LIfe is amazing

I wrote this blog this very morning without the slightest awareness of  yesterday's blog which, as it turns out, was a sample of personal Godwriting™ that actually dealt with the subject of this blog I wrote this morning and that you're reading right now. I had no realization of this until I read Normand's comment under yesterday's blog about the incidental and the meant to be.

Then I reread God's words:

"Yes, you just happen to be here. And what a great happening that is. There are no coincidences. If you are here, you are meant to be here."

It was at that point that I added my short preface above.

Here is what I had written this morning:

Somehow I find myself living in South Africa. It was unstoppable for me to come here, yet I had never expected to be here. And I often find myself still amazed, and I ask myself: “How did I get here?” Often I also ask myself: “Can I really be here? Am I here, or is this a dream?”

Of course, God would say that wherever we are in the world, it’s a dream!

From the beginning, I knew I was blessed to be here. From the beginning, I have told you how warm and loving the people are. Strangers, friends, the same.

As a quick example, the check-out people at super markets speak from their own hearts. “Have a good rest of your day, love. And tomorrow too,” one said recently to me. Always words from inside the check-out people’s hearts.

In the U.S. I am accustomed to the check-out people at Hy-Vee, for instance, saying: “Did you find everything all right?” It's clear that the staff was instructed to say that, and I came to wish they wouldn't.

Because of the warmth of the people and the extraordinary beauty of this country, sometimes I have felt that coming here to South Africa was like coming home.

I believe God in Heavenletters™ has said that we are right where we are supposed to be. I imagine there must be a purpose to our being where we are. It seems like we just happen to be where we are, and yet, there has to be more to it than happenstance.

I know that, in South Africa, I am on an adventure. If I were still in Iowa, as good as my life was, if I continued living there, my life would be status-quo. Being here in South Africa, my life is more open-ended. Although we never know with certainty what life will hold wherever we are, my life in Iowa would be laid out, and my life here in South Africa. is less certain and, therefore, more exciting.

Of course, I often wondered too how I wound up in Iowa! I know the externals that took me to Iowa, yet I mean deeper reasons than that. I lived in Iowa about thirty-five years, the longest I’ve lived anywhere. For some years, I had felt that my time in Iowa was done, but I continued to stay there – until Heaven Admin wrote: “Would you like to come to South Africa?”

We’ve all heard that the world has been in the grip of what is referred to as masculine energy, and that feminine energy is returning. Masculine was considered stern, ruling, and feminine more loving. Masculine was more mind, and feminine was more heart.

I came across something the other day that said the Northern Hemisphere has been markedly influenced by masculine energy, more business, more calculating and yet the Southern Hemisphere has been more feminine and thus more caring. And now the Northern Hemisphere is going to change a lot.

And here I am in the Southern Hemisphere where it is already very caring.

I know I have been given a reward to be here. It is softer here, more rounded, more from the heart  -- well, more right brain.

But, anyway, the Northern Hemisphere, I understand, is now going to grow more from the heart.

I suppose I am here to bask in the South African sun and grow from the warmth of the people here and, by the same token, I'm not meant to live in the Northern Hemisphere at this time.

How much do climate and temperature have to do with the hearts and minds of the Northern Hemisphere and Southern Hemisphere, I wonder.

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How could I not remember that today's blog was connected to yesterday's blog, I don't know. As I said, I had no awareness until I read Normand's comment about the incidental and the meant to be. Now I have to add a footnote. As I meant to type incidental, I typed intentional instead.  Now, what is that about?!!!