The Blue Feather

Recently, Peter turned me on to this hilarious British comedian, Simon Amstell. So when I was in Orlando for ACE Symposium, Carina and I watched a few clips together from his “Do Nothing” standup. One of his stories stood out to us in particular:

Simon tells the audience about a book called “Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah” by Richard Bach in which the author manifests a blue feather. He imagines that he is holding a blue feather and a few days later it comes true. By simply imagining a possibility, it becomes a reality. Carina and I agreed that the same phenomenon applies when you think of a person who then calls you out of the blue. Is it coincidence or not?

Now I do believe in the power of intention but I also believe that when we focus on achieving something, we ultimately take the actions required to make it a reality. It is not a perfect alignment of the universe that creates your reality, but it is your active pursuit of that reality which makes it so.

Well the next day, everything changed. I had just spent 3 incredible days learning, connecting and getting inspired at ACE Symposium. I felt elated by the possibilities of my health and fitness career and proud of myself for connecting with so many wonderful people. The day after the conference I forced myself to join Carina for my first ever hot yoga class and was very nervous. About 45 minutes into class, I began to feel panicky and left the room in tears, overcome by emotions I didn’t understand. I sobbed in the bathroom for about 20 minutes with no idea as to why in the world I was crying. Eventually I pulled myself together, stepped back inside the unbearably hot room and finished the class with my pride barely intact.

I felt like I had failed.

After class, Carina and I sat on the curb to recuperate before driving back home. As we sat and rehashed the class, Carina suddenly paused and said “Oh my god…Look.” I followed her pointed finger to the ground by our feet and saw it.

A blue feather.

the blue feather

My mouth dropped open. I asked Carina to go and pick it up. Was this really happening?

It was real. It was a feather and it was blue. I held it between my fingers just as I had imagined the day before during Simon Amstell’s monologue.

WTF.

It shook me to my core. Whether by chance or divine providence, a blue feather from a craft store had found its resting place by our feet after an emotionally and physically draining class. Just moments before, I felt like a complete and total failure. As a perfectionist, I hate failure and always struggle to keep faith in myself and my abilities.

This blue feather was a sign from God that everything was going to be ok. Even though I failed, I am not a failure. As long as I continue to put myself out there and give it my all, I am on the right path. And most importantly, everything happens for a reason. 

Now you’d think there had been enough miracles for the day, but no. The next morning, Carina and I were enjoying a wonderful pancake brunch and we started talking about Peter. I randomly thought out loud that I had not heard from Peter’s mom in several months. I did not know if she was in Italy and I mentioned that I should call or email her.

Less than and hour later my phone rang. Guess what?

Peter’s mom was calling. 

She had just come back from Italy a few days before and wanted to know if we could catch up. Just one day after finding the blue feather, God was already reminding me that if you put good out into the world, it will come back to you. He knew I needed support, and He knew I needed another sign that this was not just coincidence.

Now whether or not you believe that this was God or just a dirty blue feather in a parking lot, it doesn’t really matter. What I do know is that I found faith that day in not only God’s goodness, but in myself. I was reminded that it is OK to fail as long as you pick yourself up and press onward. From that point on, I knew that I needed to continue on my journey and have faith in the process. Because “life is a journey, not a destination”. 

When will you find your blue feather?

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