got mad about some stuff Monica told him I said. He did not want to talk to me or hear my side of the story when we met, only to tell me how he did not want to ever see me again and for me hand over my key and get out of his house immediately. He generously gave me till the next day to move my furniture and belongings. I did as I was told, it was his house after all and I did not want to be there anyway. I left our meeting numb and in shock, shifting into survival mode and making arrangements for moving and living for the next week. I was invited to stay at Peggy's, where I had been housesitting for several days, till my house was ready to occupy, but I ended up having those days off of work and I just really wanted to be alone and sort out how I was feeling about myself and my whole situation. I settled on staying at Motel 6 for a couple of days. I agonized over whether to spend the money, ($30 a night), and finally decided that I was worth it. The Universe would send me everything I needed to meet my financial obligations on the first, and I desperately needed my own space.
As you can imagine, my packing and departure from David's house was rather rushed and haphazard, but as usual, the Universe sent me exactly what I needed to have with me. Amber had helped me move and I put almost everything in storage with the rest of my stuff, but I had thrown a few things in my laundry basket, which I kept with me in the truck, along with my work clothes and my pillows. I was so surprised and delighted when I found them hiding amongst my dirty clothes. I set up a little alter on the desk at Motel 6 and knew with every fiber of my being that all was well in my world and as it was meant to be. I forgot I had taken pictures of them till I was cleaning out my camera this morning.
Kristy made me this bowl for my birthday one year and has housed the Heartstones Mom gave me ever since.
Willie dubbed me Lolo, almost the moment I met him over nine years ago. The nick name evolved into 3Lo after awhile, and in my mind I hear Lori Long Loves when ever he calls me that. A couple of years ago either for my birthday or for Christmas, he had this rock carved for me, and it is among my favorite personal treasures.
Change. Honesty. Freedom - there could have been no better message for me that day.
Willie gave me this elephant the day I met him and since Elephants are good Fung Shui, this has lived in my living room or bedroom ever since. While I was working in real estate, we cleaned out a house once that had a tiny basket with about fifty tiny rubber frogs in it. I thought of Kathleen when I saw them and have been carrying them around thinking I would give them to her. Who knows how this one ended up in my laundry basket at this crazy time, but I had spoken to her earlier in the day and I felt like her loving spirit and support was with me and what a blessing it was that day and always.
I set them up and thanked the Universe for all I am blessed with, for all the love in my life, and for keeping me safe and healthy with every breath I take.
I have no control over what other people do, but once again, I am shown that if I follow my truth, the path I am supposed to follow will make itself clear to me, the things I need to see and learn will be shown to me. I am exactly where I am supposed to be at this time, I know it. If David ever gets over being mad, I will welcome him back into my life. He is my brother and I will forgive him and love him unconditionally as long as I breathe. In the meantime, I am ever grateful for my life as it is today.
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