Trust the process. When your big plans hit a big wall, trust there is a reason. Could higher consciousness be protecting you from something you cannot foresee? Could Spirit be asking you to wait because something better is coming? Trust the process. Yes, it is disappointing when your plans don’t unfold, but yours is only one viewpoint and quite limited when compared with those in the higher realms. Surrender your plans to your unseen helpers. Hand them over and upward and follow the guidance that ensues. Trust the process.
You are so very loved.
As always, it feels like Suzanne and Sanaya are speaking directly to my current challenges. You are so appreciated, and so loved. Suzie
Timely advise as I just gave up on my hope of reuinited with my husband and living in our custom “perfect” home that I sacrificed SO MUCH and worked SO HARD to have. It feels like “all I’ve ever wanted” and I give up, I surrender. I can’t imagine anything “better”, but I surrender.
Trust the process: What awesome inspiration ? …
I am reconciling my past life with that of the movie Jason and the Argonauts where the Gods and goddesses (Spirit and Higher Consciousness) kept conjuring trials and tribulations!!
Thank you Sanaya and Suzanne (Spirit and Higher Consciousness)
Love indeed is shifting mountains
Love indeed parts waters
Trusting in the divine infinite plans of the all it is divine loving kindness – true Joy
TRUST… it’s a massive Test That TRUST BUSINESS :) it’s very precious that we are called and we are given the chance to the others to heal as like me too
When I was about five years old, my dad put me on a kitchen chair, got on his knees in front of me then told me to jump. I looked at him hesitantly, but he assured me he would catch me if I jumped. So I jumped. He Charley Browned me, letting me fall to the kitchen floor.
This person, who was my father, my mother, my whole world since my mother had abandoned me when I was two years old, proceeded to stand over me, pointing at me in a school teacher way. He said, “Never trust anyone; not even me.”
That was almost 60 years ago. I have often thought of that lesson he tried to teach me. I have wondered through the years why a 27 year-old man would try to teach his five-year old son not to trust anyone. The few times he heard me repeat this story in his life, he was very proud of what he felt he taught me. The only thing I can imagine the lesson was, was an opportunity for me to reject such a horrible lesson from the person I trusted most in the whole world. (rhetorical) Why would he choose to teach his oldest child such a lesson? I’m sure the lesson had an effect on my life but I’m not sure what it was. I hope to know someday. I do enjoy reading the Daily Way.
Wow, Carmelo, your dad must have been hurting in some way to share such a lesson with the potential to harm vs. heal. That you did not take this lesson to heart is a testament to the power of your soul. Even after death we can send compassion to those who hurt us, even if unintentional. Sending love to you and your dad …