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Contemplating the Stars

December 26, 2017

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Something amazing happened the other night, but before I tell you, I have to tell you the backstory.

We are exhausted. And if you know me, you know that I don’t use words like that easily.

Part of the reason we are tired is that we have moved into a house that isn’t quite finished. There are no movers in this part of Costa Rica (well, not that we found), and so moving meant my husband and I and the man who works for us hauling some of our stuff out of the rental house, loading up a flat bed truck with no top or sides that we rented from another guy (until he had to go to his other job), and then unpacking it at the other end, (luckily with help from the builders,) then back to our rental house to load up the car many more times.

You’d think when we don’t have any furniture, if would have been an easy move, but it wasn’t. There are still lots of things to do and we are using lawn chairs, so it feels a lot like camping in someone else’s house.

The other important piece of information is that we have no blinds or curtains yet. As the windows are so big, it requires us to have them made and that has been a bit further down the priorities list than other things. So it’s been early to bed and very early to rise for us.

I have been continuing my daily writing practice, and boring both myself and (I am sure) the Universe with my questions and my complaints. Mostly I think the problem was that I was feeling disconnected. We had done this amazing thing and we just couldn’t seem to feel the way we thought we were going to feel when we moved in. (I know that any of you who have built or moved house are smiling at our naivety. Even we know better.)

So the other night we went to sleep as usual. We were a bit sad because there was supposed to be an amazing meteor shower and – like every other night since we moved in – it was too cloudy to see anything. Just after 4, I was awakened by our bedroom light turning on all by itself.

Yes, turning on. By itself.

I lunged out of bed to turn it off and then lay there for a moment, trying to understand why it had come on in the first place. There wasn’t anyone in the room. My husband was murmuring a bit because he thought it had been me.

Then I saw it. We were completely surrounded by stars. Our bedroom has several enormous windows, so it felt like we were outside under the stars. And there, directly in front of me, shining through my bedroom window, was the brightest, clearest, biggest crescent moon I have ever seen. The way it sat in the sky made it look like an enormous smile.

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(This isn’t that moon, I didn’t stop to take a photo. This is one from a year ago.)

I was stunned by the wonder, and for just a moment felt that feeling of tiny insignificance combined with total connection and oneness that only really seeing the stars can bring.

But who turned on the light so that I would see it?

I turned my head to look out of the other window and saw a shooting star. In my sleep-muddled brain, I searched for a wish. This time felt sacred and special and I knew I had to make it a good one.

What I really wanted was to feel that connected to the Magic all of the time.

If the light hadn’t turned on, I would have missed it.

I whispered ‘thank-you’ into the darkness just after I made my wish. The moon smiled back. Another meteor fell, and I lay in the darkness feeling connected and awed and completely befuddled.

There are so many moments in our lives when something happens to surprise us or to pull us out of our heads and into the magic. How is it that we can have moments of such clear and profound connection and then go back to our questions and our worries and our wondering?

But we do. Until the next moment of incredible connection.

My wish for you as we go into the holidays and finish out the year is that you take a moment to remember your moments. Take a moment to remember when you felt connected to something bigger and try to move forward from that feeling as you go through your days.

And from here, this morning, I wish you more of those moments. I wish that your 2018 be filled with moments of wondrous and unexplainable connection.

I hope that you remember who you are.

And as always,
I wish you love.
I wish you peace.
I wish you magic.

With so much love,
meghan

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alignment, Costa Rica

What Are You Wishing For?

November 21, 2017
treetops
“Time for a little refresher on manifesting change, parking spots, and a new magical treehouse, Meghan.
Think about it as if it were already done. (Note “already done” part.)
 Keep showing up, doing all you can, every day, in every way, until already done. (Note “keep” part.) 
 For complicated cases, like when dealing with invisible, limiting beliefs, negative friends, or staring down adversity: follow the exact same steps.  
You’ve got it made,
  The Universe”

 

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It’s been nearly six years since we started talking about moving to Costa Rica, but before that, long long before that, I wanted a treehouse.

I know this because a million years ago, when I signed up for Notes from the Universe, I put on my profile that I wanted a Magical Treehouse. And ever since then, the Universe has occasionally been reminding me about how close I am to getting one.

For years I would just smile and laugh a little bit and remember how silly I had felt adding that to my profile. I obviously wanted a treehouse at that time (I mean, who doesn’t?) but there were a million other things I wanted too. I don’t know why I chose to put that in my profile. What I do know is that I knew then and I know now what the feeling of having a Magical Treehouse would be like. And looking forward it was very much the same feeling I’ve been working with for the past few years.

windowsLast week when we were up in our new house, talking to the builder, I looked up and realized that we had built a treehouse. Our house isn’t IN a tree (In Costa Rica, that would be crazy!), but where it sits is level with the treetops in all directions. I even got a delighted text from my husband yesterday telling me that he was at the same level as some visiting monkeys.

Magic is real. It isn’t always easy, and it rarely happens the way you thought it would or the way you planned it. The creator of Notes From the Universe, Mike Dooley, talks about avoiding the cursed hows, and I absolutely believe that. If I had actually planned for a treehouse, I would be living a different life in a different place. Instead, we focused on the feelings we wanted and paid attention to the messages and the instructions and the ideas that we got.

And even though it was never ever in our Costa Rica plan, next week we are going to move into a magical treehouse. After all of this time and with no actual plan for one and with no actual tree.

What seeds are you planting right now? What magic are you making? What magic have you made that surprised you?

It’s possible.

I send you so much love,

Costa Rica, Finding the Magic, I AM

Magic Happened.

May 10, 2017
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Today I am going to tell you a story about Magic.

Several years ago – and I can’t remember exactly how many, but it’s more than 5 – I was part of a wonderful coaching circle led by my friend Jamie Ridler. Jamie IS Magic, and the circle she led was all about us moving our creative dreams (and lives) forward.

plumeriaDuring one of the calls, Jamie had us visualise our future self. Now, I am more auditory than visual, so I have found visualising a challenge in the past, but Jamie always manages to get me to ‘see’ something.

I saw myself in a house. It was mostly white, open plan and all on one level. It was quite modern looking, which is weird because I always pictured myself in something else. There was a large deck around it and a walkway to it, kind of like a dock. I have always wanted a dock, so I intervened and put it onto a lake – because nothing else made sense to me.
The me that I saw in the house was wearing light clothes – I was even in a skirt. (Me?) I felt comfortable. Peaceful. Soft. Grounded. I knew who I was and what I was doing. My days were filled with love and creativity. I was connected to something more. Most of all, I felt a sense of freedom. I had stopped searching for something.

When Jamie gave us time to journal after the meditation, I sketched the house and then, over time, forgot about it.

Two years ago when we started picturing our house, we were going to build a wooden bali-inspired house, but in the living here and the understanding Costa Rica (especially that bugs LOVE to eat wood), we have changed our plans. Now the house we are building is an open-plan, one level, very white, kind-of square, modern house. With a huge deck that you have to walk across to get to the door.
(I’m sure YOU can see the connection, but I didn’t.)
my viewFast forward to last week. I was sitting on the couch with my husband and we were having a conversation about True things. We were quiet for a moment and out of somewhere I got a strange feeling of, ‘oh there you are!’ and felt this weird click.

In that moment I knew that somehow I had caught up to my future self; that we had finally come together and were now the same person. I had forgotten about the meditation, but in the middle of the click I remembered it and saw me and the house and all of it. I felt a strange sense of peace and what I can only describe as yesness.

Holy holy holy.

The most interesting part is that I never – not once – aimed at that image. The house was nothing like I thought I would live in – and I was in a skirt for heaven’s sake!  But for the past six or seven years I have been focusing on those feelings: Peace. Soft. Grounded. Knowing who I am. Love. Creativity. Connected to something more. Joy. Gratitude. Belief. Wonder. Transcendence. And Freedom: Magical Freedom.

I didn’t plan it, but somehow, even all of those years ago, I knew. Or someone or something did.

meghanIn that moment I could only sit and breathe and wonder, and it has taken me a few days to process it all. I feel different, and all I can feel right now is gratitude. There is so much more to all of this than we can possibly imagine. It’s a Mystery and a dance and a conversation.

Listen to your nudges. Listen to your feelings. Ask for help and signs and support and messages. Follow your instincts.

Find the Magic and it will take you places you can’t even imagine.

I love you.