Trusting the Universe
On Thursday, I grabbed my computer and set up shop at a Starbucks. I tried to go to one location, but it was packed, not a table in site. So I moseyed on to the next in another neighborhood. Headphones in, I found the zone, happily working away.
Suddenly, a face appeared in mine. I pulled my headphones from my ears to hear I thought that was Joey!
If there’s one thing I love about Charlotte, it’s that it’s a big enough city to stay interesting, but small enough to feel like you know your neighbors. This sweet friend took a seat, and we chatted, an impromptu coffee date. My favorite.
As we chatted, she shared her story. Recently laid off, she found herself in a place of uncertainty. Well, I asked her. What do you want to do? It was then that she gave me a very specific answer, followed up with and now I just have to find that position.
Create it, I told her.
As we chatted, spitting ideas out, I could feel the energy around us. It’s the happiest I’ve felt in a really, really long time, sitting there with a friend dreaming up a life. I love staring the impossible in the face and finding a way to make it reality. I’m doing it myself right now, and while I’m definitely no expert at it, I’ve collected some wisdom through this journey. And sharing it with her, trying to fill her up with the confidence I feel for her, I felt electric. I felt purpose. I felt intention.
It’s not enough for me to chase my dreams. I want everyone else to feel this feeling. I want everyone else to find the strength inside of themselves and trust it.
When she left, I texted a friend. I feel like the inside of my heart is going to explode. My friend came in, unsure and possibly a little scared of what comes next. And in an hour conversation, she buzzed off, excited. A shift in her perspective. If I’d found a table at my first choice Starbucks, last Thursday would have been a regular old boring day. Serendipity.
I just love the universe sometimes. Putting people into our paths intentionally, a service to each of us.
I went on to have an incredibly productive, joy-filled day, one little victory after another. Then sitting at dinner with my girlfriends, my coffee-date buddy walked up to the table: this is officially the best day ever.
I haven’t seen her in a year. Not once have we run into each other accidentally despite how close we live to one another. But when we both needed it the most, we found each other.
