Maybe It’s Not All Senior Moments
As many of you know, I work at a Vintage shop here in the Twin Cities called The Cottage House three days a month (it’s only open 5 days a month).
I have a certain routine down pat whenever that week is upon us. The week end before, I bake approx. 12 dozen cookies for our customers and freeze them for opening day on Wednesday.
On Monday I put out an announcement on Facebook letting everyone know this is the week to shop at the Cottage.
Tuesday, my nephew Blake and I go over to the Cottage around 7:00pm and make a video of the different items being sold at the sale. Blake goes home and creates a U Tube piece on it and I send it out to everyone on my list.
Wednesday morning I wake up early, get cleaned up and dressed and head over to Caribou to get coffee for everyone and a breakfast sandwich for Ted (that’s him on the right).
I get to the Cottage about 9:56 a.m., always intending to get there by 9:30, put out the cookies and at 10:00 lines and lines of customers come barreling through the door. We have tunes from the 50’s playing throughout the house, Ted’s got the popcorn machine all cranked up, and we’re ready to rock n’ roll.
This week went very different.
“I completely forgot to make cookies last weekend,” I heard my inner voice say later.
Whenever I went to Facebook to put the announcement on there about it being open this week, I would get distracted by one thing or another and never did get the announcement out for the week. I heard my inner voice say later…
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On Tuesday, I kept thinking that I needed to call Blake but again, I kept getting distracted and only remembered it about 10:00 that night. Once again, I heard my inner voice say later…
I was feeling a bit alarmed at my memory. Why had I forgotten to do everything? It was so routine for me I could do it in my sleep but I spaced out everything.
This morning I got up at 8:00, showered, got dressed, was curling my hair and for a quick second had the thought that I wished I could stay home today and get more things done for the workshop this weekend.
My inner voice calmly said, “Check the calendar.”
I looked at my appointment book and saw the words “Cottage today,” so that didn’t make sense. Then in my head I saw a picture of the Cottage calendar, so I typed up the website and lo and behold, the sale is NEXT WEEK.
This was such a perfect example of how our inner voice works with us. When there is something I’m supposed to be doing, my inner voice usually guides me throughout the process. I get inspired to make certain kinds of cookies. I’m reminded on Monday to call Blake and make arrangements for the video shoot.
During my morning meditation, I’m reminded to send a notice out on Facebook , and when Wednesday morning arrives, I’m internally reminded to take care of a few things in my office before taking off for the Cottage. Even the timing of getting to Caribou’s and the Cottage. It always flows like clockwork.
And that’s why none of this week made any sense. There was no guidance with any of it other than “later.”
When we are doing what we’re supposed to be doing, we are in the flow. We feel that internal compass guiding us on our journey. Life falls into place like getting the green light at every corner. I still remember my grandma telling me at age 17 that if I drove 30mph all the time, I would never get a red light. I thought she was goofy because she’d never driven a car and it seemed like an odd thing for an old person to know. But of course as I got older, I’ve realized there is a flow in traffic and in life.
Maybe all these things we’re forgetting aren’t signs of dementia. Maybe those unforgotten things are not part of the flow for us in that particular day.
I got a lot accomplished today. Did the studying I wanted to do for the Soul seminar this week end. Got a lot of emails answered and even cleaned up my office which has been a mess since the holiday season!
Life continues to feel really good this year. I know it’s only 11 days old, but there’s an energy to this year that I haven’t felt for quite awhile. My wish for you is that you stay in the flow and get all the green lights. Happy New Year.
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