Today I woke up feeling rather sensitive.  This last week I had a successful work week with lots of clients, and finished off the week with a psychic gallery of 21 people (which I had chosen to read all 21).  I was a little on the hyper-sensitive side, and little requests to do anything set me off into martyr mode.  Which of course, is the all time symptom of an “out of balance healer.”

I normally love to give, but I wasn’t taking care of myself.  I missed my walk in the park two days in a row, which is my reconnection with nature and higher self.  My body was grumbling at me, and others around seemed to be matching my irritation/out of balance feelings.  Not a good thing!

Yesterday, when I woke up I heard the words “wouldn’t it be a good day to do art today Shannon?”  Of course, I thought to myself “sure, just let me finish handling the many e-mails I have in my in-box.”  However, my computer stopped working, it simply froze and then threw my Internet addicted  bum to the streets.   Oh, I started to growl, scoul, and hiss “Stupid #$)#*$ computer!  WTH is wrong with you?”  Just then I heard again “perhaps doing some art would help you unwind” in my head.   Damn it, was it my guides helping me out again, knowing that I needed a break from work and needed to recharge?

I got out a picture of a cat, and started to draw it, and then watercolor it.  When I figured I was through, I put the art down and attempted to get back on the Internet.  Now, the router wasn’t even registering on my computer.  Basically, it was non existent to my computer.  Again, I grumbled about how I couldn’t do the work (I’m stubborn at times to the signs my guides give me).   I heard again “perhaps more art is in order.”  So, I grabbed my notebook, and once again started to draw, paint, and felt my body start to relax.

Finally, after feeling a little bit more refreshed, I attempted to get back on my computer, and magically everything was back to normal.  Amazingly errie and surreal if you ask me.

Now, back to this morning…I was out of sorts yet again as I was attempting to do all the e-mail returns and prepare for other work pieces.  My body was grumpy, and saying “I don’t wanna!” like a cranky 3 year old who is dragged to the store during nap time.   Again, my computer acted up, and other frustrations occurred so I decided to give my inner grumpy 3 year old a time out.

I set foot on my Nike’s not knowing where I was going to head, or what I was going to do, but I did know that I needed something to help bring some well needed balance before my inner 3 year old bit someone or threw a big unnecessary temper tantrum.

As I was walking down the road rather abruptly I heard “wouldn’t a movie be nice today?”  Ooooooh!  I hadn’t been to a movie theater ever here in London, and did think that it would be refreshing.  However, the only movie theater I could think of was in Western London.  So, I decided to travel there.  I didn’t know what I was going to see, or what time it was on.  However, I did choose to follow my intuition.

When I finally arrived 18 stops later in western London, I got off at the Underground and started up the escalators.   Today, as I was going up them I read the signs that were on the wall.  They were incredibly profound.  They read “Like is mediocre and watered down love.” “Do what you love!” and “Love what you do!”  For some reason, these words which are ads for Blackberry over here really hit me profoundly.  No, sorry Blackberry I did not want to go out and get your new phone, but you did manage to stir up some rather intense emotional feelings inside.

After getting my inner love all stirred up I walked out of the Underground, and was greeted by some passionate rapping Jesus promoters in the street.  They were singing about Jesus saving, and if you don’t accept you’re going to go to hell.  It’s funny, because a few years ago I was would have scoffed at these people thinking “Keep your preaching to yourself, and allow everyone else to have their own spiritual path.”  However, today I was enjoying the beat, and was reflecting how this was their passion and they were loving what they do.

This is It was a wonderful movie to watch!

I just smiled as I entered the movie theater across the street having zero clue as to the time.  I watched people buy tickets from the machine in front, and followed suit.  I’m getting really good at watching others do things first before attempting myself.  As it was my turn I pushed the button, and saw that there was a 1:30pm showing of Michael Jackson’s This is It movie.  Well, I didn’t know much about this, but something told me this would be an excellent movie to go see.

I grabbed my ticket still not even sure how close it was until 1:30pm, and headed up the escalators to the theater.  I saw the snack stand, and immediately had a hankering for some popcorn.  As I ordered my savory snacks I noticed the time on the digital clock above saying it was 13:39 which meant it was 1:39pm.  Oh, that meant my movie had already began.  I didn’t freak out.  I simply went with the flow, paid for my snacks and headed for movie theater 5 to watch my movie.

I had amazing timing!  The moment I sat down into my perfect isle seat the movie started right on cue.  It was as if everything was divinely orchestrated just for me.   Goosebumps, tears, foot tapping, and smiles emerged as I watched Michael’s final debut on the wide screen.  This man lived a very amazing life.  His music moved so many people, and connected so many generations/cultures.

One thing is for sure Michael is proof of someone who loved what he did.  He was passionate, and we reaped the benefits of all his hard work and tenacity.  This movie was inspiring to me.  I loved watching the interviews of the dancers and musicians who were able to live out their passion and dream with Michael.  It is such a huge reminder to “love what you do!”   At the end of the film they even end it with his famous looking up towards the heavens, arms wide open, and we are left knowing for sure that he lived his life demonstrating that love through his music!

When you hear the words from Michael saying “This is it” for the London tour, it just makes you think how he had an inner knowingness that he was going home.  I am reminded of my sons uncle who called 2 weeks prior to his death saying that he was going to leave his house and property to my boys.  He never had any children, and felt mine were like his.  He had zero clue in the physical form that he was going back home to the other side in just 2 weeks.  Much like Michael didn’t know that his “This is It” statement was so profound.

Yep, today was one of those wonderful days where you remember to take care of  yourself, and you take life inventory asking yourself “Am I doing what I love to do?  Or is it just watered down in the form of mediocre like?”  Life is too short to settle for anything less than passion and love!   Like I say on my radio show “Until next week…Go out and create more joy!”