When the Stars Align

I was speaking with one of my new (favorite) clients the other day. She was asking how my son Nick was doing. I was explaining how wonderful it was to have him home after spending two years in Italy. She could sense and feel my enthusiasm and love while talking about Nick. She then offered how some years back her grown children were living in close proximity to her and her husband and how happy she was about that.

She then said, “Isn’t it wonderful when the stars align?”

That got me to thinking about that feeling. The other night Megs and I were sitting at the dinner table having a meal with my mom, Nick, and Bodhi. I looked around and felt this deep satisfaction seeing the ones I love so dearly gathered together in one room sharing space and time and food together.

I never had quite experienced that sensation. It was so special and warming.

That’s what my client meant by the stars aligning (which she conveyed as much energetically as verbally). It is often a rare thing to have everyone you are close to nearby. Before you know it we have all changed, grown deeper into Life and gone our separate ways.

The stars are continuing to align so very nicely in my world right now. Business is very good. My Dream is sweet and as icing on the cake my brother arrived with his family for a week’s visit.

Pile it on then, I can handle all the dessert Life wants to send my way. I can deal with the stars being lined up and shining down my way.

May they align in this very moment for you too.

Yes!

J

Comments

Rose said…

Once again BOB. I was just having these exact thoughts this morning. So grateful for the constant bliss of it all.. AMEN or as some of say AWOMEN...:)

Rose

July 30, 2009 at 6:15 AM

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