Going with the flow

Greetings friends!

I’m happy to be here with you again.

I’d like to share a story with you about an amazing experience I had last week. It reminded me of the truth that the Divine is magnificent and awe-inspiring. To remember this constantly is my intention.

So I’ve been avoiding the Nigerian consulate for weeks now. Going there and back home is a whole day’s enterprise. But last Friday was the last day I could go and still get what I needed in time. I fretted about how smoothly the process would go. As some of you know, certain countries’ consulates are no joke. Nigerian consulates are not necessarily known for being the most customer-friendly. To compound matters I’d stayed up very late into the wee hours of the morning to finish up an application for a project. I would be get less than three hours of sleep (no morning rituals for me). Since I really really didn’t want to go, before I went to sleep I thought to myself, ” okay God, if you want me to go you’ll make sure I get up on time.” My alarm went off a couple hours later and I turned it off in my sleep. At 7:12 AM exactly my eyes snapped open and I have 13 minutes before the cab comes to take me to the bus station. That I woke up with just enough time to get ready told me that I had been heard and in fact I was to go. Waking up with such a sureness that I was being sent, for reasons grander than a consulate visit though I couldn’t say what else for, lit up the day with a gorgeous light (despite the slush from the previous night’s snow). I was lit up. The light shone brighter than any fatigue and made the rest of the day so easy, and more than that, beautiful.

When I got the consulate I didn’t have to wait long at all. I learned that in fact I would be able to get the document I needed that same day, which I hadn’t expected! Normally when I meet other Nigerians, often my name looks unusual to them, being that a lot of us– even Nigerians– haven’t heard of my people, Tiv folk, before. One of the officers at the Consulate actually recognized my name and greeted me in Tiv. As it turned out, his brother went to school down the road from my home village! He told me that not very many Tiv people go through the place, just a few in a year. “I’m also Tiv,” a woman said from across the room and I was able to greet her also. This was a small thing but it made a difference for me in that experience. There are also lots of children present in a delighted me to watch them play and to see the delight their parents took in them as well.

As I was leaving the consulate it came to my mind that I had seen an email somewhere telling me that an elderly friend of mine was going to be moving to a different state a few hours north. She would be gone the next day. This would be my last opportunity to see her before she left. I spent a delightful hour with her. While I was there I reminded her that another friend of ours actually live close to where she was moving. “Yes, I’ve been calling him and calling him and he hasn’t called me back. Do you think he hates me?”

“Are you sure you have the right number for him?” I replied.

We discovered that indeed she’d been calling the wrong number all along. I wrote down for her the number I had. We got him on the phone on the spot. She was reassured that, in fact, he loved her and had not been ignoring her calls.

For me, waking up with such a strong sense of divine alignment literally changed how vividly I saw what was around me– people, sights and sounds, even the feel of pavement beneath my feet. And to think that such vivacity is available to each of us every waking moment of every day! Incredible.

Questions for your consideration:

  • What is the most recent experience you’ve had in which your senses were heightened?
  • What about that experience created such vivacity?
  • What would it take to experience your life in that way again?

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