The Universe is Conspiring
I met with a friend over the weekend. I hadn't seen this friend in more than a year. It was so nice to see her and her husband and to catch up on each other's lives.
Our conversation topics included life coaching and where I'm at with my business. Life coaching can be elusive, so I was happy to explain what I do. I also tried to explain how the process to become a life coach transformed my life. I described how I'm no longer comparing myself to others (or at least rarely), that I have dramatically reduced judgment of others, and that I'm just truly content and often happy - to the point that I sometimes feel guilty. I not only told her how fantastic life is now as compared to before, but I showed her. She knew me before. She could see the difference I'm certain.
With more clarity on what life coaching is and the potential gains from it, she referred me to two potential clients. I found this significant. If I'm being honest, I don't make a habit of getting out there to "sell" my services much. I've been blessed to have clients find me. I was amazed that just the simple discussion of life coaching ended up possibly "selling" my services. It was effortless. I didn't intend to "sell"...it just happened...that is if the referrals work out.
Now, here's where the freaky begins...
I haven't had a client in a couple of months. With everything going on, that's been completely fine with me. But, I've been feeling a pull to market myself and possibly even donate my services. So, I've done some work recently on the business side of things.
Then this. I have lunch with a friend — no intention/relationship to marketing or selling my services — and I end up with not one, but possibly two potential clients.
In the moment of the discussion, I was amazed and full of immense gratitude. When I left our lunch, I sat in my car and gave thanks to God. I was honored that He showed up and in a big way. Even if the potential clients don't work out for me, I took the simple opportunity for a potential client as a sign. It was a timely sign, answering my desires. It made me feel like He was saying, "I'm listening and I'm taking care of things."
The freaky continued into the evening...
We ordered pizza/subs for dinner that night. I ordered a Coke as part of a meal that was delivered. When we sat down for dinner, we realized the bottle of Coke was one that had a name on it. The name on it was none other than that of my friend. If her name was common, then it could be excused away as clearly coincidental. But, her name is not common.
Freaky = strange occurrences...occurrences that could certainly be explained away as coincidence. However, I choose to believe they are signs from the universe. And I choose to believe the Universe is conspiring to help me achieve my dreams.
Be open to what comes.