Life Is Not A Guided Tour, Or Is It?

When I started this blog just over six and a half years ago, I titled it, “Life Is A Journey, Not A Guided Tour” because that’s how I felt about life. That it’s a grand journey full of all sorts of adventures, good and bad, that I have to figure out. No one is going to come along and do it for me. At that point, my life had taken me places I’d never anticipated when I was a teenager.

By the time I was about sixteen or so, I thought I had it all figured out. What teenager doesn’t think they’ve got it all figured out? I’d go to college, get out and find a job, within a few years get married and a few years later, have a family. By the time I was twenty-six, I’d probably have a husband and a kid or two with more to come. I never really saw beyond that. My life was all planned out. Or So I thought.

But one by one, as I listened to my heart, my plans changed. First in college, switching my major half-way through, which meant graduating with no real direction. By the time I was twenty-six, I’d floated around from here to there and found some direction by following my passion (the ocean), and went back to college. Pretty soon, my life took me around the globe, sailing on ships.

Growing up, I’d never had an interest in travel or in foreign countries, so I found it funny that my life would take me to almost every ocean, several seas, and almost every continent on the planet.

And I never planned on meeting my husband on a ship. In fact, I recognized that most merchant seamen were not what I considered husband material, and I was absolutely not looking. My plans were to ship out for 3 – 5 years, long enough to pay off school debt, save some money, get some experience under my belt, and find a job that would be back on a smaller vessels that allowed me to be home more often than 30 days a year. (I’d worked on small boats and had a limited captain’s license before going back to college).

Once again, life laughed at my plans and I met the man who would become my husband, during my first year of shipping out. We married six years later. And having my first and only child at 38 was certainly never in my plans. Yet, that’s how things worked out.

Another thing that was never in my plans was having a child who is a little bit different from the norm, with some developmental delays and a brain that is wired differently. That rocked my boat in ways that I’m still adjusting to.

Something that was certainly not on my radar, was having a spiritual awakening. I was not raised in a religious or even spiritual home. That topic fell along the lines of politics: not to be discussed at the dinner table. So, they actually weren’t talked about at all between my parents or us.

But awaken I did. And with a new perspective of life and new understanding of the unseen realm. Since that fateful time, almost six years ago, I’ve had a bunch of experiences that have deepened my understanding about the unseen realm and have moved a bit of what I used to believe into the category of what I now know.

And one of the things I now know, is that I have a team in the spirit world that supports me whenever I ask. I am never alone. And I am always unconditionally loved. Sometimes I forget these things because I’m human. And at this stage of life, brain drop-out is a real thing.

But there really, truly is otherworldly guidance we can access at any time. It’s taken me a few classes and a bunch of experiences to recognize guidance that hits me as such. But the hints and clues are all around. You may or may not get big alarm bells in the front of your head. You might get very quick whispers at the back of your head (mostly what I get). You might hear a song on the radio or see something on a license plate of the car in front of you. You might have a friend share something that speaks to you.

Or you might bring in a professional clairvoyant to help you hear the messages more clearly and easily. FYI, if you see a psychic and the things they tell you don’t resonate with you, don’t go back. Everyone worth their salt will be telling you things you already know at some level. They might be able to add more details and more information.

The very best guidance of all is learning to listen through your heart. Looking back on my life, it was when I made big and often scary decisions through the lens of my heart, that I was carried to where I was supposed to go. Not that there truly is a right and wrong place in life to go. But, I believe that our souls have goals for us, and to further those goals, if you follow your heart as much as you dare, you’ll get there.

So, once again, the joke’s on me because yes, life is a journey, and yes, it is also very much a guided tour, as long as I pay attention and listen through my heart.