Yesterday my son and I went to see Breaking Dawn 2. The last
of the Twilight series. A journey we began some three years before when we read
the book series out loud together. He even gave up going with his friends so we
could share the experience together. To say I was pleased he thought that much
of our tradition is an understatement. Particularly since he is 13 now and
going through his own desires to be more independent of us.
We sat together side by side, mother and son, reliving the
time when we read the book years before. Eating popcorn together. Chatting with some of his friends from school who sat behind us. Awkward to think of the
time that had elapsed since we began the series and how much we had both grown
but stayed the same.
When the movie finished, I looked at my son and said, “Well
that’s the end of that”. Feeling a certain sadness to know that connection had
passed for us. A silent exchange between us both as our eyes locked. My son
shrugging his shoulders as if not knowing what to say. Nostalgia filling my
soul. It really did feel strange to know we had seen all the movies together
over a span of three years. Chatting about how they differed from the book. The
last movie being the climax of the Twilight series. And the end of an era for
us as well.
And then last night as I was writing in my thoughts for the
day journal and comparing it to the year before, I realized with surprise that
we had gone to see Breaking Dawn 1 exactly one year before to the day. Goose
bumps rising on my arms to see the synchronicity of that event for us. Here I
was mourning the end of a tradition for us only to discover that we began the
last part of our journey together on exactly the day a year before we ended it.
Wow, what a coincidence.
Shaking my head about the event, I then wrote in my grateful
journal that I was grateful we ended our tradition together. Grateful we had
embarked on the tradition together in the first place. Grateful we have something
we will always share together. Particularly on the day one year later that we
began the journey of the end of the Twilight series.
And then this morning
when I did my meditation with Chopra, it was all about synchrodestiny, the effortless
flow of seemingly unrelated events coming together that can bring fulfillment
to our lives. Chopra calls this mergence of coincidences and destiny, synchrodestiny.
Suggesting to me there are no
coincidences in life. Everything happens for a reason to let us know we are
properly aligned with the magic of the Universe. Goosebumps rising again knowing
the coincidence of my mediation being about coincidences was to show me there
is no such thing as a coincidence. Trusting there is a rhythm to life and when
we live in harmony with that rhythm everything we desire comes to us effortlessly.
We can make miracles happen with no limit and with no end. When things go right
everything goes right.
When we are on the path we are meant to be on, doors always
open to affirm we are on the right track. Messages come from the Universe to
guide us, affirm us and keep us moving where we need to go. Feeling tremendously blessed that I am
listening to my inner voice letting me know I am in concert with the Universe
and the Universe answering me by allowing my son and me to go to the movie on
the same day one year later and for me to be led to Chopra’s meditation this
morning. Telling me. Willing me. Reminding me about synchrodestiny, which
according to Chopra means, “harnessing the power of everyday coincidences to
help you realize your long-held dreams. When we trust that there is a rhythm to
life, and choose to live in harmony with that rhythm, everything we desire
comes to us effortlessly.”
Today I trust and dance in the rhythm of life because I have
been shown through my everyday awareness that when I do, everything I desire
comes to me effortlessly. Remembering today and always, “As I live in present moment awareness, I
live the magic of synchrodestiny.”
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