My niece came over the other night to pick up Sandy, her dog who had stayed overnight. She looks a lot like a sandy-colored Bentley, don't you think?
My niece walked in the living room, bent down to pet Sandy and within seconds she asked, "Where is your sofa?" I just grinned and calmly said, "Gone." (<-- Don't you just love that picture on my January 30 blog? It cracks me up every time I look at it.)
I waited. My niece looked around the room a little more. "Where are your bookcases?" Her voice was rising in pitch as she stood up. I again replied with tranquility, "Gone."
Without finishing her survey, she looked at me with a surprised look on her face, eyes wide. I almost laughed as I explained, "They won't exactly fit in an RV now, will they?"
Then, in acceptance, she laughed, "I suppose not." And continued, "But why would you be getting rid of things now? I thought it was going to be at least a year or two?"
My timeline has moved up folks. I wrote the following paragraph on January 22:
I am at a time in my life that feels similar to the moment at a theme park when you step off the platform onto a thrill ride. You sit down, buckle up and hold on. I have no idea what lies ahead. I only know that it is coming at me fast, I am steadfast and secure in my seat (holding hands with God), and I am enjoying every moment of this glorious ride.It still feels that way. A friend pointed out that I don't have to wait to be established with a mobile income to get an RV. I can get one now and live in it while still on my j.o.b., take off on weekends for day-trip excursions, and learn the ropes. His remark coincided with an idea that had also recently occurred to me.... Now that I work in a warehouse district, there is plenty of parking space for an RV. Hmmmm... The seed grew. And now it's official, I've been given the God nod that it won't be long. I don't have a clue as to "how" it is going to happen or when. I just know it is going to occur sooner than later. The event is imminent.
This past weekend I was blessed to have the opportunity to visit again with Glenn before he leaves the area entirely. As a result, I also had the extreme pleasure of meeting Wayne Wirs. As a spiritual neophyte and a mere boondocker wannabe, I was thrilled that the two of them shared a part of their world with me for ANY length of time. Thanks guys - it truly was an honor.
As would be expected in that company, we talked about RVs and God. I've talked about God nods quite often throughout my blog. The thing I find to be most prevalent for me right now is that the closer I get to living the life I envision, the more intense the God nods get - in volume and frequency.
I was asked recently if the God nods are a voice I hear. And for those who know me personally, you can stop the chortles, they weren't implying I need to be on meds. :) It was a genuine question and other than being able to say the nods are not voices, I really didn't have an answer at the time. I do now. They are an audible communication with great clarity, but they are not "voices" from God I hear, they are more like voices I feel.
That's how I know the timeline has moved up, in spite of me. LOL. I feel it. It's not a feeling with an emotional attribute. It's a knowing.
I called today about an affordable RV listed in craigslist. It was already sold. There will be another, as many as are needed, and I will know mine when I find it. It will be a gift from He/She/MY God, just like this whole journey has been to date.
I honestly cannot believe how much my life has changed since October 22. It's overwhelming at times. Then I remind myself that I'm not in charge, I'm just along for the ride. All I need to do is hang on and keep listening.
And so it is. I'm ready. The shifts continue to multiply exponentially. And I'm good to go.