Change was my constant companion throughout this soul-stretching/mind-bending journey. It was also my greatest challenge. But I had signed up to experience everyday miracles. And, according to my Guides, in order for that to happen, I had to be ready and willing, not only to embrace change, but also celebrate it. From start to finish, that was the spirit of this project, an open invitation to dance with the ever-shifting winds.
The invitation intrigued me. The assignment was straightforward. My Guides would give me a spiritual message each morning, and I would bring that message to every challenge I encountered during the day. In short, they were asking me to conduct some kind of spiritual experiment. I was hesitant at first, only because I was half-way done with the first draft of my second book. I didn't want to stop writing my manuscript to start something new. They were insistent that I take them up on their offer, however. For months, my answer was no. Little did I know, the joke was on me. Had I read through my old journals I would have realized that we had been working on this "new" project for years.
It was 2012. I thought I had been writing the sequel to Silent Voices of the Soul. I remember telling, Shani, my South African soul sister, that I felt driven to get it into the world. We were having a Skype conversation at the time. She looked at me and said, "Robin, I am worried about you. 'Driven' is not a productive word. I don't mean to frighten you, but you are not strong enough to write this book. Your energy doesn't feel right to me. Your body is exhausted. You need to rest. And you need to stop writing for at least six weeks."
My reaction to her words was beyond defensive.
"Six weeks! You don't understand, " I said. I can't stop writing for six minutes! I have to finish this book!"
"You need to rest, Love. Then, in six weeks time, you will be strong enough to write again. Oh, one more thing. You won't be writing this book anymore. You'll be writing a different kind of book."
"What do you mean? I don't know how to write any other kind of book."
"Yes, you do," she replied.
The idea of abandoning my manuscript upset me. I couldn't bear the thought of it. I asked her if there was a possibility that she had tuned into someone else's vibration. Shani is a multi-gifted intuitive; I should have known better than to question her. As it turned out, days later, I was diagnosed with shingles, a painful, debilitating illness. The doctor told me that I would need a lot of rest. As she handed me my prescription, I asked her what the recovery time would be.
"Six weeks," she said.
To be continued...