Today is the official release date for new book The Power of Slow. It has been an amazing day (B&N had four copies on its shelves, which I promptly and, yes, proudly, signed!).
I must share a quick story with you as it is once again the type of miracle that is my life.
The necklace you made for me so many years ago mysteriously disappeared one day after I had taken it off while doing a soap opera. I searched high and love for it ~to no avail. I often wore the necklace with its bobble-like pendulum adorned with two enormous hands reaching for the stars. It had always served me well. Then one day, it must have gotten tired and went to rest somewhere quiet.
While at an ice cream parlor today, I found it in my pocket. Only the thing is I had just used that pocket several times to store my cell phone for unexpected media calls and the like. And I had never felt it. Then, when my friend went to use the restroom, I dug into the pocket looking for my cell phone and found the necklace instead.
The resurfacing of my beloved necklace on a day like today tells me there is a plan in store for each of us. It wasn't until I released the necklace to the Universe (with much pain and sadness) that it came back to me. Holding onto our dreams does not mean we clutch. It means we surrender to the very beauty that those dreams can bring. In the knowingness of dreams that foster our creativity, we blossom in its riches and rejoice when reunited after a time of respite and renewal.