Joni drives to Anaheim (April 2008)

Oh boy friends this is a newsletter about how it feels to be human and have lots and lots of very unpleasant fears!!! I am very blessed because I seem to saunter through life most of the time, and am not that affected by many things. (Maybe I just don’t know what’s going on!) But there are a few things that most definitely ruffle my feathers and I just had one amazing experience I wanted to share with you.

A few years ago, I decided to stop driving. I thought: “Life is short and I don’t think driving is fun. My mind is on higher things so I will just attract wonderful rides every where I go!” And that is exactly what happened! Now of course, I drive around here and go to local classes/clients, do errands, etc., but the big freeway trips I gave up entirely.

Then one day I woke up and “the spirit guides” told me: “Drive to Montecito!!!!!!!” I said: “Wha….????”  So I called my awesome friend Dorene and said “Do, pack your stuff; we are going Montecito!” and thus began my new driving adventures.
Next I drove to Del Mar and I will officially say that all these driving experiences were way easier than I had anticipated.

Now comes the challenging part of this story. I had purchased a ticket to see Bruce Springsteen down in Anaheim only with the knowledge that I would be riding with a friend. Well, he had to cancel and suddenly I was faced with the proposition of driving there alone! This was way out of my comfort zone!!! A breezy easy drive on a sunny Sunday afternoon to Del Mar was one thing, but when I talked with a gal at the Honda Center, she told me they were expecting 86,000 people that night with the Angels game too! So I sat there and cried over the phone!  (You see I really really really do not like to drive!).

I was approached by a private phone client saying that she was coming to Los Angeles and she would like to come over for a private session that night. I said no. I dug in my heels and convinced myself to do this.

Well I have an amazing client that gives me these great psychiatric expressions. Here’s one: Anticipatory Anxiety. Oh boy did I have that one. I guess the bottom line was: I thought I would get there, but I would get lost and never come home. That was the bottom fear. Yikes.

So as the time approached I got more and more stressed. I gave myself 4 hours to get to Anaheim and  had 10 of my friends praying for me.

This is what happened: there was absolutely NO traffic during rush hour (hey I had 10 people praying!), I got there in 40 minutes and waited 3 hours for the concert to begin!!! I was so exhausted that I enjoyed it the best I could, and having parked facing the freeway entrance, got home in another 40 minutes.

What is the moral of this story? Way too much Anticipatory Anxiety and way too little TRUST!

Affirm often:
I am ONE with the Power that created me and forever I rest in the Everlasting Arms.

Sincerely, Joni

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