Hi there friends! So, tomorrow (today technically) I'm going to Mexico. Yay! But also, just tonight I realized I lost my wallet.
Now, I realized I didn't have it on hand a bit ago, but I thought I knew where it might be so I didn't stress over it. I have checked every nook and cranny that wasn't totally excessive to check. The room, the clothes, the laundry, jacket pockets, backpacks, the other places I go throughout the house, the car, and all of these things multiple times over. Even the trash!
I remember it like it was yesterday. I went to Firehouse Subs spontaneously one night and had my teal sweatshirt on. I brought my faithful wallet with me and went to their hot sauce bar to taste all their different hot sauces. They were all yummy.
Two young women went up to me on a church initiative (??) at like 8-9 pm asking for money in exchange for chocolate. I decided to get a chocolate bar and didn't think too much of it, except it was kinda sketch lolol.
I sat back down and I think held pretty good control of my wallet. I often had a hand on it, made sure it was still in my pocket. Eventually I got called out, got my sandwich, and left...
I returned home and ate it and didn't think anything of it.
Except now, well. That was the last time I saw my wallet 🤔🕵♀️.
Now I stand in a strange situation of wondering: What could have happened? Am I just this masterful at not being able to find my wallet (😆)? Or was it stolen very well to the point where I didn't notice a thing? Did I somehow leave it at the sun place?
I'm maintaining a relatively positive state, seeing the belief show up, "It's kind of annoying if I have to get my driver's license again and lost all those cards + my cool house key." Not to mention telling my fam the day we're leaving hahaha.
However, all the while I have been saying to myself: I know this serves a positive purpose. I know this is helping me in some way! What does this help me to see/learn positively, exactly as it is, that I wouldn't be able to otherwise?
I've gotten the answer that it's about faith, or trust in the positive. Beyond expectations or outcome. I've gotten the answer that it's about letting go and surrendering, and allowing myself to see that things I thought were a big deal aren't actually as problematic or as big a deal as I thought they were. In other words: "take it easy, it's all good, the small things in life don't matter as much as you think they do in the long run."
I'm usually very chill about these things, and while I'd say I'm exceptionally more chill than most people would be in this circumstance hahaha, it's still kicking up beliefs of, "Aw man. Really?"
So what do y'all think? What can I receive and learn from this in a positive way, exactly as it is?
I swear if my wallet miraculously shows up somehow or Firehouse Subs STILL has it five days later and I somehow lost it there I will be so utterly thrilled bahaha.
So glad I don't need my license to travel and I can just use my passport 😁😁
Have a great time in Mexico.
I had a dream the other night that someone had stolen my phone and the moment I awoke I was like...."Oh no" till a second later I realized it had been a dream and no such thing happened. Within that first initial second I considered going back into the dream and finding it. So crazy. It gave me something to muse over at least.
You're going to have such a great time.
I think I'd be excited if I were you.....;) have a great time in Mexico and let us all know how it pans out, especially without the small 'extra baggage'!
Reminds me of the time 6 months ago when I missed my flight... after checking in--a doozy. I think I was pretty chill about it considering it was a 14 hour flight that was missed. 🤣
Also, have you called the Firehouse subs?
This reminds me of when I've lost a pen I didn't even notice missing in the first place. I remember I exchanged the pen filling in the evening and I clearly remember putting it on my desk before going to bed. Next morning I wake up, my mum is telling me that she found a pen in the washing machine. It was the pen that was lying on my desk the day prior.. Now.. how tf did the pen go from my room down to the basement where the washing machine is. 😂 My door was locked and I don't sleepwalk. I swear, washing machines are some kind of portal. A portal to a world full of lost socks and other items and sometimes they spit them back out. 😂 In that case.. have you checked your washing machine? 🤔
Anyway.. Even if you might not know the purpose of it now, it will come to you in perfect timing. :) Who knows what will happen or where you will find it. :D Be excited about the unknown! :D Especially when it comes to your cards and house key.. maybe you need new space for more amazing stuff to come! Especially when you go to Mexico. :) Have a fun trip, Blaire. 💖
Hey 😜,
So exciting you’re going to Mexico… have a wonderful time!!
I really enjoyed reading your tale, it made me laugh out loud a few times… “masterful at not finding it” very lol
It’s interesting because you were on my mind perhaps 30mins before you wrote this 😂 wondering how you were & I was thinking of connecting to say hi 😎
I read through a couple of times and what came to my mind was ideas around IDENTITY … what does your wallet, its contents & the contexts it’s used in - symbolise to / for you… what meaning have you given it, how do you relate…. and how this overlays / links to the 🕵🏻♂️ process of working out what happened / letting go / surrendering.
(( I remember in the group close you mentioned an intention conneted to family… and it has popped up in my mind 🤔🙃 ))
It’s tempting for me to add more ideas bc my head went deep 😅… but I’m just going to leave it there bc that’s what came up most strongly & initially :)
Have a wonderful trip 💫🥰