Bee In My Bonnet
Three years ago on this very day, my thoughts went to holy encounters and recognizing when you are in the middle of one.
Facebook has this “Memories” feature and it reminded me around 6:00 this morning of a post that I did on December 30, 2012 – the eve of New Year’s Eve. If you are as I am, this is the time of the year that you get really reflective – on the year coming to an end, the resolutions that you actualized and those that are either still possible with one day to go or you will just have to let go. That particular year, my personal Facebook profile had a cover picture that featured a couple of cute babies dressed as bumble bees. I no longer have access to that picture so this free one of an actual bumble bee from Pixabay will have to do.
As I noted in that post – and this is basically a revision, updating and republishing of it – the thoughts buzzing in my bonnet were nowhere as cute, not even close, as those baby bumble bees. Funny enough, some of those thoughts are with me again on the cusp of 2016 and I am again wondering about holy encounters. Yesterday, my colleague, friend and Contributor to this blog, Alexis Ali, shared her personal review of 2015 and what her focus is for the New Year. For her, 2016 will be the Year of Self – a time when she will look more deeply within and walk into her world from that point. Her reflection and the memory of December 30, 2012 is calling me to share mine.
Holy Encounters In All Forms
Never have I been the type of person who hanker for the “good ole’ days.” Why? For one, I am not old enough, believe it or not, to remember when the days were just “good.” Furthermore, long ago I gave up the practice of labelling people, things or even situations “good,” “bad” or in-between. Whatever comes into my experience, whether I consciously asked for or desired it, my attitude is to cry or laugh if I must but accept it and move right along.
In my view, there has never been a time when people, situations or life for that matter is completely “good” or “bad.” Accepting that, the experiences of my life became more clear and I began to see that situations and the people in them as teaching me lessons.
At least twice this year, and many times on my Facebook page and profile, I have posted how Angels have made themselves known in my life. Most of the times, it was after they had moved along that I realized that they were Godsends. However, there have been a few times when I had in fact realized almost immediately that “this is an Holy Encounter!” As one “celebrity” often says in those moments I got “gooses,” meaning goose-bumps.
Take the time when a stranger decided to drive me home after I merely asked her for directions, or when a Toronto bus driver let me off his bus close to the grocery store at great risk to himself (he could have been ticketed). There was also a young woman who adopted me as her second or seventieth (I do not know or care which) “Mama,” when she realized that I was alone in Toronto, no family and hardly any friends. She showed more care and concern for my welfare than my very own. All these holy encounters happened in Ontario where I lived for a couple of years but many more have occurred since leaving that city, spending several months in Jamaica and on my return to Edmonton, Alberta almost two years now.
Suffice it to say that over my lifetime thus far, there have been many holy encounters and what I continue to find very interesting are how they come about with synchronicity and never directly included receiving money from the particular angel. Why is that important? Well, for many money, winning the lottery or some other windfall, might be the only sign of angels from on high. Receiving a pile of money is the mark of a good year.
I have not asked anyone for money in such a long, long time! Not since I was a child living at home with my parent and by the time I turned 17 years old, I was out and about making my money and basically helping to bring home the bacon. Even when married, it was not my habit or practice to “ask for money.” I felt we are both adults, using the facilities so to speak, and we agreed on who will pay what and went about doing so. Once that changed, so too did the nature of the relationship.
Back when this piece was first written, I most definitely could have used more money but it was and remains my view that you will be provided for according to your needs AND you must live within those means. If you chose not to, then you will somehow, some day, have to pay for the lifestyle you have chosen. While angels might and will help, even with money, it is never a handout. Having said that, my holy encounters have so enriched my life and led me out of some tight corners. How? They have made me more aware of the Greatness of The Divine in my life and as the Source of my all that I needed. What was ‘amazing’ then and continues this day is that the more this awareness permeates my consciousness, the more resources flow to me including money and opportunities.
The other types of situations and people in them that I was viewing back in 2012 and to this day are those who merely take, complain, judge, deceive and manipulate others and are mean-spirited and un-neighbourly. In other words, they have no regard for other people’s welfare, they do as they please, they would pluck your eyeballs out and when you are blind they step over you. These people take or demand (directly or through subtle pressure) everything from others, they use people and when done discard them without a minute’s thought. I used to see them on public transportation in Toronto, you meet them in churches, you meet them on the job, they are your neighbours, and worse yet – some are in your family – blood, in-laws or adopted!
It was said that we entered a new age with the advent of 2012 – a period of Awakening. I really hoped so. Awaiting 2013, I wondered whether it might be too late for me to experience the fullness of that coming to consciousness of our societies. Fast forward to the eve (almost) of 2016, and we in fact see signs of this Awakening around the globe. The village is getting smaller, the barriers are coming down, strangers are more welcoming of “the others” into their countries, homes and lives. As the borders slowly erode, the table is getting longer – not without some or even great resistance in some places.
What I have learned and seen over these past three years, something that I will take with me into 2016 is that whether the situation is one where a bus driver is letting me off closer to my doorstep or someone being mean – they both are holy encounters.
As it was then, so it is now for me; my fervent prayer remains that for whatever time I have left on this Earth plane that I may learn to continue to focus more on these teaching, the moment, the interaction and most importantly – what I am bringing to the exchange; the holy, and less on the hellishness of the experiences!
In doing do, I pray that those with whom I come into contact will in turn have a taste, a glimpse of what the “good” ole days really means – that The Divine is truly among us! I hope you will continue to journey with us in 2016 as we continue to expand the conversations, include the excluded and lengthen the table. Sign-up and be part of the community today!
Have a blessed eve of New Year’s Eve!