In 2011 I started writing a book about synchronicity, the chain of events that links one thing to another in an almost too perfect way.
I had just come back from six months traveling in India visiting spiritual teachers, living in ashrams and attending meditation retreats. I was full with stories that seemed almost "too crazy to be true," so I sat down and started writing them.
Unfortunately, a few months later I got swept up in the need to earn money and find a place to live in the Bay Area housing scene.
My writing was pushed to the side...Until two months ago.
I woke up from a dream, where I found a book in a drawer, and was flipping through the beautiful pages - of what happened to be - another woman's travels! There were photographs, beautiful designs and stories woven throughout. I woke up and thought, "That was supposed to be the book, I wrote. I need to do this."
Moments like this, of synchronicity, have always brought me back to feeling like life has more meaning. These moments have helped me believe there really is something more out there, linking us all to each other and to something greater...
But a few years ago I didn't know what synchronicity was or even fully believe miracles could be real...
At the time I was applying for jobs I didn't want, had chronic pain in my body and my skin was constantly breaking out. I felt stressed and insecure - physically and emotionally.
One night, I was riding a subway alone in New York City feeling so depressed. I went to a party looking for connection, but all I found was beer and small talk. I felt alone and lost.
I sat and looked at the woman sitting across from me in the subway. She was overweight, looked like she had just gotten off work in the subway system, and seemed equally exhausted, stressed out, and depressed.
I started thinking "What is the point? What is the point in living a life just to earn money and feed into a system that makes me feel like I'm not enough? So that I spend more money, and need to earn more money working at a computer all day at a job I hate? So I continue to have terrible chronic pain in my body and feel the need to numb myself out all the time??"
I went home that night and cried, feeling all the pain that arose from asking those questions.
Luckily, around this same time, a friend brought me to my first yoga class.
I remember lying in pigeon pose and realizing that instead of resisting all the pain in my body and my life, I could just be with it. And in that willingness to be with it, I began to find release.
I learned, that instead of trying to distract myself from my problems by going to food, to sugar, to alcohol, or to the pills the doctors gave me, I could be present with my body and ask what it was trying to tell me.
I see now, everything I have gone through, from the chronic aches and pains, the acne, the headaches and the jaw clenching, it has all been telling me, "Look at the root of the problem. What needs to change in your life?"
That was when I began to truly take care of myself.
I started paying attention to what I ate. I spent less time on the computer, took baths, went to yoga classes, and began addressing this pain I was trying to push away.
I started loving my body, even with all its aches and its pains.
And in that presence, in the willingness to just "be with it" instead of numbing myself out with food, sugar, alcohol, or the pills the doctors gave me, I was granted access to my intuition. I was granted access to my body's wisdom.
That intuition told me to go to San Francisco, and a few months later, I did. I moved on a total whim, not knowing anyone in the city and found a sublet on craigslist in an artist collective.
When I moved, I made a vow to start following my intuition and listen to my body.
Just days later a man came up to me in a park and said, "I'm going to meet a saint this weekend, and I think you're supposed to come..." I listened.
I started seeing visions of India in my meditations. I listened. I woke up one day with the strong urge to become a yoga teacher. I listened.
My intuition opened me to new visions, my path, my purpose, and my passions.
When I started following these passions, I quickly saw I needed to face my fears. Thoughts like, "But how will I speak in front of a group? How will I find the money to go to a teacher training? How can I go to India by myself without a plan? People will think I'm crazy!" played over in my mind.
But I took action anyway.
I knew I needed to step outside my comfort zone to manifest my visions.
Up to now I've stood for courage and self-love. All along I've known, courage and self-love were key -- but for what?
I'm seeing now, courage and self-love are key for synchronicity...
As I meditated yesterday, these words dropped into my mind:
"When you love your body and live your passions life becomes full of magic."
"Oh," I thought to myself. "That's it."
I am here to love my body, even with all the symptoms, aches and pains it sometimes shows me. I am here to live my passions, because when I do, I open myself to synchronicity, joy, love, and ultimately, a more meaningful life.
And now, I am here to help you shift your thoughts, your beliefs and your reality.
When I started loving my body and living my passions, it all clicked. I tapped into synchronicity. Life had meaning again. My life became magical.
And I believe so can yours.
So today, in service to you, your body, and your passions, I ask, "What would a magical life look like to you? How would you feel? How would you treat your body? and What passions would you be living?"
I would love to hear, in the comments below.
In service to you, sister.
May you love your body. May you live your passions. May you tap into a magical life full with love, joy, and synchronicity.
About the Author:
Meredith Rom is a spiritual activist who’s work has been empowering women since 2010. She helps women tap into self love and a life full of magic through her writing, coaching, and yoga retreats.