Author, Speaker, Artist
One year ago, a soft whisper forever changed the course of my life.
It was early fall last year when a random pull to live in LA appeared in my thoughts and journal. An intuitive whisper said, “You are ready for love. LA will lead you there. Let love guide you.”
Mind you, I never pictured myself living in LA. It wasn’t on the list of places to go, let alone live. Realistically and logically, it didn’t make sense. The city is spread out, you need a car to get around, and I was already paying rent in Boulder. Plus, work was the focus and love was a distraction.
“LA is not happening!” I told myself.
In the days that followed, the whisper became so loud that the work before me dissipated into a blur.
LA LA LA LA LA LA.
You are ready for love. You are ready for love. You are ready for love.
Let love guide you. Let love guide you. Let love guide you.
It’s all I could think about.
Wondering whether or not there was wisdom to this hunch, I surrendered to the whisper and booked a weekend trip. I figured that going would either create the opportunity or cause the unrelenting whisper to fade away.
Descending into LA, the mountains revealed themselves. The ocean sparkled. The notion of living there felt exciting for the first time. What followed was the unmatched feeling of biking along Venice Beach, the perfectly cozy 75 degree sun rays, the tranquility of watching the sun dip into the ocean, and the delicious array of juice bars and organic eats.
I felt awe-struck.
On the last day, in a casual conversation with a new friend, I mentioned the possibility of spending a few months in LA. It turned out that she had a newly opened guest room in Marina del Rey and was looking to fill it soon. Simultaneously, another friend decided to move to Boulder and needed a place to stay.
It seemed too synchronistic to pass up.
Within a week, he moved into my Boulder apartment as I jetted to the beach. Less than three weeks later, I found myself in San Francisco where I met and fell in love with my now fiancé.
Call it fate, divine timing or coincidence, if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the last few years, it’s this: the more I ignore these pulls and hesitate, the more out of sync I feel with the flow of life. The more these soft whispers guide me, the more I find myself down a path I could have never expected or imagined. And when control is relinquished and intuition is trusted, time and time again, I find myself stepping into a path that feels like it’s been waiting for me all along.
You too have the ability to tap into this.
I turn this to you: what soft whisper has been pulling at you lately? What’s one step you can take to explore what lies beyond what you can currently see? Let’s explore in the comments below.
xoxo
Amber Rae
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Thanks to old journals and my flight to SF for inspiring this post.
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