a leap of faith

I never expected to be living alone in the mountains of Almeria, Spain. I thought I would be living in the UK, surrounded by family and friends. Reaching dizzy heights in the media industry, mentoring newbies and having regular corporate lunches. I would be in demand. Wear power suits to attend production meetings. Carry a leather briefcase. Be savvy and successful. Feel proud that my home and career defined who I was. Be the only one in my family to become somebody.

But it did not work out that way. Instead it was a career that chewed me up and spat me out just as severely as the concept of love. I felt like a square peg in a round hole, trying to fit in, be accepted and to mould myself into what was expected of me at work and at home. I wanted to be liked, to be loved… to be good at something. But the world can be harsh on sensitive and empathic souls; for they try too hard and love too easily and their way of expressing themselves is often misunderstood. But I kept on going; getting up, showing up and playing my part, because this is what I had wanted.

Nonetheless, it would appear that the Universe had another plan for me; for it could not be fooled any longer by my pretence that I was actually ‘a somebody’ who was happy living this way. Hearing my soul, the deep yearning to fill an expansive void, I began to experience countless synchronicities in the form of angelic numbers that lit the way to a new pathway.

It is not an easy route. It has been rocky and treacherous and some would say foolish. But when you believe that no other person, place or thing other than yourself is responsible for your destiny and combine this with the belief that you can co-create with Source, then anything is possible: you can fly with the angels.

All it takes is A Leap of Faith…