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Debajo Del Soul: Do You Believe In Signs?

On By Brittany BigleyIn Adventure, Costa Rica, faith, International Travel, Travel, TrustLeave a comment

Do You Believe in Signs?

I call them Divine breadcrumbs.

When I was living in Hood River, Oregon, I was preparing for a trip to Costa Rica to visit my then boyfriend who lived there. But I had to make a trip to Portland to see a Dr. for a work-related injury. I was nervous about the CR trip. I felt very vulnerable traveling for a guy and there was slight apprehension (paranoia?) that maybe I’d be scammed by him when I went down.

On a rainy morning, I drove the water logged I-84 through the Gorge to get to Portland for the appointment, hydroplaning twice with a windshield opaque from splattered rain drops.

Out of desperation, I prayed that I got to the appointment safely and on the back end of the prayer asked for a sign about Costa Rica. At that point, I was so anxious I was trying to talk myself out of the trip.

I walk into the Dr.’s office, sit on the couch and see a stack of magazines splayed out on the coffee table. I sift through them until I see a rosy-pink and light purple color catch my eye at the bottom of the pile. I pull it out to find this Travel + Leisure magazine with “Costa Rica Destination of the Year Double Issue” on the front cover.

I flipped through the magazine while I waited. I was stunned, giddy and hopeful. Stunned because I couldn’t believe the sign that was in front of me. Giddy because, that was a sure-fire Divine breadcrumb from the universe. Hopeful because I felt the universe was supporting this trip to Costa Rica.

After my appointment with the Dr. I asked if I could take the magazine with me. He obliged. And I used it to help plan my vacation, a little less nervous, a little more excited. But first I had to survive the rainy I-84 corridor back to Hood River.

I’ve kept the magazine ever since, proof of Divine guidance, and as motivation to get to back to Costa Rica because deep down I knew my story in CR was not finished. And this magazine had more Divine breadcrumbs to share. 😉 Follow me so you don’t miss that story!

Have you had a sign from the universe stop you in your tracks, gain your attention, direct you on your path forward?

I love hearing other people’s breadcrumb stories. Drop yours below 👇🏼

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The Leap: Relearning Lessons – Lesson 1: Trusting My Wings

On By Brittany BigleyIn Adventure, Authenticity, Conquering Fear, empowerment, Female empowerment, Manifesting, optimism, setting goals, Travel, Trust, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Working as a school teacher, there are times when students require that I reteach a lesson to ensure they adequately master content. The Universe, being the ultimate teacher, is circling back on lessons I was supposed to learn during my first Leap to Australia. One of the lessons? Trusting myself.

For my first Leap, I landed in Queensland, Australia. My first week I stayed at a hostel, but quickly realized the hostel atmosphere was not what my soul was craving. I craved deep, authentic connection with travelers, locals and like-minded kindred spirits, so I opted for a work-stay with a local family needing help renovating their rental property. Steve, the father, was a world traveler and we bonded over travel stories while painting and renovating the property.

I recounted my interpretation to Steve, of the lesson I thought I needed to learn during my time in Australia. He had a totally different perspective and I’m appreciative he shared it.

“I don’t think it’s a matter of trusting the Universe, I think it’s about trusting yourself in your own abilities,” Steve insisted.

To explain his point, he proceeded to tell me a story about a bird, who found himself on a weak, unsteady branch.

“Now this bird has two options, he can trust that the branch will hold him, or he can trust his wings and his ability to fly.”

Cut to present time: After spending two weeks in a victim mentality, stressing about the unknowns of Oregon (specifically what to do for work and where to live), in one day, I had two people tell me, “the Universe doesn’t give you more than you can handle.”

Clearly, it was something the Universe needed me to hear. If this is something the Universe thinks I can handle, I thought, why am I acting like I can’t handle it?

That’s when my mentality shifted from victim to designer of my destiny. I began to believe in my ability to make this move happen, all on my own. And my actions followed. Organize a garage sale? No problem. Get furniture picked up for free? Done. Get a property manager to rent my house? Check. Start an LLC for the rental property? Yep.

All of the necessary moves that needed to happen fell into place, all in the right timing. But this little birdie doesn’t just have faith in my own ability to fly, I also have trust, trust that the Universe is conspiring on my behalf. To provide me with abundance. This is where I differ in my opinion from Steve’s. It requires a combo of trust and faith. Both, and.

You can read my original post of my Australian lesson: Trusting My Wings

In my next post, I’ll explain more about the 2nd lesson I’m needing to relearn, Having Faith in the Universe to Provide.

And So, It Begins…

On By Brittany BigleyIn Uncategorized1 Comment

Nothing is as exhilarating as starting off on a brand new adventure! Roused with anticipation, a combination of nerves and enthusiasm, untarnished by failures or mistakes, it’s an idea in its purest form. With any new adventure there are inevitable unknowns that prompt cautious excitement as your mind attempts to fill in the blanks, an evolutionary physiological response to anticipate what lies ahead. The suspense, it’s what ignites the flight of butterflies in your stomach, your heart to race, your breath to become shallow, terrified yet fixed on the heightened state of arousal.

Often though, long before the adrenaline high of a new adventure, one must mourn the loss and grieve the death of the past self. It’s the natural duality of beginnings, they are prefaced by an inevitable conclusion, at times sneakily disguised as painful endings. Could that be why we are scared of change?

Yes, letting go can be painful, especially when we are clenching tightly to a life that no longer serves us. But letting go can also be gloriously invigorating, as if diving bare ass naked, head first into a polar plunge.

Whether you are stimulated with excitement or you’re still learning to gracefully release with gratitude, I invite you to embrace that which lies ahead of you with enthusiasm and courage. Now’s the time to proceed with curiosity and wonder. Here’s to a new year, a new decade, and all of the unknowns that you’re sure to encounter.

Happy New Year! May 2020 bring you bountiful blessings beyond your wildest expectations.

And so, it begins…

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