Big Messages from Small Things

A strange thing happened to me the other day. I mean, strange stuff happens to me frequently. I am, after all, me. 🙂 But yes, a strange thing happened, something out of the ordinary, ordinary.

I feel like the universe converses with me a lot. I don’t always hear & see it all, but I do hear & see it often. So, I know I miss some stuff on occasion. We’ll call that ‘human error.’ Yes, even an alien can experience human tactics & feelings. Oh, the secrets she knows though! Anyway, this all came about because I rearranged my kitchenette cupboard. Spoiler alert! I live in what I call my ‘atelier.’ For those of you who know French. No, I’m not saying a curse word or some form of sexual act. After I rearranged everything in that cupboard only & not the whole atelier, I experienced the strangest, most uplifting feeling. It was a true chemical reaction. Talk about feng shui —capital F! I was so drawn to this cupboard. It’s a big wall cupboard. Not the entire wall, but majority of it. Space is limited. The message from this new energy I took away was, everything is in order. Enjoy. It was the way I had my glasses aligned, the dishware, the dry goods, the Tupperware. The strange thing was, I didn’t do much changing around. I just tweaked it out a little. I “enhanced” it a little. It was all there, just not there. The cupboard also wasn’t overly stocked. I make sure everything has its own little space. If you know me, you know I can be organized —& messy in the right ways. 😉 Only sometimes in the wrong. All the glassware, not drug utensils! I have has meaning: the coffee mugs, the wine goblets & glasses, the beer mugs, etc. Each piece is from somewhere I went, I collected, I experienced, earned on my own. They’re not just souvenirs, though they are, but there’s a specific meaning to them. There are 1 or 2 gifts. & after they were in order, I had the feeling everything was Gucci. I literally hung out in my little kitchenette & just admired the positive energy I had just cooked up! I also took the time to gaze around the atelier & give thanks for all that I have, today, & all that I’ve accomplished. #superThankful. Having your own space is very important for oneself. This isn’t a ‘Switch it Up’ all over again, this is different. I was so drawn. I can’t remember any other time I’ve felt like this. Wait, I can! It now reminds me of the time where I felt “settled in” after I moved to Chicago, which took a minute. It was a little rough at first. I didn’t have all my belongings when I crashed it. They were shipped over little-by-little, courtesy of a little guardian angel of mine. I didn’t get that feeling of feeling “settled in” until I had all my magnets from the places I’ve travelled to placed on my refrigerator. It was after then when I felt “at home.” It was a true feeling of comfort. I guess the message that I’m sharing is, even the smallest changes can have the biggest impacts. Energy matters. People will remember you & forget about you, but they’ll always remember your energy & whether it was good or bad. No one wants to be around negative people. I hope. People can be quick to say, they’re good peeps, & it’ll stick. We all have off days, but you can only use the same excuse for so long before you’re really deemed as someone who is full of shit. There I go with my French, again. 😉 I also believe, energy goes where consciousness flows. This, I believe, was a true example. Does it define the saying? No. Oh, it was flowing as if Aunt Flow were in town! For those of you who don’t like change, I understand, but you don’t know what you’re missing out on. Am I suggesting to go & get a face lift? No. But hopefully you do change your underwear from time-to-time. & if you don’t wear underwear, well, I’m basically giving up there. Also, I believe it is the small things in life that matter. The next opportunity you get, test yourself, change something, & see how it goes. Hey, you can always go back. Just don’t be negative about it because remember, energy goes where consciousness flows & big messages come from small things.

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