Lost in France - one moment in time

August 30, 2018

 

Precious moments exist when we take the time to value life, to notice, to tap into our dreams and wishes and to realize that we can only experience what is real if we pay attention to the precious experiences right before us. I had no idea a wish was about to come true on the day of my birthday.

 

 

 

 

Before you open your eyes each day, give thanks. Take a few moments to just notice how you feel and what you are aware of in your space. Do you hear the sweet sounds of birds singing outside your window? Do you notice gentle breezes, soft winds or the warmth of the sun on your body? When was the last time you noticed your heart beating? I was entering a world of heightened senses and over the next 9 days I would more fully experience the creative life forces within and around me.

 

Getting lost in France or anywhere can slow you down or you can get panicked. Which do you choose?  We've placed such significance and trust in the world of technology, the internet and cell phones do we even know how to navigate our own lives without these things?

 

 It's quite comical, isn't it, the control we've allowed devices to have over our lives...and then one day.... it's gone!

 

A young woman looked at me perplexed when I told her I lost my cell phone and she could not understand how I was able to do anything.  It's easy, just like I did when I was your age. Show up and pay attention to life and you will see so much more, you experience life more fully and you feel more deeply. By the look in her eyes, I think that scared her.

 

After all, what is one to do, give up and make life sad and miserable? Nope, not me. I've come to be the unstoppable navigator of my soul purpose.

 

I chose to see the best, experience the most and notice the precious moments! I wasn't lost in France, I was found.

 

Would I have seen this graffiti if my head was in a cell phone? Would I have noticed many more along the streets had I been concerned  about reporting on Facebook?

 

 

I was cruising down the Seine river on my birthday, celebrating my 63rd year of living. 

 

Each buildings architecture was grand, the foods were delightful to my palette and the boats along the docksides were an interesting array of styles and designs.  I was able to embody it all in the moment of this time as I savored everything that my eyes could see and my palette would taste. 

 

I was filling up only to realize now in this moment there was so much to encapsulate  that It would take me hours of writing to share pieces of this gift.

 

As the crew sang happy birthday, I blew out the candle, made a wish and Voila.

 

 

I would decide to take a stroll along the streets of Paris back to my hotel room only to realize I would get lost a little and my feet would blister as it was longer than I had anticipated. I decided to enjoy the golden archways, the grandiose statues, the flowers in bloom and the people walking with their heads in their phones. Oh to fly higher, to see clearer to ponder and embrace the fullest of life in the moment, to know that wishes are coming true.