Hitting Send

I suspect that it was a Blessed gift that I hadn’t the time to fully integrate the big move I was making; it all happened very quickly, yet so instinctually at the same time. If you read my Rainbow post, then you know about my trip to Northern California to share in the Christ~mass Holiday with my BeLoved mother. As there are no accidents, my usual plane ride from Burbank to San Francisco became a last minute train-bus-bus journey through California, with a stop-over in San Jose. As I stood, gazing upon the Beautiful green mountains, I just knew, as much as I resisted it, that I would end up there, or its surrounding area. Admittedly, I pushed these thoughts aside until the very last minute possible (ummm, as in about ten days prior to my move! *giggle*).

Upon my return to Los Angeles I immersed myself in work, Grad school applications, packing and finding a place to live in the North Hollywood area. With the last task, I found myself rather going against stream. It just did not feel right. Ironically, my social life and connections with Amazing people actually blossomed in my last two months there. As I said in another post, once one makes claims, the Universe will test you! “Hey, Antonia, are you sure you’re supposed to leave? What if I throw this at you, or tempt you with that?” So, I turned inward, and the answer was very clear, “Yes, I am quitting my job and moving across state, sight unseen!” hehe When called…

Before I go into Womyn Power mode, (appropriate, as this weekend is International Women’s Day) let me say that there was one male who helped me with this transition, and I am very, very Grateful to him. Gotta Love a male friend with tools, right? Haha He fixed my car! After questioning my intention to drive my car to Northern CA, he knew it was going to need help and he came through for me, fixing it up for the journey. Thank you, thank you, thank you, my friend! Truly!

Now, that said, when it came to the actual move, it was done by the womyn. YAY SistArs!!! This feels so in keeping, as I am very clear that my return to Northern CA is tied with my work in returning the Goddess energy to our BeLoved and Beautiful planet, which I feel needs that nurturing energy for it’s rebalancing. My best friend, whom I now call “The Superhero” kept me on track, and supported me through the journey, going beyond the call of duty! She told me that we should fly her friend down to LA to drive the truck. Huh?! But, I trusted her and purchased the plane ticket to bring the Awesome Glynda down. I Loved her from the start! She eyed the 17 foot truck with No apprehension, explaining that she had driven various vehicles far more challenging than this cake walk. (Did I mention I Loved her from the start? )

For two weeks I pushed through a hectic schedule and some procrastination to sort through my belongings and get things packed and into the room closest to where the truck would be parked. On Saturday The Superhero and her Amazing friend helped me pack the last few boxes, and pack the truck. They returned Sunday morning and off we went, up the long, Beautiful state I Love! Let me just say that I have Never been happy to follow a truck in my life, but I was SO Grateful to do so this journey. I kept a healthy energetic figure eight around the truck and car, looking down at the Kwan Yin (Goddess of Mercy, please let us make it safely) on my dashboard, crystal in hand. I have never felt so safe and protected on a trip. Blessed. Blessed. Seven or eight hours later, and more Starbucks than I want to admit to, we arrived at my new home, where the Best Friend for whom anyone could ask, helped me unpack the truck! Not surprising that she could handle 14 hour days on sets better than I, and should you be in the position, you should hire her immediately for your upcoming show/movie/etc.

Last night I attended a Women’s Alliance Group where various Female/Goddess figures throughout history are discussed. In town less than a week, I am already being led and finding my way. As I gazed around at the Magnificent Womyn gathered, I just knew that I was in the right place, and that by trusting my instincts, I had been led to my perfect home. What’s in your heart, and where are your instincts leading you lately, BeLoved Reader?

Love and Blessings,
Antonia