Pay attention ✨

Hi, friends — happy Friday.

Not sure about you, but I'm glad to see this week come to a close. It's been a bit of a rough one for me? Long story short, I had an adverse reaction to a new medication I was on. I've had (and am still having) some pretty unpleasant side effects. Not cool.

Also, this week I had a client who ghosted me, reappear. Not sure how I feel about that. 

I do know this: the Universe is always sending messages.

Sometimes messages come through our bodies. Lately, my body has been speaking loudly. Sometimes the messages come in the silence. This client said everything without saying anything, you know what I mean?  

A poem:

This morning I was eating breakfast and a question popped into my head: How am I being loved? An important question when you're down in the dumps. Noticing matters. Staying focused on the good matters.

Where our attention is, there our heart follows.

Am I receptive to the messages? Am I tuned in to the ways I am being spoken to? Loved? Cared for? Helped? Even when I'm having a rough week? Maybe *especially* when I'm having a rough week.
I hope the load is never so heavy that I miss the beauty, can't see the forest for the trees — and the shadows they cast, so long and magical this time of year. I know it will be from time to time and that's okay. 

I am overwhelmed and I am loved. I am afraid and I am helped. 

Have a great weekend — I'm going garage sale-ing tomorrow. 

Jump + pray + pay attention,

Joce