There are little glow in the dark stars on the ceiling in two of the bedrooms of my new house. I thought of them as a real nuisance while we painted. They had to be scraped off one by one with a metal putty knife before we even started the task of priming and painting. Don't even get me started about the grime on the walls, floor and ceiling! Gross with a capital 'G'. So the stars kind of fell under the same category as the dirt..... Gross, with a capital 'G'.
But tonight as I attempted to shut down my swirling, busy brain.... I lay in the dark and spied a tiny glowing star on my quilt. It was a complete turn around of wonder and gratitude in the instant before I could even identify that yellow dot near my feet.... one of those halting thoughts that comes before reason. More and more I listen to those thoughts that used to pass on without honour. They're my heART. They're my wisdom. They're my connection with Source. It happens to be those simple, overlookable things that are the most important. If you allow yourself not to think and overthink meaning it will miraculously appear.
"...if you knew who walked along beside you at all times, on the path that you have chosen, you could never experience fear or doubt again.”
So, tonight, for some reason it happened again.... that mysterious knowing that despite the chaos and unknown of my life as an artist I'm not walking this path alone. Little stars and often dimes (that's a whole nother story that I'll tell sometime) tokens of Angelic Love from that other side that we're not yet privileged to see.