Today I took the first bus that came along to see where it would take me, and had a magical adventure.
I was thinking about that as a metaphor for life.
Sometimes we accept the first ___ job, relationship, home, etc___ that comes along, and sometimes it doesn’t feel magical in this dimension. Sometimes it feels completely the opposite of magical, and takes some time to recover from.
Our souls see each opportunity as a chance to try something out, and enjoy the ride EVERY time. Life always, always teaches us something, and our higher selves know how to find the gifts in every given situation.
This also applies to us as a collective – sometimes we appear to be all riding one big ol’ bus towards the edge of a cliff, and it feels confusing and uncertain. ‘Who the heck is driving this thing? I don’t remember getting on this bus…’
Trust that whatever bus you’re on is taking you to a magical wonderland where your soul will have amazing adventures. Let go of the hows, the whys and the ‘could-a, should-a, would-a’s. Surrender to possibility and look for the good.
In terms of collective journeys, we are all needed on whichever bus we’re on to stabilize the energy in some way. Our souls are loving the crap out of this!