A Carton Of Eggs

My bedroom growing up had a full length mirror attached to the back of the door. My friends, sisters and I used the mirror for this and that. Imagine a little bit of dancing, a little bit of posing and a little bit of fa-la-la. My favorite song at the time went something like this “Turn the radio up, for that sweet sound. Hold me close and never let me go.” (Make Me Lose Control by Eric Carmen). Not sure who I was singing TO, but my heart goes out to that person. I’m sorry;) 

Let’s just say, the poor mirror endured a lot. Not only did it entertain the gab of young girls, it also had to absorb the obnoxious brightness of my florescent clothes collection. Let’s just say I was bordering on an unhealthy relationship with all things 80s. 

On one particular day, I stopped in front of that mirror and had a loooong stare. When I say “out of body” experience, that is exactly what it was. My own eyes grew large and the ones looking back at me waterfalled deep into my soul.

That was the moment I knew. At 10 years old I fully experienced C.S Lewis’s quote “You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.” It was in that moment I felt my soul dancing inside of me, while my body stood completely still. 

Our souls like to use our physical bodies to communicate. Sometimes our souls know things long before our human self experiences it. It’s a wild thing to tune into, but wow… when we listen, it can be a powerful force. 

I wish I had a glorious example to share with you around this, but unfortunately this one is a little snakey. 

Fast forward 31 years. I was 41 years old and my day was going swimmingly. You know those days~ footloose and fancy free. The sun was shining, summer was looming near and I was completely grounded.

While driving my car, I turned left onto Walker Hill Rd. Nearing the top of the road, my whole energy field shifted. My heart began beating faster, my head became light and my hands started to shake (wow… even as I write this, I have a similar reaction). I noticed this energy change and did a quick scan of the day. All good on that front.

I continued driving, giving myself deep breaths in order to slow the whole system down again. As I neared home, I remembered I needed eggs. 

A quick stop at our corner market turned into THAT moment. I swiftly fetched the eggs from the fridge and headed towards the register. As I stood digging change from my sparkly wallet, I felt him. A man, pressing his body into mine, whispered into my ears “Are you going to make egg salad with those eggs?” 

There it was. Clear as day. I slammed down the money, grabbed the eggs and ran out the door. This was horrific across the board and no one should EVER have to experience this. 

It took days, even weeks to shake that moment. After time however, I started to connect the dots. Energy shift and disgusting man. My soul was knocking and the universe was speaking.

I look back at my 43 years on earth and can remember more of these moments. Not like the one described above, but moments where my body spoke and an event happened. It’s the gut feeling or intuition singing, but it’s there.

I often wonder if the situation would have played out differently if I had truly listened to my intuition. Perhaps it was simply an invitation to ground and TUNE IN. Our physical body is a brilliant communicator. Have fun with this. Notice when it speaks and invite your soul to play.

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