I have actually drafted a few posts related to all things ‘woo woo’, but have been slightly reluctant to post them- I guess mainly for fear of being labelled cuckoo and even worse, not believed. Since I am no longer cabin crew being slingshot across the world, I now have time to write, and I am fearless to share some of the the bizarre yet incredible stories from my travels, and journey, with you.
So what exactly does ‘woo woo’ mean? I actually just googled the precise definition [so 21st century here]- so here you go, for those not in the ‘woo woo’ know.
“Woo Woo; relating to or holding unconventional beliefs regarded as having little or no scientific basis, especially those relating to spirituality, mysticism, or alternative medicine”.
In a one sentence nutshell, mostly my friends and I. And yes, I even tried the alternative medicine but that is another story, for another time…
Having faith in all things woo woo is essentially, those of us on a spiritual path whether we chose to be on it or not. Often it is sought by prompts or circumstances in life that propel us towards discovering and learning these beliefs. Most of us, by bettering ourselves then wanting to share it with others in order to help create a better world. It all starts with us, right?
The story I wanted to share today, is one of ‘Surrender’. Since leaving my job, I have taken the opporunity to resdicover spiritual practises, and the art of ‘surrendering’ has repeatedly shown up in every book I have read, podcast I’ve listened to and affirmation I have stated. To give up, to surrender everything that is no longer serving you, in order to live a fulfilled and happier life.
“Surrender is to say ‘yes’ to life- and see how life suddenly starts working for you, rather than against you”- Ekhart Tolle
It was March 2017, an extremely unsettling period for me personally, and way more stressful when a whole can of wooopass opened on me after being rejected in a repulsive and very humiliating way [girl talk here- yes I was full on ‘ghosted’]. It cut deep, but I came to understand that it was purely because of the act itself and definitely nothing to do with the person. It triggered many issues about personal rejection, I didn’t even realise I had. And I can honestly say, this was the first time in my entire life- I prayed to an angel. That’s how much, the knife struck.
Throughout the year I questioned myself daily, how was my soul hurting this much.
During a layover to Kochi, India, I arrived at the hotel after flying through the night- tired, defeated and sick of feeling this way. Mentally and physically suffering. I was over it. Done. I had never been more over feeling this way than when i arrived to the hotel, flung myself on to the bed and cried noises i didn’t even know i could make in to my pillow. I was hurting. And nothing anybody said to me could make this feeling go away.
It was this exact moment, right here in this hotel room a million miles away from anywhere- i decided to change my mindset. I somehow through the tears found a meditation via YouTube to calm me down, and the meditation i happened to come across was all about ‘spiritual surrendering’. Giving up that which no longer serves you, releasing your pain, your sadness- to simply, let go. Rather apt, for the current situation I was in.
I did, exactly as the meditation instructed. I cried out- ‘I surrender’. I surrender! Take this hurt away from me. I choose happiness! Not this. I literally, had my hands up in the air towards the heavens like some crazed woman, crying, shouting- I mean- I didn’t even worry about the possibility that all the crew in the next rooms could hear me. I just went for it. Because I had to. I had nothing left to lose, either carry on feeling like utter garbage daily or make myself better.
Now do you see why i titled the post all things ‘woo woo’? I know, it sounds crazy. But i was crazy enough to want to do anything to change how i was feeling at that time.
And this, is where the story gets rather interesting.
After performing my little surrender outburst show, i fell in to a deep sleep as we had flown through the witching hours of the night. Arranging to meet the crew after a few hours downstairs to sightsee the city, i came down to the lobby [and clearly a lot more refreshed now after my little, um…experience!]. We met our Tour Guide for the day, and i just froze on the spot as I caught sight of his name badge.
The tour guides name? ‘Surender’.
Now, i dont know about you- but i haven’t met anybody called Surender before, nor have i since. This was the moment that changed everything for me, all the lights had been switched on. It was the start of my awakening to this world, and to myself! A lesson to trust, to have faith and to believe, no matter your situation. It was the only sign I needed in the world, to let me know, that this is all real, and I had been heard.
I usually share tales of my travels on here, but this is the first one that is more personal- but I hope it can inspire you somewhat too, as it did to me. To believe, to trust, and we can overcome anything.
