The Universe speaks

I’ve said it before and I’ll keep saying it, the Universe will speak to you, whether you choose to listen is up to you. Yesterday I did something I consider brave, but even after I did it I kept questioning it. I wrote my half brother a letter and I mailed it along with some photos. The photos were just a few with my biological dad and my mom, one of us at their wedding with my great grandparents, and then one of my family at my wedding reception with my husband, myself and all of our kids. My letter simply said; “XXX, my name is Taylor Mae Kelsey. I am your half sister from XXX’s first marriage. I would love to be able to get to know you. My cell number is XXX, my Facebook account is under my full name, and my address is XXX. I really would love to hear from you. You have 5 nephews and 1 niece! With love, Taylor” and before I could question myself to death I put it in the mail. And even after the postman grabbed it I questioned it. And then it began to rain. Now, I’m going to talk about my belief in different symbols. These are beliefs I have developed out of my own personal experiences not anything I’ve learned from anyone else and certainly not anything I learned from Google. I love rain. It is my favorite. Water is the giver of life. Without it we would all be nothing. To me rain is a good omen. Rain brings new beginnings and new life, it washes away the old and allows new things to begin to grow. So, when the rain started yesterday I was relieved. And then as I was driving home my spirit guide, the raven, flew slowly and gracefully over head. Just letting me know I was still on the right path. My confidence in my decision grew, but I was still worried and anxious. My favorite time to meditate is 3am. Without fail my tiniest butterball baby wakes up just before 3am to eat and is usually back to sleep just shortly thereafter giving me time to talk to the Universe. This morning was no different he was up just before 3 and asleep shortly after and once he slept I laid in bed and I spoke all my fears, worries, and anxieties to the Universe and I fell asleep. I awoke again at 5 because Mr. Butterball was hungry and I heard the most glorious thing; a thunder storm. Thunder storms are my favorite thing in the entire world. Not only are they beautiful, not only is the rain a good omen, but between the rain and the lightning and the thunder if you listen you can hear the voice of God. I opened the curtains to watch, fed my son, put him back to bed, and then I watched the rain streak the window and I listened and God spoke. He answered my questions, calmed my anxiety, and opened my heart and my eyes. He said to let go of my fears and worries because I reached out with love in my heart, my actions, and my words. He said that I have nothing to lose from this only to gain. He said whatever happens will happen, but hold tight to hope and release everything else because it doesn’t serve me. So, I did. I laid there and enjoyed that feeling for a moment and then I got up, got a small workout in and showered before I have to go in to work. I am no longer worried, I did what I felt was right, I hold onto hope that he receives my letter and reciprocates the love. We shall see. Trust your gut and listen to the Universe because it holds infinite answers.