I started seeing Snail in my mind’s eye early this morning. Nothing happened for hours, so I waited until the time was right. Late in the afternoon, I asked, “Is there an animal who’d like to come talk with me?” I instantly saw Snail! I saw her as very large, and the head and eyes were close to me, RIGHT IN MY FACE, LOL!
I waited to see what would happen. Snail and I were suddenly the same size. She came to my side and snuggled up, putting her head on my shoulder. I felt immediately like I might cry, though I didn’t know why (a rhyme for your enjoyment). As I kept watching, although I initially looked like myself in this scenario, the picture wavered and sometimes I also looked like the main character in the TV show, “Crazy Ex-Girlfriend!” Hmm, a dual personality?
“Ssssshhhhh,” said Snail. “Just sit here for a while.”
My mind had started trying to elicit the insights that usually come with this work, and Snail wanted me to be free of that. I tried to quiet my thoughts and be completely present. Soon I felt Snail’s energy, like she was giving me an energy healing! I felt joyous and light!
A couple of moments later, I was taken on a short visit through a few of my past thoughts and early relationships, courtesy of Snail’s magic. Time seemed to slow down. (Ahem…)
“I can see why you waited until now,” I said.
“Yes,” remarked Snail. “It’s best to be in the right mindset.”
I could see and feel my mind wanting to migrate into intruding thoughts, things that don’t really matter, even though we as people often believe they do. I paid attention and noticed that when I focused on my core — not only my body’s core, but the core of my mental threads — even though other things were mentally or intuitively happening around me, I still held the essence of peace and happiness at this core! It wasn’t easy, but I could see it. I also realized I’m conditioned to write down much of what happens psychically or spiritually as it occurs, like with this challenge, so I have something to refer to later. Without my notes, the insights and any record of them vanish. I can’t remember them.
Throughout this period, messages would start and then trail off. Each time, I tried to get the connection back, but I knew if I waited, in time it would work if it were meant to be. Every time, after the waiting pause, it eventually did.
“Why is it so hard to stop paying attention to all the thoughts, noise, and distractions?” I wondered?
“We’re just a different breed,” Snail kindly and gently replied.
I could hear “messages” flit in and out, but they sounded generic to me, like things most people would say when talking or intuiting “what a snail might say.” As I heard these offerings, I could feel something more, something beyond the general musings I could access if I wanted to, but I wanted truth.
“That would still be truth,” came the response, “but you want more.”
“Yes.” 😀 ❤️
I could see the snail outside, in front of my porch, being still or slightly moving while the world rushed around her vibrationally and physically. She showed me how people are now, moving hurriedly by, while some are in front of them, being still or slowly moving at their own pace. The whole rushing scenario felt superficial, chaotic, false, everyone thinking how important external things are, things that take up so much importance in their lives to the exclusion of real love, relationships, family, health, happiness, and authenticity. These beings who rush to get answers, to get “somewhere,” will also get where they’re going, sometimes ahead of the rest (sometimes). But there is more. It often will be found by waiting. (I hear and see the word “MAGIC!”)
I remained still and continued waiting for what felt like a long time. 😊 I let things go. I saw them in my mind’s eye, sometimes felt them in my body as stress or even a little residual upheaval, but Snail was right next to me and offered me the choice to divide myself and forge ahead (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend) or move with her at a light snail’s pace. It was comfortable to wait, yet a little uncomfortable to have to see and feel this choice. I realized Peace was more important.
I chose that.
Waiting Becomes a Meditation
Waiting turned into a form of meditation. As I noticed this, Snail showed me something beautiful.
The world rushing by minutes ago was transformed. Now what I was shown was the outside of my house, with nature, trees, birds, stillness, and tranquility. I saw that by waiting and allowing, my world transformed…and the outer world along with it. I don’t know how to transform the actual outer world by changing my inner one, but I think it’s a choice all of us can make. When we work together, the world will transform!
“The experience is what matters in life. There was very little talking with our exchange, but you told me it was one of your very favorites. 😊 How is that possible?” mused Snail to me.
“You offered me a chance to play with you, to feel your magic. You showed me my life and that of others. You quietly tutored me in how you move, how it’s possible to shift my world inside and out. I can’t think of much else that’s as beautiful as peace, other than love. I felt that too. Thank you so much, Snail. I’m so honored and grateful for your gift today during this hour. I’ll do my very best to remember and practice this stillness.”
With that, Snail disengaged from me, changed “Crazy Ex-Girlfriend” to simply reflect “Girlfriend ❤️” and with a wink and a tail wiggle slowly left my view.
© 8/19/16 by Angel-Rose Coen.
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