In the summer of 2014, my life fell apart around me. My boyfriend - who I’d been convinced for years I could never live without - and I had just broken up, and I wasn’t sure I was going to survive on my own.
You see, two years prior (summer 2012 if you're tracking) I’d had a nervous breakdown in the middle of the street. He was the one who came to pick me up at the Minute Clinic where I was still hiccuping and trying to dry my tears after the doctor had given me exactly half of a Valium. My ex had been the one constant in my life, supporting me, cheering me on. I knew - KNEW - we were meant to be together.
And yet, it just hadn’t worked out.
I was devastated and heartbroken, but resolute. The old vision - the one of us getting married, buying a house, having 2 kids and a puppy - had died. I didn’t know exactly what was next, but I knew that I would get to create it myself. I also knew that it would take work, and that I needed help.
I was in the middle of my (second) coaching certification at the time, and had just started to dabble in understanding spirituality, getting connected to my soul, and listening to my intuition to make life decisions. I threw myself into healing my broken heart through the practice sessions, and got to work on getting in touch with what I truly wanted next.
After a few weeks, my vision finally came through so clearly. I could see myself living in Dupont Circle, in downtown D.C., where I could walk to yoga and the grocery store. I wanted to be a full-time coach (I was still suffering through my heinous 9-5 every day), working with soulmate clients from home. It was beautiful.
The problem was, I had no idea how it was all going to come together.
One night, I was crying myself to sleep, freaking out about what was next. And all of a sudden, I felt a presence. Like an angel wrapped around me.
Like I said, I was just starting to open to the possibility that angels even exist, let alone guide us. At first I tried to rationalize it away, afraid I was going crazy. But the feeling didn’t leave. And the more I relaxed, and just let it be, the stronger it got.
All of a sudden, I knew what it was there for. So I started talking to it. And I asked it for help.
Dear angel, spirit, God, whoever is out there. I don’t know how to do this by myself. I don’t know what’s going to happen. Please help.
I immediately felt a rush of warmth, and a sense of well-being I hadn’t had in weeks. And I easily fell asleep.
My problems did not go away overnight, nor did they solve themselves. But I did feel less alone, and more able to confront the challenge of rebuilding my life from the ground up.
So what do you think happened next? Head over to the next post and I’ll let you know ;)