A Calling?

I may have had a calling...when I do my guided meditation with BelleRuth, I have a very specific place that I've been building for several years. I start off walking down the beach, towards a house that is set back just a bit, but not too far. I go up the steps onto the wide porch and get into the blue striped hammock. There's a cushy pillow there.

First BelleRuth tells us to look around. The porch is wide, with gray painted floor boards. I can see some beach umbrellas down the beach aways, some dark clouds behind the hill on my right. And now I see Hamlet trotting up to the porch - he jumps up and lays beside me with his "arms" on my chest. He blinks his eyes at me the way cats do. I can see a ship way out on the ocean, and every once in awhile some dolphins come up for air.

Then we smell the air - you can smell the ocean of course. Not much going on here, which is how I like it. It just smells clean. And I can smell the rain coming.

Then I feel the breeze on my skin, it's warm, but not hot, and not at all humid.

Then we listen. I can hear the waves crashing on the beach. I hear the grass rustling in the breeze. Hamlet is purring, kneading my stomach. I can hear some rumbling thunder in the distance, and things cloud up a bit more. A storm is coming. I can hear the seagulls.

This was it for a long time. Then recently I added the sound of little kids laughing off in the distance. And when I did that my heart sort of seized up and tears came to my eyes. I think it's a sign. I think I'm supposed to do something with kids. This isn't the first time I've had this idea, of course, but something about that thought has been speaking to me for days.

Need to think on it some more.