When You Trust That Spirits Got Your Back!
Yesterday I helped my daughter move. Not a task I really enjoy but being her mother I always want to be there for her even through the things I don’t enjoy. So when she asked me to help her move I said yes. I did include some expectations, I told her to book a moving truck, as it will make it easier to move than finding a buddy to who owns and truck and taking several trips. I also told her to find a coupe masculine friends to help move the bigger stuff and since she does not have much of that, “Tell them you only need them for a half hour so you won’t take much of their time.” I got the resounding, “Okay Mom!” Which means, I will do my best to honor your request but if I do not, I got this. As the time got closer to move I kept asking her about friends helping her move and she assured me that if they could not help then she and I “got this.”
Now I love that my daughter thinks I have the strength of even one man physically, however, she doesn’t realize that I am older and physically not in the best shape of my life AND to top that I have a sore shoulder right now that has a short range of motion. So the plan was that her and I would move her stuff from her current place and she would have one friend show up at her new place to help watch her stuff since she is moving into a part of the city where the homeless population is more prevalent.
As I laid in bed that morning I did a deep meditation and said a prayer asking that everything that day go smoothly. I knew her lack of planning enough help, in my opinion, was something that could have quite a snag in the day. So off I went to help her. Now the first part of the morning loading at her old place went smoothly. Her old place had a driveway and was on the main floor of the house she lived in. Everything went out the front door, down the one step, and about 10 feet over to the back of the moving truck. We loaded the truck pretty quick with her stuff. Just the two of us.
Now for the drive. She had a little trouble backing the moving truck out of the driveway, which made me nervous for the drive, but I just kept imagining the day going smoothly and kept saying the affirmation, “All good lies before me.” She drove the truck safely and got to her new residence with no problems. Now her new residence has hardly any parking around the building. There are a lot of old apartment building next to each other on the block with only on street parking so you can imagine the congestion of the street and the inability to find a parking spot. However, I found one a few buildings down and while I was searching for a spot to park my car. My daughter found the property manager who was familiar with the area and was nice enough to jump in and back up her moving vehicle for her in a really tight area. He parked it nicely, gave her the keys to her new apartment, and then had to run to deal with something else. We thanked him for the help with the moving truck and he ran off.
My daughter’s friend showed up in perfect time and was told to watch our stuff. As she and I moved her mattress up four flights of stairs, I wondered how we were going to get the box spring and her love seat up that narrow hall way next. Luckily the mattress was flimsy and bent nicely as we curved around to go up the next flight of stairs, we had to to push and shove it but we got it up there.
When we got down to the truck I was pretty wore out. I asked her friend if she would be willing to help with the box spring and I would watch the stuff. We switched spots and she and my daughter proceeded to take the box spring up the other entrance on the other side of the building since that was wider than the staircase at the back of the building. I wondered how long it would take them to get it up there since it felt like an eternity when we were bringing up the mattress. About 10 minutes later, they appeared excited that it got up there and ready to load up more stuff. They grabbed a light table and went up the back way. When they came down, I told them to take the love seat and that I would still sit this one out. That was the last of the big bulky stuff. I could see my daughter was now getting tired but I told myself now to feel bad. I had told her to get more friends to help. She assured me we’d be fine just her and I. She said all her strong friends worked during the day.
As I waited for them as they were taking the couch up, I wondered if it would take 20 minutes. It was 11:20 and I had to leave around noon. Ten minutes went by and I prayed that my daughter would have enough strength to help her friend take the love seat all the way up. She was getting tired after the box spring but I kept pushing her to take things as I knew I could only help for a little while longer. I saw them running back to me after another 5 minutes. My daughter exclaiming with joy that a man off the street saw them carrying the love seat and asked if they needed some help. He helped them move the love seat up the stairs and place it in the apartment. When I heard that I said a quick prayer of thanks to spirit for sending that man to help them.
After that it was pretty much light boxes and small stuff to carry up except for a dresser which my daughter and her friend did at the end after a bit of resting. I left before it all was complete but was happy with the outcome of where we were at the time I left. I was hoping not to see my daughter in tears as I had to leave and wondering how she would move a few more heavy items by herself. Luckily that did not happen.
I got home smoothly and avoided all the ways where traffic was backed up. It was a nice smooth morning and my daughter seemed happy with the progress made before I left. There was a part of me that said, “This all would have been done already had my daughter recruited more help.” But then another thought rolled in that said this is her responsibility and if she has to take more time to move things because she did not ask for more help then that is her choice.
So a few things I learned from yesterday. Be patient and trust that spirit will send reinforcements if you keep an open mind and ask spirit for help. Also, know that everyone does everything in their own time and it is not for you to judge. Yes we all have better solutions and ways that someone could just do something or heal faster but we have to learn to be loving individuals and trust that this person must move at their own pace for the best lessons to come for them.
As I end this story, I just want to say that even though I had ideas of how the move could have went better. I was at peace with what happened and it did increase my trust in the idea that the universe/spirit/God has your back as long as you believe and allow it to come through.
Blissings to you all,
Jessica
