In 1980 I would drive from Calabasas High School to Encino to get coconut frozen yogurt at lunch -- and get back just in time for Chemistry with Mr. Rosen. God, I hated Chemistry. Man, I loved that frogurt.
Now, 36 years later (!!) the frozen yogurt craze has hit the East Coast (or "Back East" as we called it in the Valley), and yours truly got to celebrate my 51st birthday yesterday with my 5 chickens with, yes, you guessed it, coconut frozen yogurt. It wasn't until the woman helping us recommended I taste the coconut that I got the sychronicity and laughed out loud. I was tasting peanut butter, cake batter and oreo and she was like, "The coconut is reallllly good." "Oh M Gee," I thought, "I ate and LOVED LOVED LOVED this **** 36 years ago in the Valley and here I am, eating it again in my new town - Barrington, Rhode Island." And not only am I eating it, but eating it in a frogurt place that is painted happy pink and green with polka dots everywhere. Pink and green (and purple) are my favorite colors and if I had a nickel for everything I have with polka dots, I'd be able to buy you all a frogurt every day for a year.
The Universe has knocked itself out in this town for me, delivering everything I have been putting into my vibrational escrow for decades. The street lights. The town hall. The wide beautiful streets. The stone walls. The people - oh my, the people. Nicest. Ever. A BFF one could only dream of (soul sister from the first moment). A group of kick *** smart, happy, funny, authentic, inspiring Sisters with whom I can laugh, connect, kvetch and celebrate. The schools. The bike path (like ACK but I like it even better). The restaurants. The coffee shops. The little small town market with delicious free coffee and great local eats (in the town next door). The yard sales. The school bus. The bus drivers with whome I am now friends on FB. The kind neighbors. The neighborhood kiddos. The beach concert. The beach. The community. The Y. The runners, walkers and bikers who happily pass by our new white castle all day and night. The short drive to my alma mater which makes me so happy to this day, and the myriad of fun places in Providence perfect for a date with my handsome husband. I can't stop myself, but I will . . . .
My point? Keep wishing. Keep hoping, Keep dreaming. The Universe is taking note and creating it for you NOW - and putting it in your vibrational escrow. Until that moment when it will all unfold, magically. At the perfect time. Everything in its perfect time. People will call you an "overnight success," but you will know - you will smile to yourself as you acknowledge, "I've been dreaming this, creating this, my whole life. And now here it is. This is just what I asked for . . . complete with coconut frozen yogurt."