Can’t We All Get Along?

Can’t we all get along? This is a famous quote spoken by Rodney King whose brutal attack by police in 1992 sparked the Los Angeles Riots. Sometimes it seems little has changed, but I know better. As the Equinox approaches with the Sun entering Libra, thoughts of equality, justice, civility, relationship and harmony all weigh heavily on my heart.

There is light at the end of the pier, tunnel, and within all hearts. I consider myself a passionate person who has tempered some of this energy as I have matured. Yet my passion has been quite stirred on social media lately when it comes to the division around politics, COVID-19, belief systems, and the push to “take a side.” I have had to be more cautious on Facebook and even here on my beloved WP. I have lost some readers and followers because of my opinions. Have any of you experienced this too?

I work so hard to not react, or better yet, react with kindness and compassion. My opinions and beliefs continue to evolve and I think this is a good thing. What bothers me the most is the cruelty displayed online, especially by those who call themselves spiritual. So many of these beliefs and actions have a high stakes quality because decisions made can cost human life and affect the planet in so many negative ways. Life was so much simpler when I was a teenager or young adult and was so sure I knew everything, so full of myself, ha!

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I hate having to worry about censoring myself around people I consider to be my friends. Sometimes I just avoid a post, Meme or comment and simply move on. I am not that interested in convincing anyone to take my side. I just feel such sadness about how many lives have been lost or hurt due to this cancerous division that has taken over our universe. Some choices are deadly and the intensity keps amping up.

As always, I look for guidance, usually within , through mindfulness, meditation, writing, walking and now- by practicing Reiki on myself and my environment. I know I cannot be hurt by anyone and that no-thing is truly personal. But it still can sting. So I am sharing another Lorie Ladd video that I found helpful.

While I do not adhere to all of Lorie’s belief systems, I know her heart. She is gentle, sincere, and real. She also does her best to welcome diversity of ideas within her community. This video explains her current take on the energies as guided by and through the Galactic Federation of Light. It is so interesting that I find so much diversity within the Spiritual community; never before have I witnessed such division and negativity. Let me know how you see this phenomenon in the comments. Can we agree to disagree without “cancelling each other” ?  I hope so.

Who Are You? Part I

I wanted to post something today on the 19th anniversary of 9/11. I was born in New York City, currently live in Pennsylvania and have visited the DC area many times and have relatives who live not far from that region.

While I am more inclined now to think the whole event was an “inside job”,  it does not lessen all the hate and trauma nurtured from then until now. Including all the carnage due to war and acts of violence arising from all this density. While it is human to struggle with difference and assign blame, we are all sparks of the divine. May we all see this truth sooner, rather than later.

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Who Are You ? by the Who

This is the first installment of a series on identity. I would imagine that most people shift in identity many times within a lifespan. As my spiritual evolution continues to accelerate, my identity is dissolving once again. Yet, if I choose to live on Earth in a body, it is crucial that I remain tethered to some ego structures , aka personality.

Let’s focus today on race and ethnicity. As someone who was raised with two religious orientations always lurking in the background, I found myself quite confused. My mom grew up Roman Catholic and went to church regularly, yet she says she did not like this faith and happily went along with Judaism when she married my dad. She learned some Hebrew and became familiar with many of the customs and joined Jewish organizations.  She did not have to convert because her…

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All is Well , Even Amidst the Darkest Night

So sad to report that Bernie Sanders is dropping out of the 2020 race today ( 4-8-20 with void of course Moon in Libra).

This post is a tribute to you, a truly authentic and moral warrior of the light, leadership to be emulated in these times where leaders are rare and needed more than ever!

I feel compelled to post something this morning and I searched for something uplifting and energizing.  This is what I found.  Please take the time to read through carefully. I love you.

peace to you, namaste, litebeing

 

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Greetings everyone! As the sun is still a few minutes shy of reaching my Ascendant, I am milking this 12th house energy for all its worth. I did feel the Imbolc Candlemas surge once the calendar moved into February, but recent health issues has challenged my productivity. This is partially why I have not published any new material in a while. Check out Jamie’s fabulous Imbolc post to learn more about this Winter to Spring sacred time.

Welcome to all new followers and readers! I am so delighted to have so many new people visit me here at litebeing chronicles. Please feel free to comment, even if just to say hello. I want you to know that I am thrilled whenever someone takes the time to read about my journey. Thank you for your interest in my life.

I have so much going on, which sometimes leaves me undecided as to where to place my focus. This can happen when there is so much movement internally and externally. Fortunately I have decided to share my enchantment with the US Democrat Presidential primaries.

 What??? Politics?? What does this have to do with spiritual awakening?

I asked myself the same questions. Here’s the thing: In my life, I allow myself to follow my attractions. If I am drawn to something, I will give it my time and energy and see where it leads me. I rarely write about politics, but find that astrology does a great job of describing how planetary themes get played out on the world stage. While this is not an astrology article per se, I want to acknowledge that the Pluto in Capricorn square Uranus in Aries cycle we have been living since 2012 has been dramatically triggering global chaos and crisis. Crisis, please remember, is another word for opportunity.

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I am an avid political fan and use astrology and intuition  to engage with the process. Some people enjoy football, I prefer election races! I do not like to use my politics to influence others, which is why I limit any commentary on the blog.

However, I witnessed something a few days ago that really moved me emotionally. My intense reaction strongly compels me to share it with my readers. Let me explain: I have been really struggling about who to vote for in the primaries. I would love to see a woman President and do respect Hillary Clinton. She has spent her life serving others and remaining in her husband’s shadow for many years. She exemplifies Scorpio resilience and passion.

But then came Bernie….

I remember Bernie Sanders when the US Senate was struggling to gain a Democratic Majority. Sanders, who was an Independent at the time, decided to caucus with the Democrats and helped them gain a slight majority. Looking back, it did very little to address congressional gridlock, but this event gave me the chance to learn a bit about this longtime Independent Socialist from Vermont.

At a New Hampshire Town Hall meeting, the subject of spirituality was raised. Bernie, a non-practicing Jew, was asked about his beliefs. This was his response:

” It’s a guiding principle in my life, absolutely, it is,” Sanders began. He explained that everyone practices their faith differently and acknowledged that he wouldn’t be running if he didn’t have a strong religious and spiritual understanding, then continued.

” I believe that, as a human being, the pain that one person feels, if we have children who are hungry in America, if we have elderly people who can’t afford their prescription drugs, you know what, that impacts you, that impacts me,” the senator said. “And I worry very much about a society where some people spiritually say, it doesn’t matter to me, I got it, I don’t care about other people. So my spirituality is that we are all in this together and that when children go hungry, when veterans sleep out on the street, it impacts me. That’s my very strong spiritual feeling.”

My heart began to beat faster and tears streamed down my cheeks. This man is expressing the tenets of unity consciousness. Not only does he stand for integrity, he practices empathy. This is huge. This message is divinely inspired. My mind was officially blown. I urge that those interested find a video transcript because watching the discussion gives it more weight. The reason I strongly resonate with this response is because I believe that he is simply a vehicle of the collective; an instrument of the people. This is where revolution can lead to evolution. If you examine both words, it is simple to conclude that revolution is a reenactment of evolution. When we take steps towards extraordinary social change, we are growing, developing, maturing. This is the genius of Pluto square Uranus.

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I am not advocating for a particular candidate. I am merely sharing my reactions to a moment in time. What matters more than an election is how the personal influences the political. This is why I am proud to call myself a Social Worker. I learned from my Social Welfare Policy Instructor how society is shaped by our beliefs. This principle is quite powerful and can be seamlessly applied to the spiritual path.

Just a little something to chew on a sunny and snowy February day in 2016.

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Staycation is in Session

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I needed a staycation and I landed one – four days off in a row. That might not seem like a long time to you, and it isn’t, but I am grateful and it ain’t over yet!

I chose a time with Mercury stationing, Daylight Savings Time ( in the US ) and the full moon in Virgo. This was not really intentional, more a matter of practicality. My work schedule is changing and I will have to work at least a few hours Monday through Friday. So I wanted to celebrate my love affair with having Mondays off one last time by adding last Friday to the mix. The weather was great most of the time and I really made the most of this staycay.

Friday I enter Spring in  Paris, via a crepefest at Paris Bistro. The service was crappy ( rather than crepey) , but the ambiance is wonderful and my entree was great. Doesn’t this Coq Au Vin crepe look scrumptious?

I have adored crepes since I discovered The Magic Pan back as a youth. I still recall the salad with mandarin oranges and almonds and the crepe with chicken and broccoli. This place made me feel sophisticated and worldly, as any 9th house child would desire.

This fancy French lunch set the stage for a long weekend filled with both inner and outer exploration. So what’s next?

Behold the splendor of South Street’s Magic Garden. This truly magical place is mystically linked with my Sunday exploration. The mystical mystery continues …

As is often the case, I find excellent tv shows, movies, books, etc without any known effort. I search or scroll or stroll somewhere and land on hidden gems. Such was the case with Dispatches from Elsewhere, a limited series starring Jason Seigel and Sally Field. It is about ordinary lost souls finding themselves involved in a mysterious game that has serious implications. When I heard that the executive producer also was involved with Wayward Pines, I was very excited. Then I learned it was filmed exclusively in Philly, showcasing our outdoor art scene, I was hooked. Watching the show so far has my thinking more about the deep state versus ascension. It also created a longing to spend some time in Olde City. I had already decided I wanted to visit a museum, but I did not realize it would be The Museum of the American Revolution.  Getting a free admission pass sealed the deal.

Before we get ahead of ourselves, I want to mention that a lovely Indian lunch was had at Karma. Yes, the place is called Karma. I was going to get the buffet, but I arrived near the end of lunchtime and I was feeling Corona Virus weary so I ate off the menu. I had an interesting Chicken Xacuti dish, flavored with coconut milk and tamarind, tempered with a refreshing Mango lassi.

Little did I know that Karma played a role in my museum visit, ha! While I enjoyed the films and exhibits greatly, the highlight was all the synchs between the Revolutionary War and today. Parallel timelines perhaps? Thomas Paine was very enamored with the number 45. That has me thinking about the current US President,  45. Then while I was learning more about the role of Abigail Adams, I remembered a fascinating conversation I had last summer about the link between her and Marianne Williamson. 

Marianne led me back to Bernie Sanders and his revolution. The main theme of the Museum is ” What is a revolution and is the world still having one? ” This is a greatly profound theme for a museum. Bernie and Marianne go way back and I will admit I am in awe of both of them. Some other important findings were one origin of the word cabal, the realization that the war could not have ended successfully without Native Americans ( and the French). I walked away invigorated by the early Spring weather and the understanding that my adopted hometown is truly magical.

This image above of the interlocking circles of the 13 colonies was prominent throughout the museum. It made a great impression on me as I consider the spiritual overtones of the Founding Fathers ( and Mothers). Yes, they were imperfect but prescient.

Speaking of imperfect, I also binge-watched the new Hulu Documentary Hillary. I find the Clintons fascinating and really loved this new feature. It covers a lot of ground and showed Hillary unmasked, or at least partially vulnerable. I see plenty of her in my personality and attitude, except for the phoniness and ability to stay married to her serial womanizing husband. I appreciated it when she gave an honest assessment of herself. I also am blunt and outspoken and passionate ( and a Scorpio woman ). I know how my communication style can be divisive in the workplace. See the film and decide for yourself.

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I gotta go so I can watch the latest Dispatches episode, but I leave you with a photo taken recently in my backyard. Yup, Spring is approaching, but the living ain’t easy! Yes, that is from the song Summertime, but you get the idea. While I don’t want my Staycation to end, it was marvelous. Travel, food, history, spiritual truths, synchronicity and political intrigue work really well together.

It will have to do until the weekend comes.

 

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You Have a Writer’s Energy

Greeting litebeings and welcome to all the new followers! Thank you for taking the time to visit this site and check out my musings, stories, and whatever Spirit brings forth from this vessel. I have a moon in Pisces blessing to share with you tonight.

Most readers know that my outer life has been consumed by work, adjusting to an odd schedule and accommodating an endless array of shifting demands and circumstances. I can truly say I love working with my clients, so I guess it is worth the effort to shapeshift as best I can.

Yet I yearn for the mystery that resides in my inner life, where Source resides and the divine spark is lit. Tonight I can report that a spark was present last night ( Friday).  After a very busy and exhausting week, I was delighted to park my car and walk towards my door.  Before I could do so, I was greeted by two neighbors with their collective dogs. I was feeling quite disengaged and made quick small talk without missing a beat. When a neighbor made a comment that saddened me, I retorted ” I work as a therapist and when I come home, I want to leave the negativity behind. ” ( or something to that effect. ) I do not know these neighbors well, and since I do not have dogs, I am not part of that crowd. So as I was walking to my apartment, the female neighbor ( we’ll call her Andrea) shouted out ” So do you practice CBT? ” and I am thinking ” What? ” I just want to watch some TV and chill. But I answer her and was surprised she knew about CBT (Cognitive Behavioral Therapy). Andrea responded she once was a therapist but could not deal with the transference. She has lived upstairs for at least two years and I know nothing about her or her husband. Andrea seemed compelled to share more and more about her life. While it was interesting, I wanted to be alone with my thoughts.

Then she asked ” Are you published? ” I found that an odd question. I asked her if she was published because often people will ask others about topics that interest them personally. Apparently Andrea is getting her Ph.D.  in Education and her dissertation is almost complete. I told her I blog but have not published anything professionally.  She matter of factly declares ” I had thought you were a writer. ” This was strange since we never had a conversation before and barely say hello in passing. I wondered why she had arrived at this conclusion and she said that she’s an empath and reads people well.   ” You have a writer’s energy.” I was surprised she was spot on and quipped that since writing has always been my passion that perhaps I should step up my game. I took a good look at Andrea and the two small dogs she was cradling like babies. The dogs looked so gentle and sweet. How could I have not seen them before as they are? How could Andrea see me as I am so easily?  I suggested we talk again and she replied that they are relocating in about one month.

It occurred to me that I quickly dismiss people if they don’t quickly meet some arbitrary set of criteria that I subconsciously create. I make assumptions and filter out most people as mundane or mainstream or simply not interesting.  I rely on my perception to show me who and what to focus on. I avoid most dog people because I am a cat person and don’t really get dogs. Maybe my filtration system needs an upgrade. I wonder how many other people and situations I have overlooked in my desire to become less overstimulated by the outer world.  It is not a self-judgment as I understand that I do not have time to completely slow down and take in all of my environment. Yet, there is a lesson here for me to learn.

I really like the idea of having a writer energy, whatever that means. This was clearly a mystical moment; she could not have conjured up her impression randomly. She does not look like an empath, but even as I write this, I realize an empath does not have a look.

Speaking of perception and looking at things Wayne Dyer style, I have some lovely pieces to share with you from last week’s visit to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Enjoy!

Don’t you just love moon in Pisces evenings?

 

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Tree House Refuge

I knew upon seeing this sign that it would be prominently placed in a future post. We are always one, whether we like it or acknowledge it. It just is. This entry is a follow up to my post in February about the treasures unleashed at a recent consult with my Spiritual Director. It took me a few months but I finally made it over to Morris Arboretum to revisit their TreeHouse exhibit. I picked a day that turned out to be warmer than expected and the place was packed with families and their young children. As an introvert, my pursuit of peace was not found during this trip. Yet, the TreeHouse was lovely and the Rose Garden was in full bloom. And then I discovered the Garden Railway was back “on track.” Sorry, I had to go there!

While this excursion ( only about 10 minutes from home) was neither mystical or freeing, the photos I took are lovely and the signage about Interconnection was not lost on me. Here are a few shots from the Arboretum:

The sky was so vibrantly blue and I had seen so much of the place with fresh eyes. But it was almost closing time and I was feeling oddly dehydrated so my exploration was put on hold for another time.

You see, the day before my visit was very intensely emotional for me and I felt quite depleted.  Sadly, the  ” Treehouse refuge ” I was seeking still remains elusive. I still have much to process as my recent homecoming was certainly not idyllic. I am in no hurry though. I have learned not to rush the process. My spirit does feel some comfort though from my snapshots of nature on this ordinary Spring afternoon. I hope you find them comforting as well.

 

Disclosure

Hey litebeings and welcome to all the new readers and followers! Mars went direct this morning and this is a hopeful sign of advancement in the weeks ahead. My mood is still really funky, but as I have mentioned here at some point, my moods tend to shift more quickly than in years past.

My philosophy regarding controversial topics is to keep an open mind and let your intuition guide you towards the truth. I have recently become aware of the site Collective Evolution and I enjoy it very much. The material is interesting and appears to be balanced.  The people affiliated with Collective Evolution have a bright and lively energy, which shines through strongly.

They are offering one more day to view the following video for free. See the link below:

https://explorers.collective-evolution.com/wilcock-replay/

This video features David Wilcock’s take on Disclosure and the fall of the Cabal.  I posted David once on this blog and the reaction was mixed. Hell , my reaction remains mixed! But I received so much worthwhile information so I want to share it here. I have had plenty of time on my hands to research topics that used to turn me off. But here’s the thing, so much of what I am about  may be controversial to any particular segment of society. I have studied astrology since age 7 and have accessed psychic abilities and pre-cognitive dreams since my teens. And I could go on…

The point I am trying to make is that I would fail to grow if I said no to anything that was new or mysterious to me. Sometimes I take just a smidgen of what is offered and leave the rest. We get to decide what works for us for the highest good. As always, all reactions and comments are welcome.

East Africa in West Philly ~ Traversing Time and Space

Here is a post I wrote that appears to be inspired by Anthony Bourdain’s influence on me. Someone in the media today called him a culinary rock star. I would totally agree. He was someone whose love of life was so evident, particularly in how the emotional signature of an experience left a strong residue. long after time has passed. I would like to think he would see some of his influence in my writing.

I never reblog several posts in one day, but I need to do this to cope with the shock that I feel and to convey the love I have for this talented and flawed man.

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I had a very important meeting today in my old college neighborhood. It is called University City because Drexel University and The University of Pennsylvania are located there. I moved away many years ago, but still have so many fond memories. Sometimes work or a social event will bring me back, but I have not visited in a few years. The last time I was there it was a very sad occasion. I went with a coworker to visit a former client of ours who was receiving hospice care. She died a few days later.  She was not much older than I, but was dying of uterine cancer that was diagnosed way too late. She had schizophrenia and this contributed to her death. Her caretaker did not believe her when she told her she was bleeding. I did all I could to advocate for her, but it was not enough…

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Poseidon Adventure

The Pisces full moon this past Wednesday was quite intense because Neptune was conjunct the moon at the time. Considering that Mercury was at the Solar Eclipse degree for this lunation at 28 Leo, the Eclipse was triggered. Take Neptune, the eclipse and a Pisces full moon, add a sprinkle of climate change ( trying to add a little levity here) and you have one hell of a deluge coming your way.

Hurricane Irma is pummeling Florida as we speak. The damage it is creating is historic both in scope and magnitude. Before hitting Florida, Irma made contact with Barbuda, St. Maarten, the Bahamas, the Virgin Islands and Cuba. Barbuda is decimated and St. Maarten is not in much better shape. This current storm is happening  just a couple of weeks after Hurricane Harvey ravaged Houston and surrounding areas.

My heart goes out to all those who are suffering and all the people devoted to rescue and recovery. I have family in Florida and a few blogger friends as well. I keep praying for their safety.

Many memories  flooded back to me as I watched some of the media coverage:

Trekking all over the terrain of St. Maarten with my family as a teen. Spending New Year’s Eve at this amazing restaurant on the French Side.

Walking Collins Avenue with my friends looking for adventure. Strolling along Lincoln Road with my mom and grandmom. Miami Beach was her home for most of my life and we spent almost every Christmas visiting my mother’s side of the family in South Florida. My first plane ride was as a toddler to Miami.  I have seen scores of black and white pictures of myself with my cousins at their house. Biscayne Boulevard, South Beach, Fort Lauderdale, yup I’ve been there.

Spring break on my senior high school trip to Daytona Beach and Disney World was quite an excursion. Sneaking into a disco underage with my friends, good times!  I had already been to Orlando a couple of times, but it was so much cooler being on your own with friends at age seventeen  ( there were teachers as chaperones, but..) .

Viewing cheesy home movies of my mother as a young woman surrounded by Flamingos in Nassau. My parents visited here shortly after they were married.

Driving from New Jersey to Tampa with my friend and her sister was quite an adventure. After our arrival, I then flew from Tampa to Miami to spend time with my aunt and uncle, my cousins, and my grandma. It was the first time I took a major road trip and traveled on a plane by myself. It was so wonderful to really bond with my cousins and my grandmother.  After all, I only saw them occasionally throughout the years. I still can taste the exotic foods served at the Cuban pig roast feast. Yucca, plantains, and lots of anticipation of a bright new year. I always loved hearing Spanish being spoken on my visits and how my dad would often be mistaken for Cuban by the natives. But that will be covered in a later post….

I could go on and on, but you get the idea. I love this area and I have roots here. But the thing is, we all  have roots everywhere. Blogging has widened my circle and I know people practically all over this beautiful planet. Many of us have expanded our circles through social media over the years. But even before that, we as people are one people. Energetically speaking, there are no real boundaries between us. How many more disasters ( etymological translation is “ill-starred” ) do we need to endure before the realization hits that we have to solve our differences and heal the divisions so we can ultimately heal Gaia? So many have predicted devastation to coastal areas for this timeline. Is it inevitable? I don’t agree.

We can transform our reality.

 

I added some movie disaster songs. They are poignant and inspiring:

 

Let’s love ourselves and one another. We can transcend challenging transits or eclipses or futile division. Neptunian energy can be associated with many things. As the higher octave of Venus, Neptune epitomizes Spiritual Love.

 

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Flip The Script

Here is some magic that took place yesterday ( Wednesday)  morning, when Pluto was standing still, awaiting its retrograde journey ( Thursday) today. I was at the drive thru at the local Dunkin’ Donuts. I have mixed feelings about this particular location, but am grateful to be able to use the drive-thru seamlessly. For many years, the driver’s window on my car was not working, so I would have to open the door at the drive thru, toll booth, etc., I was thinking about receiving a miracle, while recalling a synchronicity that occurred Tuesday evening ( more on that later.)

The man at the counter is one of my favorites. He is very kind and patient with me and my special orders. As I go to give him some money, he stops me and says ” Your order is paid for. Someone bought you your order.” I was in shock. I could not believe it! I become a bit teary and tell him that I was actually asking for a miracle. He replies  ” You never know the form, but miracles are always here ( paraphrase) .” Apparently he also is of a spiritual nature. That did not surprise me!

Then I go on to say ” I have seen this on TV, a pay it forward plan. Take my money and use it to pay for the car behind me.” I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to ask him how much the order cost. I hope the money I gave covered it, but at least I had the wherewithal to follow through. I held onto the receipt as proof that I was part of this glorious exchange.

I cannot tell you how healing it felt to be seen and cared for and acknowledged to be part of humanity. It was the antithesis of having uninsured people ram into my parked, new car, virtually total it, and walk away from their vehicle. In that instant I felt as if the harm was erased and that I was back in the flow. This reminded me that positivity is within reach and can be just as unexpected as negativity.

Tuesday evening was also fulfilling, but in a different way. I was talking with my supervisor at the diner about how I look for reasons to go to work each day and that may be why I lose some objectivity when I consider that many successes may be met by subsequent relapses or poor outcomes. As we were having this conversation, a man approaches me. He looks a bit like a friend of mine, but younger and thinner. He comes to the table with a smile and says ” I don’t know if you remember me Linda, but I’m ( blank).”  When he says his name, I immediately remember him and say hi. I introduce him to my supervisor while his wife yells ” Hi Linda!” from their booth. I yell hello back and I tell him he looks good and that it has been many years. I wish him well and he returns to his wife and two young children.

I cannot tell my supervisor, but I grin because of the irony. It did not matter because I knew she understood why I had to remain silent. Here is a former client of mine who worked with me for many, many years. I worked with his wife for couples sessions and helped him adjust to parenting both of his children. His smile was an indication that I was important to him. He could have stayed in his seat, or perhaps said hello if I happened to walk by his booth. His presence solidified for me that I do help people and that my efforts do matter. Once again, it was about being seen.

I am so grateful for the appearance of these seemingly simple events in the overall fabric of my life. The script was flipped and it could not have happened at a better time.

Tell us about a time you paid it forward.  How did it feel to flip the script?

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