"Follow your intuition, it will lead you to great new adventures!"
A few months ago I got to know quite a few nice people while attending a course. One by one, people who all want the same thing in life: understand how our mind works with the ultimate goal to help people in feeling happy again with their lives. Coaching and guiding people in achieving their goals in life, pursuing their dreams and see to it that step by step they make progress in a positive way. We help them deal with possible setbacks and negative experiences. Make them shift their minds from negative to positive.
We’ve spend three days together during intensive training. We’ve experienced quite some tears and a lot of laughter. Now, several months later, we have our small community that helps each other as much as we can. We communicate almost on a daily basis through WhatsApp and share our personal stories and experiences. We ‘coach’ each other through decisions we need to make.
A few years ago, a woman from our group has bought a mansion on the country side in Portugal. She is renovating the place in order to welcome people over there and guide them into the next level of their lives. Helping people who are suffering and are stuck in a burn out, is her speciality.
As you might have noticed in former stories I wrote, I can be quite impulsive. Actually, it looks like impulsive, but it’s just my gut feeling I follow, my instinct.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, when we were texting in our WhatsApp group – we call ourselves The Rebels – the idea rose to go and visit our friend back in Portugal. Go and witness her project. We were all very excited, but we just couldn’t find a date that fitted in all five agendas. I was the only one who could free up my agenda on a short notice and leave. So without any hesitation, I booked my ticket and went off just by myself. I followed my intuition. Just act upon an idea and do it. Remember: action leads to reaction which then alters in results.
So here I am today. Sitting on the train direction Castelo Branco. It’s not even the final destination, but I’m getting closer. I got up at 4 am so I could join my husband to the airport. He had an early flight, as he always does on Monday morning. Mine was three hours later, but hey we could enjoy each other’s company just a little longer. Although I could have slept two hours longer, it didn’t bother me at all, on the contrary.
Once we arrived at the airport we had a coffee together. We went to the lounge, he grasped some newspapers for back on the plane before taking off. It was still quiet in there. Not a lot of people. I took out my laptop and started writing. Actually I was busy with my book, reviewing it.
Finally at at 8:45 am they started boarding. The plane was fully packed. I noticed that we were already 15 minutes behind schedule … It was obvious that we were having a delay. The captain then informed us that due to the weather and heavy winds we would lose speed. Almost 100km / hour, so the flight would take longer than expected.
I thought I had a nice and tight schedule planned. I would land at 11:25 am and the train for Castelo Branco would leave at 01:00 pm. Once landed I would take the metro for three stops to the railway station and then catch a train. But as my plane was delayed for over an hour, I realized that it would be impossible to catch the train on time. Even more, as I was sitting all the way back in the airplane, it would take quite some time to get off. The next train was scheduled to leave three hours later. Once I got off the plane, I started running. I bought my ticket, ran downstairs to catch the metro. Only a few minutes later I arrived at the station. You won’t believe it, but I still had ten minutes left to get my train ticket and get on the platform in time. When I got to the ticket stand, at least twenty people were in front of me. A long queue that was not progressing at all. I saw time passing by and I knew that it didn’t matter if I got all fucked up because of the way things were going all day. It wouldn’t help me at all. I got this far and I just knew that even with hours of delay I would get to my destination. There are always things you can do in the meantime. And you know me and my beliefs: once you let those negative feelings take over, you are doomed to have only negative experiences for the rest of the day …
Finally after almost an hour standing in the queue it was my turn to buy my ticket.
‘Hello’, the salesman said. ‘How can I help you?’
‘Hello, I need a ticket to Castelo Branco please’, I answered.
‘Is that for today?’ he asked with a big smile. I somehow started to panic. What if there were no more trains leaving? … ‘Euh, yes please. The first one if possible’
He smiled at me and said:’ Well, you are a lucky woman today! The train is delayed, so you can still catch it’.
I couldn’t believe what I just heard. The entire day up until now was one of patiently waiting and delays and finally one of those delays turned out to be a gift from heaven. A few hours later I found myself at the final destination.
I got to spend three magical days in Portugal. We had great talks, great ideas to investigate further together and a friendship that is strengthened! I feel blessed and grateful for my intuition, as it never lets me down!
© Vicky Drappier