I was scheduled to take a trip to Manila. That was the plan. That was my plan.
I was supposed to release someone from my life, the only person left from my pre-self-love days. That was the plan. That was my plan.
Instead, she was my container. She held space for me while I was going through yet another distressing episode in connection with my stay at the resort — the reason I am now in the city of Bacolod instead of Manila. In fact, I am still recovering as I’m writing this.
My next post — this one, supposedly — was intended to be about how all my plans when I was leaving California and heading back to Manila in 2010 all went out the window. I was supposed to write about how and why my plans of setting up a healing practice and building a healing center in Manila didn’t materialize. That was the plan. That was my plan.
Instead, not only have I not started that post, here I am writing about something else. A similar theme but different nonetheless from what I had originally conceptualized.
I had an agreement with the resort owner about my living arrangement. She was to convince her husband to allow me to build my sanctuary in the space at the end of the property. One reason for my aborted Manila trip was for me to bring back and ship my other stuff. It was to be my next step towards a more permanent residency for me at Sugar Beach. That was the plan. That was my plan.
Now, I am awaiting the next island and beach that would welcome me home.
Sugar Beach will no longer be my home.
Did I not see this coming?
I most certainly did. There were signs — clear signs, clues and red flags along the way. I noticed them. I took note of them.
I didn’t ignore the signs. I simply interpreted them differently — differently from how the Universe intended for them to be perceived and interpreted.
I reached my limits. I was pushed to the edge.
So, why am I leaving Sugar Beach and the resort?
Sometimes, we need to be pushed to the edge before we take a different course. Sometimes, it is only then that we finally realize that what we had been planning all along isn’t in alignment with what the Divine has in store for us.
It doesn’t have to be that way. There are times though that we learn our lessons the painful and difficult way.
Sometimes, we beam our Light so brightly that others who are not ready, willing and capable to receive it, dim our Light. They may be doing it unintentionally and unknowingly. That may be understandable but that doesn’t make it more allowable. That certainly also doesn’t make it more acceptable.
When our Light is constantly being dimmed where we’re at, there is no reason left for us to stay. We go elsewhere where it will be welcomed and received lovingly. We move on to where others will embrace us warmly. We surround ourselves with those who know how to appreciate us and our Light. We pull back from those who don’t know what to do with the gift except to reject and give or throw it away. We choose instead to be with those who know how to recognize and acknowledge the gifts and blessings that we bring to them with our presence.
And those are the reasons why I am leaving the resort and Sugar Beach.
That is the plan. That is my plan. And that, I know, is nothing short of the Divine Plan.
😀 ⭐ ❤ ⭐ 😀
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