Even when I am unconscious and moving way too fast for my own good, the Universe is watching out for me. I had an emotional conversation with someone very close to my heart. Life is falling down around him. I held space for him with my heart wide open and every ounce of empathic energy flowing. The data I received was shocking and I felt rattled. I felt deeply sad for my friend. We share a profound soul connection.
As I pulled into the Target parking lot, I was extremely distracted by my own feelings, which ranged from shock and sadness, to anger and frustration as well as my deep love and compassion for my hurting friend.
Some of you may have read my post Broken Glass & Gratitude & an Orange. Needless to say I have never left my laptop in the car since that day. As usual I took my laptop in to Target with me and placed it lovingly with my purse in the basket. Target didn’t have what I was looking for. I was shopping with my sister. I was eager to leave and get back on the phone with my friend. I was not at all present to the task at hand. I made plans to meet my sister at a Target near where we live, about 25 minutes away.
As I walked out of the store, I immediately called my friend back and resumed the conversation we had been having. As we held space for each other, the whole world could have stopped spinning for all I knew. I was purging and processing a big old trigger and he was right there with me. It was beautiful. I was feeling somewhat complete as I pulled into the Willowbrook Target parking lot, reached for my laptop and realized with that sick-to-my-stomach feeling that it wasn’t there. S H I T!!! No no NO NO NO. I got off the phone. Found my sister. Panic setting in I called the Target I had just left…on hold…breathe Tracey…transferred to manager…tell the story again…transferred to customer service…hold...tell the story again, “Hi yes this is Tracey Lee. I was just in your store and I left my MacBook Air in a hot pink case in one of your shopping carts.” No one has turned it in. I look at my sister. She knows. “I’m driving back over there.” I say as I leave.
Panic. Breathe. Call my middle son who works for Apple Care. He tells me what to do. I attempt to locate my laptop and lock it remotely. Driving. Now in the traffic. Shit how can this be happening? And then my mind does that old trick of trying to figure out exactly where I went wrong. I wasn’t conscious. I didn’t want to be at Target. I wanted to be talking to my friend. Damn it. Wait…no…you know how to do this…I KNOW HOW TO DO THIS. What is the Best Answer? Breathe, connect. Pray. Wait. Listen. And then the shift. Yes, this sucks. It’s just stuff. Don’t think about all that will be lost. Connect. Breathe. Listen. Wait. CHECK YOUR PHONE is what I hear. There is a strange message from Facebook messenger. Someone I don’t know is sending me a message.
Miracles happen. As a matter of fact, they happen to me often. I am always supported by the Universe. I am so loved in every moment. Angels walk around looking like regular people. Sometimes I am one of those angels. Today my angel was a guy named Daniel. Thank you, Daniel, for being one of the good guys.