Last night I dreamed about 4 elephants. Weird right? I thought so. I saw them walking towards me, I remember them being massive, foreboding, they looked smart, wise and powerful. I was in awe of their presence, and I was also doing my best to hide from them.

For some reason they were hunting us down. I was running around trying to hide away from them with a few other people. Perhaps I am hiding from my inner wisdom and knowing? I really am not sure. I enjoyed the dream overall and felt enlightened upon waking.

My day was a little all over the place. I knew the only thing to fix my restless mood was a cleansing dip in the sea. So after much fluffing around the house, I set off to the beach.

3 minutes later I was there. Ha! The joys of living close to the ocean mean I can incorporate swims into my daily routine far easier than when I was living 30 minutes from the beach. So that’s a good thing.

I had a swim and sat in my little chair and reminisced. My mind filtered back to happier times and memories of my Father. Like a slide show I thought of scene after scene after scene of all the fun things Dad and I used to do. He is fresh in mind lately as I have been pursuing my Latvian citizenship so ruthlessly. Now that I have this in my hand, I am ready for the next step which is getting a passport.

I am seriously thinking of just flying over to Latvia to get it. Like in the next few weeks. Why not? I am keen to continue the process and get the paperwork completed, and have the golden passport in my happy grasp. This would also be the most respectful thing I could do to honour my Fathers ancestry. I am very much looking forward to learning more about my Latvian roots in the future and being recognised as a Latvian descendant.

I reached for my new copy of ‘Flow’, which I had been savouring to read for a few days. I have an international subscription to this brilliant magazine. My friend in Belgium introduced this one to me, and I am very pleased with every magazine I receive eagerly in my mailbox. I devour every page word for word and can take a week to read it from cover to cover, slowly enjoying my indulgent glossy treat. As I took a small break from reading to admire the glistening ocean, I pulled from the back a little tear away card.  And you wouldn’t believe the synchronicity.

I had been thinking about my parents earnestly all morning, in fact my mood was forlorn, whimsical and emotional, even a little teary. I took a break and was looking for a bookmark; so reached for a little card I could peel away from a set of 366 calendar cards in the back of my magazine, with little drawings and cute messages. Strangely the very one I picked at random without reading until it had been removed, had two auspicious dates. One was August 13; my Dad’s birthday. The message read;

‘You can’t write a script in your mind then force yourself to follow it. You have to let yourself be.’ ~ Flow magazine Half of a Yellow Sun, Chimamamanda Ngozi Adichie.

I do this to myself all the time. Sigh. Let go Anita! I need to allow the goodness of unpredictability to happen in my life. Bring it on.

And on the other side of the little card was the date May 20. My Mother died on May 19. Close enough for me, and the first day I had to live my life without my beautiful Mum by my side. The message on this one read;

‘As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.’ ~ Flow magazine Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

I really have had to learn how to trust myself a whole lot more since losing my parents.

Anyhow, this moment in time felt very special to me and I wanted to share it with you. It somehow felt like a direct message from my parents, reminding me they are close by, perhaps closer than I realise?

What serendipitous moments have you encountered recently?

I love it when coincidences happen. It makes me realise that nothing is what it seems to be.

Love Anita xx

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