This morning I was driving out of my neighborhood headed to my pilates reformer class, and as I turned the corner I saw a large puddle of water slightly rippling against the black asphalt. Now if this was not curious enough the fact that the water had puddled into the shape of a heart was!
 
I had to stop the car to crane my neck out the window to be sure. Yep, there it was, a puddle of water right in the middle of the road shaped as perfectly as anyone could draw a heart. Wow! Now how did that happen I wondered? Interesting, why? I quickly new it was God reminding me to go to my heart.
 
You see, I had woken up feeling yucky. I was fighting my emotions for the drivers seat and just wanted to get to my pilates reformer class as soon as possible so my mind would quiet down. I knew once my breath kicked into gear with my body, a given in pilates, a shift would occur and my mind and body would fluidly flow in tandem and my emotions would have to take a rest.
 
But it was this heart shaped puddle of water that instantly, and I mean instantly took me out of the chatter of my emotional mind and into my heart. I instantly giggled and shouted out loud “Thank you God, you are awesome!” I felt my energy lift, my mind relax, my breath fill my lungs and restore my body to wholeness and the sun seemed brighter. I was happy and felt blessed without a care to tend to!
 
For me, God speaks in many ways and always in a way that I can understand without a doubt. Did pilates meet my expectations of transitioning me into a better state of being for the day? The answer is of a precarious nature because pilates can either throw me into a state of bliss or catatpult me to another planet where I am unable to stop myself from crashing into a wall where blood sugar does not exist. I reach for my my balance spray and beg my body to restore itself now. In this scenario, it does shortly but not without that initial panicstriken struggle. The morning moves into afternoon and I feel thankful I have a body that allows me to exercise so intensely.
 
But the puddle of water instantly set the tone of my day to that of a state of bliss before I even had a chance to walk into the studio and hook my arms and legs into that medevil looking aparatus they call a reformer. The most fascinating and tantilizing part is, on this particular day, the class would definitely had sent me to that hard walled state of mind that gobbles up all my brain cells and any awareness that perhaps bliss does exist. It was this perfect placement of a puddle of water shaped like a heart that put me in the state of mind I unknowling would need to even take the class. It was a difficult class.
 
It still makes me smile and feel overwhelmed with thankfullness of the great wonders of that I can’t touch but know in my heart to be real.
 
I invite you to look for signs of God working wonder in your life. It just might change your state of mind.
 
With faith, hope, love and inspiration,
Hailey