Yesterday, I bought an airline ticket at 3pm for a flight at 8.25pm. I had to leave downtown, go home to the suburbs and come back into Baltimore to catch the flight. It was raining and traffic was terrible on the way home. I was talking to my cousin and told her about my time crunch. She encouraged me to change my flight. So at 6.15pm, I switched to the 9.25pm departure and felt much better about not having to rush in such wet conditions.
I got home, packed a bag, took a shower, chatted with my son and left for the airport.
At around 7.30pm, a family of deer ran out in front of me and I narrowly missed hitting them. I said a short but sincere prayer of gratitude for my safety. I was also grateful that I changed the flight and wasn't rushing down that wet, windy road.
I got to the airport and noticed that I had ample time before my flight. That helped curb my frustration when the security check point closest to my gate was closed. No worries, the additional walking was good exercise for me. The TSA guy was shaking his head and thinking out loud about the people who get in the wrong line. I even had time for a conversation with the handsome stranger who didn't appreciate the added hassle of taking off shoes and belts.
Initially, I wanted Jamba Juice but walked a little farther to get Chipotle instead. Then the line was too long so I went back to get the Jamba Juice. Again, I had enough time to consider all of their options and get input from the college student helping me, who went to the same school as my son.
Then my cousin called again to find out if I changed my flight. I looked at my watch and it was 8.40pm. "Yeah I changed it," I told her. "But I probably could have caught the earlier flight. I've been wandering through the airport like a tourist. Let me check on it and call you back."
I went to the first SouthWest desk and found out "that flight is delayed 10 mins but it's already closed." The ticket agent saw the sad look on my face and continued "But you can go ask them". The gate agents had shut the door and were counting boarding passes when I boldly asked about getting on the flight. "Go to that counter, we'll open the flight for you."
Within 60 seconds, I had a boarding pass and was sitting on the flight that I thought I had switched. The flight I didn't have to rush to get to. The flight that I caught without trying. The flight that was waiting for me. The flight that I was supposed to be on because it was 'my flight'.
I am grateful for divine timing in my life. Although it usually gives me the experience of being impatient, tonight it gave me peace.
So, how do we stay in this space of trusting what is (or isn't) happening in our lives?.
Here are 3 simple but powerful ways;
1. Begin recognizing delays and appreciate the value they bring to your life. Accept that they are occurring for a reason and appreciate the reason without understanding what it is.
2. Begin recognizing speed and what is attempting to occur in spite of you. Notice when your life is trying to make something happen whether or not you are ready for it.
3. Notice the timing effect when it occurs either way. The energy of gratitude generated by these situations draws more of them to you.
Einstein was right, this is a 'friendly Universe' and living in it feels so good. My intention is to remind myself and inspire others to remember that what is yours, is always yours. You can delay your blessing but you can't miss it.
Allison Manswell holds an MBA in leadership and the ASTD (now ATD) credential as a CPLP Certified Professional in Learning and Performance. She has worked with Fortune 100 companies for the past 18 years as a subject matter expert and leader in learning and development. She is an author and life coach who helps individuals and executives achieve breakthrough results. Learn more about her at www.AllisonManswell.com