Connections or hitting the jackpot

Connection: To be joined; a union; a relationship, association between things, coherence; affinity as by family ties, business or common interest.

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We came across a reality show called Estate of Panic where the contestants face fears as they compete to find the most money while avoiding fearful situations and racing not to be the one left behind. I watched a group of people search for money in an overgrown garden. They were barefoot, wet, cold and the garden was crisscrossed with electrical wires which delivered quite a shock once touched. I watched one girl pick the dollar bills that sat atop bushes, another made her way towards a fountain in the center (which contained the most money) only to run back to the garden's perimeter when she stepped in mud. One guy stopped, looked around and realizing that the wires were more heavily surrounding the fountain figured it must hold something valuable. Another watched and followed suit. They grabbed the dollar bills strewn across the muddy surface and then started digging under the moss and mud where they found the big money.

And since it seems I can't watch anything without my rusty brain wheels turning, I started thinking about connections. For many years my sense of connection was as shallow as picking the obvious dollar bills off the top of bushes. I figured, what I see is what I get. I'm connected to my parents and siblings by luck of the draw. I wasn't sure how to relate with a husband or son. Friends are acquaintances that come and go. Work is temporary business relationships with a bunch of strangers. We all live in a world where we are "superior" to nature. And being alone is not a good thing.

So is it any wonder that the cosmos would provide me with an important lesson? Moving out to the boonies separated me from all connections. I learned about blogs and friendships. It left me alone with a husband and son. Since they were gone most of the day, it left me alone with nature and my dog. And I quickly learned that "silly me" we are not superior to nature. And that like that big money under the mud, there's alot that we cannot see on the surface. You have to stop, analyze, and be willing to work for it. And that when things get messy, you can't run and hide because you might be really close to the prize. But when faced with fears or the race to get there (point B) first it's easy to fall back to my shallow way of thinking and just grab at the superficial 'dollars on the bushes'.

Like the guy who studied the wire pattern and followed his intuition only to hit the jackpot, I forget that there is guidance all around us. If we listen. And don't take it for granted or dismiss it as weird mojo. Last week at 1 a.m. I was pacing the house and feeling like something wasn't quite right. Finally sitting on the couch I started crying and prayed my mom was ok. I had to fight the urge to call her and finally went to sleep. In the morning I received a call that she was in the hospital with stomach pains that started at 1 a.m.. She's great now but I should have called.

And if I'm being especially resistant to 'messages' I start seeing the numbers (mentioned in old post here). This time it was 1010 and after giving in to look up the message I read "....let go and let God...this elevated vibration attracts all good things to your life...". Oh yeah, I forgot.

Even if you aren't aware of the connections you can't see, there may be those around you who do. It's about awareness after all and not wasting your time on the small dollars meant to distract you for your real prize.