Today I went for a walk with a friend. We were talking about the creative business we will soon be launching, our biggest dreams and hopes for the future.
We were talking about where we want to be this time next year; what changes we want to make over the next 12 months to make our dreams come true.
We dared to imagine what our lives could look like if our business plans came true.
I explained the changes I was making in my own work life – some of which have taken courage and are scary. But I’ve been trusting my intuition to lead me. I’ve been letting my inner wisdom guide me.
As we walked, a beautiful monarch butterfly caught my eye, dancing through the early evening sun’s rays.
Every time I see one of these butterflies I think of Wayne Dyer and the amazing story from his book Inspiration. He believes that butterflies are a sign from the divine. I love this. Each time I see one, I take it as a sign from the divine that I am on the right path.
It was perhaps a coincidence that I saw the butterfly as we spoke about this. But I prefer to see it as a sign.
And then, I saw a literal sign – for a street:
Hope Street.
Again, a possible coincidence. In truth, I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe in synchronicity. Meaningful coincidence.
There is no coincidence. Only the illusion of coincidence – V for Vendetta
And I didn’t even want to go walking, really. But by keeping my eyes and my heart open as we walked, I found myself receiving tiny messages from the universe. Tiny nods to keep going.
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