I just spent the last few days doing what felt like spring cleaning… where everything is scoured over and evaluated for future destinies.

Why spring cleaning when it’s almost fall? Because this is when I went back to Toronto to pick up some of my stuff. And as it happened to unfold, I didn’t have a choice over what I was going to take or how I was going to pack it; as a result I don’t have a lot of things I was looking for, and a lot of things I need, but you can’t always direct every part of your life play.

Sometimes somebody else directs, and you just play your role as best you can.

Turns out that despite a back-and-forth conversation over the past three weeks regarding how I was going to pick up my personal stuff, Wil packed all my belongings up in boxes and dropped them off by the street where my Dad and I loaded them into a truck.

And… well, there were pros and cons to this scenario. A few days ago it looked like I was going to be drowning in just the cons, so I’m only going to look at the pros now.

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Next week I’m going back to Toronto to move out my personal belongings from the place I shared with my husband, Wil, for over 15 years.

In some ways, it’s scary. In other ways, it’s sad.

And in still other ways, it’s inspiring. I’m moving on with my life, following my heart, following my dreams. And I need to close that part of my life in order to fully move on.

For the past several years, Wil and I bred cats; the world’s smallest cat breeds, Abitibi and Algonquin (which we developed ourselves) and Singapuras (the world’s smallest recognized breed).

A big part of me will be missing those cats, because I really loved each and every one of them. I loved watching them be born, and I loved helping to raise them. The hardest part was selling them to new owners, but it was made easier because they always loved the cats as much as we did.

There’s only one of those cats that I want to bring back with me, though. My gut instinct tells me she’s my soulmate cat, and she’s been with me many, many times over the years (at least 3 and possibly 4 or more just in this life).

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Barry and I interviewed Hay House author and psychic Sonia Choquette yesterday for Masters of the Secret. She’s the author of Soul Lessons and Soul Purpose: A Channeled Guide to Why You Are Here.

Here’s a full-length one-hour episode of a show called Bridging Heaven and Earth featuring Sonia:

It was touch and go for awhile, because the first time we were supposed to interview her in June, we were given the wrong phone number to reach her on. At the time, Barry and I were living 3,000 miles apart, so he was going to play by Hay House’s wishes and call Sonia on her author’s line, then 3-way her into the live call.

Unfortunately that didn’t work, because we had another author’s phone number, so the call was a wash. Our community had a field day with that one: the psychic who didn’t know we had the wrong number.

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Yeah, yeah, think positively and everything will work out.

That’s what we’ve been taught our whole lives in the personal development arena. “Be an optimist”, “See the glass as half full”, “Never have a negative thought”.

Then quantum physics discoveries come along, and we start to learn about Universal Laws and the power of emotions.

It’s not about happy thoughts, it’s about the happiness itself.

It’s not “Think and Grow Rich”, it’s “Feel and Grow Rich”. It’s not “The Power of Positive Thinking”, it’s “The Power of Emotions”.

And it seemed like Rhonda Byrne knew all that when she created the movie (and then the book) ‘The Secret’; but apparently that’s not the case.

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Yesterday I was from Toronto, Canada… today I’m from Southern Oregon. 3,000 miles and 3 time zones away.

Not to mention a different country.

How does that work?

Well, it was only a matter of time. My life has been changing, and moving forward. My values, my goals, my mission in life has been moving in one direction, while my husband Wil’s has been moving the other way.

It’s like we spent years walking along a path together until we finally reached a fork in the road, and I knew that I was meant to take one route while he took the other.

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