the other day I saw a gas station had closed
Yet years ago it was where I pulled over when I needed somewhere to go.
I had left Motel 6 and was trying to gain my bearings, yet no less than 2 miles from my familiars I began to fear paralyzed in fear.
If you have always ever only driven in your familiars when you peck out of them things become mentally blurry.
I had had experiences driving across country and yet, because this moment my permanent housing was in question it was a battle with fear every single footstep.
I saw the gas station and pulled over to fill up.
It was my intention to get gas but right there looking all around I was so deeply aware I needed to refuel my thought.
I pulled to a gas pump and got out of my car and looked up to the sky and wiped away some of the then flowing tears.
Where will I go next
How long would I be able to kee my room
What would happen when Motel 6 was solidly booked in September though they’d said I could stay til then as long as I paid and could.
All these questions flooded my thinking
So while gassing up I was literally refueling my being.
“Pilgrim on earth, thy home is heaven. Stranger thou art the guest of God.”…what came to me…
A favorite line in a beloved text* teaching me how to claim and accept and live my spirituality.
A few moments passed and I calmed down
and a woman came over who asked what was wrong…
She didn’t speak much English
but knew how to love.
I shared with her as best I was able
I needed groceries but didn’t know how to find the nearest market.
(Yes one can use a map and back then I did have a cell phone, yet when Thought is bombarded with fear ones thinking becomes what’s navigable and manageable).
She motioned for me to follow her and drove all the way to a Stop n shop.
It was moments like that
I felt so cared for
and I was able to bulldoze fear of lost and alone even more.
Here was an angel of support who led me where I needed.
Proving to me yet again we each dwell in now heaven of thought harmony.
*Science and Health,
by Mary Baker Eddy
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