Twenty-two years ago this month, I spoke out publicly - in the courtroom and on Good Morning America. I was the subject of multiple news articles, and my story made the front page of The Washington Post.
I entered 2004 with a clear intention. After years of physical pain following a violent assault and having given birth to our daughter, I was determined to reclaim my personal power and wholeness.
On an early winter morning in January of that year, I lit a candle, and said aloud with conviction “this is my year of strength.” Two days later, I received a phone call from Detective Newsome. “Got a call two days ago from the state prison in West Virginia,” he said. “There’s been a DNA match for your case.”
It had been 14 years - my assailant had finally been identified.
I’ve always loved the quote by W. H. Murray:
Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, . . . the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too.
I’m thinking of all this now - partly because it’s November, but also because there’s been an energetic shift this past week, and I’m feeling it deeply - feelings of hope, of possibility, and of gratitude. It’s a reminder that our thoughts, our intentions, and our focus are powerful tools. And I sense the rising of that inner voice encouraging attentiveness in moving forward – keeping focused on what’s desired, not what’s feared. Time to keep our chins up and our intentions loving and positive.
Miracles are always in our midst. Pay attention.