As I shared a few months ago, I relocated from Atlanta to Washington DC in September. After spending half of 2018 feeling drained and out of sync, I finally made a spiritually prompted decision. My first month I focused on unpacking and relaxing. I spent most of November traveling. In my mind, I’d be ready to jump into this DC thing ie networking, finding clients and enjoying the city in December. Unfortunately, those aspirations were temporarily put on hold because of a little eye inflammation.
I can, in all honesty, admit that I didn’t take the best care of myself while I was traveling. My goal was to travel with one carry-on which meant quite a few things could not fit in my bag. I struggled the whole time with the six to seven hour time difference. I definitely wasn’t drinking my usual amounts of water and I only ate about once a day. I had an amazing time but I knew I was so out of sync the entire time.
After three weeks of traveling, I returned to the US with a cold and this inflammation. The cold left quickly but the inflammation has lingered on for two weeks. I have been a contact wearer most of my life and have had my share of irritations when it comes to my eyes but this by far has been the most eye-opening (no pun intended). Imagine walking around with blurred vision for two weeks. I was advised to stop wearing contacts and that it might take up to a month for it to fix itself. I generally can’t see far away anyway but this caused me not to be able to see up close either. I couldn’t drive, read, watch tv or enjoy any of the luxuries connected with full eyesight. In retrospect, I believe the more I tried to see, it only extended my spiritual time out. My body communicates with me in ‘mystical’ ways and when I miss the smaller messages it eventually leads to being pushed into resting and reflecting. About three days ago I finally surrendered to the message. I started focusing on just listening and not trying to use my sight. I had to then take stock of what was the bigger lesson.
In my everyday life, I am a business owner but I am not the best business owner yet. That’s not taking a shot at myself, it’s an honest assessment with the precursor that I am still doing my best with what I know. I am also open to becoming better. It’s just like anything else if something is new, you have to work at it to be great. So part of my assignment in relocating is to create a mission, vision and core values for my business. Although I incorporated almost two years ago, I never laid the foundation of who am I, who do I serve and how. Now that I’m ready to grow and expand, I’m truly not attuned to what the hell I’m growing and expanding. I know I am not alone in doing this, often we rush out into ‘doing’ without considering what foundation needs to be laid. Then we wonder why we are stagnant, why our career isn’t satisfying, why our relationships are failing, or why we feel like something is missing. It’s because we never stopped to think about an intention, a vision or an end goal. We ask for a relationship but don’t visualize it succeeding or attune to if its the right person. We ask for a promotion but rarely prepare for the responsibilities. On a surface level, I wanted to make money but that idea provides no direction or roadmap towards my true intention.
I think so often we want to get to the fun part and miss key points. On a spiritual level, I feel like my temporary loss of eyesight is in direct correlation with not having a vision for my life. Yesterday I meditated and documented my personal mission, vision, and set of core beliefs. I was so geeked because now I have a baseline to start from. All these things existed within me but I never pulled them to the surface. Yesterday was also the first day my right eye’s vision came in sharply. It was probably about twelve hours later but I’m sure as hell giving my guides and inner self credit for it. My point is until we get very clear and intentional, we won’t have an accurate picture of what we are doing or creating. Once we are clear, everything else opens up.
Peace and Blessings