Friday, January 31, 2014

All Things Celestine



Moving is life, or at least it is the military life.  I haven't actually done it in 6 years!  This is unheard of in my husband's line of work.  We have enjoyed Northern Virginia immensely, but the time has come for the gypsies to move their caravan.  My family has been notified that we're headed to
Morgan City, Louisiana.  If you had not surmised, this was not our first choice.  As with anything military that you dislike or didn't expect, you suck it up buttercup!  I won't waste your time here with the new challenges we'll face, as they will be popping up later for sure.

As I start to picture us wrestling gators, I can't help feeling like I should have known our location earlier.  There were signs! If you've never read "The Celestine Prophecy" by James Redfield you should.  It has been a sort of guide for my life.  Coincidences that happen daily are signals for decisions that need to be made.  Like all the other changes in my world, the bayou came with those indicator flags too.

On my recent cruise, I chose Janis Joplin's "Me & Bobby McGee" as my karaoke song.  It isn't a song I have ever sung in front of people, but there it was giving me a sign.  The line with particular meaning was, "and rode us all the way to New Orleans".  It should have been my first clue, but I wasn't paying attention or I was drunk.  I'm not sure which actually applies here.

While this cruise docked in St. Maarten, I got really excited about the French side of the island.  I even told my Aunt how much I want to learn French.  Why would I need to know French?  I'm headed toward one of the few areas if the country where it is still used!  Sign #2 is combined with the elegant French couple standing in front of me in the security line at Dulles.  Coincidence?  Or is this move supposed to happen?

Or how about my son randomly asking for beignets for breakfast?  They are a huge selling point for the kids by the way.  Yum!  Cafe du Monde anyone?

I'm awake now and paying close attention, so that I don't miss the next signal.  Will it be the house we need?  Will it be home schooling the kids?  Will it be joining a band with one of my instruments? Time will certainly tell.
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