“You don’t need to call an electrician.” That was the surprising, unsolicited, and simple guidance from my Akashic Records the other day.
“Hmm. I wonder why they are chiming in about something so mundane,” was my first response.
Then I pushed back a bit, “So, how am I going to get these outlets fixed without an electrician?”
While I was at our first Akashic retreat, my friends and houseguests were here during a thunderstorm and power outage. When the lights came back on, the three electrical outlets on the kitchen peninsula didn’t work. Not seeing a GFI in the kitchen, they flipped circuits in the breaker box downstairs without luck. I didn’t fare any better when I got home.
“Call your neighbor,” replied my Records.
So I did. I left message for the folks two doors down, remembering that he is quite the fix-it person. And a few hours later, his wife left a voicemail suggesting I see if I have a GFI in the garage like they do. Turns out I have one there too, but it didn’t help.
The next day I asked a friend if she liked her new electrician, but never actually got a phone number. Later I talked to another fix-it friend who said he’d look at things when they come to dinner nearly a week later. That seemed a bit long to wait, but I still didn’t get the sense that an electrician was really the answer.
Then this morning my next-door neighbor and I began chatting as we brought in trash and recycling cans.
“We lost power for about half an hour,” she affirmed. “And if your kitchen outlets aren’t working, try the GFI in the dining room.”
“The dining room?” I replied, wondering aloud why there’s one in there, rather than three in the peninsula around the kitchen sink, or any in the bathrooms.
“Yes, the dining room,” she replied. “And the one for the master bath is just outside that door in the dressing area.”
She was right, of course. I flipped the GFI in the dining room, plugged the coffee pot back in where it belongs, and called to say thanks.
Then, that’s when it hit me — this lively and fun conversation is why I didn’t need to call an electrician.
“That’s right,” my Records confirmed. “And it’s why the outlets went out in the first place.”
“Huh? Why didn’t you just suggest that I call and chat with her?” I asked.
“And what would you talk about?” they replied.
It’s a good point. I don’t really know her well enough to just call with no exact purpose. But by the end of this call, we found a reason to get together once her daughter leaves next week.
So, what’s the point of all of this?
Well, often guidance comes through the Records on big things, you bet. How do I clear my part of this pattern in my family? What’s the best way for me to handle a situation with this client?
And, it also can come through on small things too – if we ask for it.
You see, I’ve told my higher self that I want to live a life that allows us to experience who she is/we are physically on this physical planet. And in making that request, I have opened to guidance about the small things in life – the small things that make everyday life more meaningful, and more interesting.
And, a little magical.
True, I could have been more diligent and sat down, opened my Records formally and asked why my first call to a neighbor didn’t bring a helpful answer. And, maybe I “should” have. The situation would likely have been resolved before my friends headed home.
But, the outlets weren’t a big inconvenience to them, nor to me. And the extra couple of days allowed my frustration over the lack of kitchen GFI outlets to shift to curiosity. Then, once I finally pushed the GFI reset in the dining room, I was just glad to have one somewhere.
And besides, I might not have had this fun chat with my new neighbor, which is the highlight of this whole thing.
The simple things in life . . . can be a little magical. And a little simple guidance can be too.
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