Dear Friends,

Everything is connected.  Everything is dancing.  This week I was reminded of how fluid life can be -- how much like beautiful choreography we find ourselves in, fluid, flowing, one thing moving into the the next, without thought, without interruption.

Early last week, I agreed to work as a consultant for a new wellness center to open in the fall.  The woman I'll be working for reminded me of the Chinmaya Mission, a center for Vedantic studies in Cranbury, NJ -- a place that we'd want to contact in our efforts to find interesting presenters for the new facility.

On Friday, dressed in jeans and a comfy sweater, driving in the car, my son Gabriel was excitedly telling me about the show "Storm Chasers," which he was watching in science.  After I dropped him off at a friend's house, turning toward home, I saw a full rainbow over Cranbury.  I decided to run home, grab my camera, and become a "rainbow chaser"! I saw it as a good omen, in this time of fluctuation and change for many of the people in my life. 

I followed an inner prompting to go to Cranbury-Neck road, knowing there are wide field scapes there -- good for photographing a full rainbow.  Instead, when I got to Cranbury, I found the rainbow gone. I was a little perplexed, but decided that since I was on the road that the Chinmaya Mission was on, I would see this as a prompting to stop by.  I got there just in time to meet Swami Shantananda before he retired to his quarters.

I had no plans to meet a holy man that day.  Or to hear, from one of his devotees, how his life was transformed through studying with the swami, whom he considers his guru. But it was a blessed turn of events.  I didn't care about the rainbow at all!  Instead of a photograph, I found a swami -- a being whom one could call a rainbow in disguise -- and one I would not have to chase down but would find in Cranbury at any time! And what a great omen to start my work for a wellness center:  a rainbow chase and a guru, all inspired by a simple conversation in a car about school. 

In moments like these, it's obvious to me that we're not the ones dreaming up our reality but are dancers in a larger choreography.  Oh, to stay in that awareness 24/7! If anything, these moments remind me to follow those inner promptings, because they are, indeed, the promptings of a Master Choreographer!

With blessings of the fluidity of life, & the bounty of spring's offerings,

Cynthia