Sometimes it takes what it takes to trust our intuition and find our own ways.
August 2015 I found myself in the lovely and cheerful Brighton, England. Within days of my arrival I stumbled into a beauty salon inquiring about massage and next thing I knew I was renting an adorable treatment room in the basement offering Craniosacral Therapy treatments and Angel Card Readings. It kind of blew my mind.
My intuition was nudging me to approach it with gentleness, ease and to honor the wisdom of my own rhythm and timing. Yet there was this other part of me that felt pulled by what “other people” were doing – a sense of urgency, competition and hustle.
One afternoon, one of the gals at the salon asked me for help in handing out promotional fliers to passerby’s outside the salon. I reluctantly obliged. To my surprise, I felt my entire body freeze in terror and paralysis. And when I attempted it again the next day (this time with my own promotional fliers) I was in even more distress.
Don’t get me wrong, there were plenty of helpful, lucrative suggestions from my salon-mates that did indeed work albeit feeling uncomfortable. Yet for whatever reason, something about that manner of promoting myself just incited this lock down of my entire system. I literally could not move forward with it.
So what did I do? I kept trying to push through. And then I took a step back and sought to forget about it for a while.
One morning something fresh arose within my consciousness. What if I continued to hand out promotional materials but rather with a bit of a different intention and spin? So, I gathered a stack of my business cards and got started with an idea.
I had bought some flowers and then collected various positive affirmations and kind statements. I then proceeded to write inspiring messages or affirmations on each of my cards and further attached a flower to it. Then I stood outside and handed these offerings to people walking by.
The sensation and response was incredibly different to say the least! People were attentive, appreciative and receptive. They were also touched and thankful. Often, it didn’t matter to rattle off a business spiel nor hard-sell them on my services. Whether or not they even followed through with an appointment was irrelevant. I just wanted them to feel good, hopeful and loved. And since that’s essentially what my business is about anyway, now they knew firsthand. And I barely even breathed a word.
Another time I arrived at the salon early in the morning to meet a new client for a Craniosacral Therapy session. The woman was already present and waiting when I arrived. I also noticed that my salon-mate in the room next to mine, a massage therapist, was already with a client herself. I could hear the soft, soothing music that accompanied her sessions drifting out from underneath the door.
I quietly brought my new client into my office. The walls of the room had a soft pink glow, nicely complementing the rosy shaded sheet covering my treatment table. There was a warm, comforting feeling present. My client and I exchanged some initial pleasantries about ourselves and eventually the subject shifted to what brought her in today.
Suddenly it dawned on us both that a mistake had been made. The woman in my office was actually meant to be the client of the massage therapist next door – a session she had prepaid for via Groupon. And the person in my colleagues’ office was of course meant to be my early morning client. We laughed in disbelief. Since my colleague was already well into her massage appointment, it didn’t feel appropriate to interrupt.
“Well, would you like to have a Craniosacral session anyway?” I asked the woman in my office.
Even though I had been earlier experiencing some stressful musings about my finances and building up my business, I knew in my heart I wanted to offer the session free of charge. The session proceeded beautifully and I shared with her tales of my recent travels and personal awakenings. She revealed some of her own recent brushes with spiritual growth and recommended a book I might like. When we concluded I graciously thanked her, offered a discounted future session and then briefly stepped out. Later when I returned, I saw she had left me an appreciative note and … had paid me anyway.
Never underestimate the wisdom of your own heart and way. It may not make sense nor look practical or even seem traditionally successful. BUT if you could dare to lean on my faith, I assure you there’s a gold mine just beckoning to be discovered. And regardless of riches or treasures, the best and most valuable part of that gold mine is You.