I love synchronicity. It seems whenever I’m truly frustrated and questioning an answer will come from what seems to be out of the blue. You know that wild blue yonder, that magical place, otherwise known as the universe. Or is it? Is it really a tiny blue sparkly place somewhere near the heart that remains for the most part unsparkly, and then in time of need—when we remember to get still and seek answers—it directs us?
Frustrated with promotion and marketing for my books, I found technology was giving me a giant headache as I navigated my way around building author pages and learning the rules of internet sites and social media haunts. My inner bratty child threw tantrums, saying stuff like, “You’re too old to be attempting to learn this,” “You were left behind the door when they handed out computer skills,” “You are not smart,” and so on. I finally put the kid in her room on a time out.
Then, like the control freak I can be, I researched. I knew I was making myself nuts, spreading myself too thin, afraid I’d forget to do one important thing, or somehow miss the boat and my poor books would flounder on the waves until they were so soaked they’d sink like rocks to the bottom of the sea. That night I went to bed and unable to sleep I reached for one of my favorite Deepak Chopra books.
(I always have a couple on my nightstand.) Before I opened Reinventing the Body, Resurrecting the Soul I got quiet and still. I asked for some words of guidance. Then I opened the book at a random page. Here is what it said:
Don’t interfere with the flow.
To paraphrase: there is a giant river that flows through all reality and once you have found your true self, there is no more cause for action. The river picks you up and moves you forward. All of that busy work, all of that worry, becomes pointless. No one gives you the job of steering the river so all you have to do is relax, enjoy the ride, and appreciate the scenery.
At the end of the next paragraph was this sentence:
It’s the universe’s task to unfold reality; yours is only to plant the seed.
I understood the essence of Chopra’s words, but I also knew that to do nothing at all and rely on fate or luck would not be wise. The writer me had seen the seeds I’d planted years ago grow into healthy plants, now it was up to the marketing me to fertilize, prune, and tend the crop. New skills were called for. I worked out a plan, and chose to learn three things to assist me with my marketing, and forget the rest. I will not interfere with the flow; I will trust. My harvest may never be huge, but my crops will be cared for with love. My blue sparkly place is very happy.