As mentioned in my previous post, I am on the hunt for my new home on wheels. It has been a steep learning curve, a bit of a roller coaster ride, to be honest. I know nothing about RVs and my education has been gleaned from watching YouTube videos, some input from my son and listening to my intuition. I have physically seen four RVs, but countless more for sale on the internet and all were either disappointing or priced out of my reach.
This past Monday, I viewed my 5th unit, with my sister. She said, “This is the one!” and I wholeheartedly agreed! Negotiations began and an inspection is happening next week. All being well, it will be mine by weeks end!
Am I excited? Absolutely! Am I scared? Yup! I’ve even woken up in the middle of the night with the words oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! running through my mind and my brain rushing from one scary, disastrous thought or image to another! Am I going to let that stop me? Hell no… for two reasons:
Reason one, my Sacred Gift of Extraordinary Trust, or as my brother refers to it, throwing yourself into the abyss! I have faith in my decisions and trust that if I take a step, or open a door towards something, it will happen. Does it always happen? Pretty much. Are my decisions always successful? That depends on your definition of success. I don’t believe anything we learn or try is ever a waste. Best case scenario, it works out as I had hoped and planned. Worse case scenario, I learned something and won’t end up regretting never having gone for it.
Reason two for staying on track, a magical experience I had on a plane in 2011. Magic that is helping me trust this lifestyle change.
After a wonderful two week holiday in Italy, where I took 1,200 photos, I was on the shuttle bus at the airport in Florence, on my way out to the waiting plane. I had a feeling come over me that something was wrong. Immediately I began checking…hand luggage, yes, purse, yes, laptop bag, yes, camera bag, no! My camera bag which also held 3 lenses, as well as my 1,200 photos, was missing. Panic set in as we left the shuttle and were being directed to climb the stairs and board. I told the woman directing us what had happened and she immediately called the waiting room. No camera had been left there. I explained where else it might be and she said she would check and if found they would forward it on to me, but I would have to board now.
I made my way to my seat, devastated and almost in tears. The door was closed and locked, the stairs removed, the engine started and over the loudspeaker came the Captain’s welcome and message to prepare for take off. As I looked out the window, I remember feeling angry and I spoke, in my mind, to the powers that be, ‘I want my camera back and I want it back now! I don’t understand why this has happened and perhaps I never will, but I want my camera back.’ And then I let it go. The outcome would be what it would be and in doing so I immediately felt calmer.
This is when the magic happened.
The moment I set my intention and then detached from it, the Captain’s voice came over the intercom saying he apologized, but there was a slight delay in our take off. Then I looked out the window and saw the woman I had spoken to driving back towards the plane. The stairs were put back in place, the door unlocked and moments later the stewardess was walking towards me, beaming from ear to ear as she held up my camera bag! The door was relocked, stairs removed and once more I heard the Captain’s voice,”Ladies and gentlemen we are cleared for take off.”
This just never happens! Never would a flight be delayed to return a lost item to a passenger, especially when the engines are running and the Captain is waiting for clearance! Magic…pure and simple!
So, I have been setting my intention around living this solo, nomadic life and then detaching from the outcome. And by letting go, this intention is like a snowball rolling downhill. It’s gathering speed and getting larger day by the day. How exciting!
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