Let me start out at the end: It was an AWESOME day… and because of Nick, it was even better.
I love my work; I love helping others to find the power they have within. It’s beyond words – awesome and awe-inspiring – to watch as those with whom I work grow to remember their own Divinity, that they’re worthy, unconditionally loved, unconditionally powerful; and then, that they have all of the answers, they can do everything, see everything, understand everything… and it’s simply a matter of remembering how to do that and clearing out what’s blocking the way.
And then, it’s all even better when it comes to helping someone like Nick… because I could never even plan for something like that!
Now, let me go back to the beginning…
Last weekend, I was in Michigan to do a one-day presentation consisting of three talks pertaining to self-empowerment through energy work. It was hosted by my student, friend, and soul sister Nicole, who has an art and healing center where we were doing the presentation. Recently, she’d expanded her studio, incorporating space that had formerly been occupied by another professional. This was the space we were using for the presentation: comfy cushions and chairs, check; meditation music: check; incense: check; healthy veggies and other food for snacks: check. A group of people who attended with so much light and great energy to further fill the room with awesomeness: check!
As is typical, when I do a presentation, I set up the room energetically in a high vibration of healing, and do what many in the spiritual arena call “hold space.” The intention: To balance and harmonize all of us present throughout the day; also, to provide what is highest and best to help the individual journey of all who attend, with grace and ease, love, and joy (and a lot of humor).
And so, everything was set.
We were about to start, when a young man in his early 20’s walked in with a pile of papers in his hand. He had an unkempt, grungy appearance, and pulled tightly into himself. He came to the doorway where we were convened, and looked confused. I asked him if he was there to join us for the talk; he didn’t know what I was talking about… he said he was looking for the office that had been there before. Several in the group chimed in that they had moved; he half turned to leave. However, he hesitated; in the meantime, I (along with several others in the group) was nudged heavily to have him stay. I called after him, “Come and join us!” Another in the group said to him, “Yes… because if you’re here, you’re supposed to be here!”
He asked what we were doing – what we were talking about – and we told him we were talking about spiritual empowerment and energy work. He said, “Well… actually, it sounds kind of interesting…” He hesitated, then asked, “How much is it?”
I told him it was via love donation, with the recommended donation at $20 per talk. He sighed and shook his head. “I’m dead broke,” he said, and turned away again. Another in the group told him she would cover him; I, too, was feeling that it would really be good for him to stay, so I simply said, “Really… if you feel like you’d like to stay, then simply pay it forward somehow. That’s the ‘love’ part!”
He took a few steps away from the door, then turned back, hesitant. We further coaxed him to join us (obviously, others in the group felt the same pull); he finally said, “OK… why not?” Then he walked across the room, through the circle, and sat down on a cushion next to me.
He stayed the entire day.
Throughout the different talks and during the breaks, we learned that his name was Nick; that he considers himself a recovering drug addict, that he had done a variety of drugs, including heroin. Sitting next to him, I noticed he had scars that looked like cigarette burns up and down his left arm. He talked about wanting to “kick the habit” so he could talk to disadvantaged youths on steering clear of “the nasty stuff.” It was (of course) perfect that one of the participants who attended – close to his age – has been going to AA for several years, and she was able to give him many great suggestions to progress down that road.
He was quiet throughout much of the talks; in fact, in the middle of the first one, he fell asleep and started snoring. I was told to leave him be; that he was getting exactly what he needed. Everyone else understood, as well… and we let him sleep and absorb.
During the breaks, he ate voraciously… and it was wonderful that he was eating raw vegetables, healthy food.
After all the talks were completed and he’d received a Trinity healing session, he thanked everyone and left. He didn’t sign up for any email contact or anything. However, in cleaning up after everyone had gone, I realized Nick had left behind the pile of papers he’d had with him when he arrived. They were discharge papers from the ER that morning, with complaints of acute left shoulder pain from a pre-existing injury. There was also a prescription for Motrin. Nicole and I puzzled over these papers… neither of us had felt anything about shoulder pain; nor had he complained about it or brought it up. We both understood simultaneously that he’d been having a rough morning off the drugs and had gone to the hospital in hopes of getting some pain killers; when they just gave him the Motrin prescription, he went looking elsewhere. Through a whole series of connect the dots that just fell together, we realized he’d shown up at that office on a Saturday morning looking to meet someone there to possibly get some drugs to alleviate the rough patch.
Instead, he found us… to get what he REALLY needed: love, support, acceptance, and healing (and food, too).
The enormity of that synchronicity is simply astounding. The numerous amount of small details that came together just so the group of us could be there – that day, at that exact moment – to not only share and help each other, but to also support him and help him through a really, REALLY rough day… is mind-boggling. However, the heart just knows. It’s all perfect.
I wanted to share this story because often, many of us doing this kind of work question the purpose of certain situations, in certain places, on certain days. We ask, “Why am I here?” And sometimes we never know.
But sometimes we do… and when an awesome situation like this comes together, it feeds another hundred moments or more of never knowing… so we can just trust that we’re ALWAYS in the perfect place, at the perfect time, even if the ego doesn’t see why.
My heart and love goes out to Nick, wherever he may be. And my intention for him… is that he found another perfect situation for himself the following day, to help him through… and that hopefully, every day it gets easier for him. And even if it doesn’t, I’m certain that whatever we provided will ultimately help him along on his path!
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