Surrendering To The How

This week felt like a whirlwind of deadlines and distractions—things that needed to get done but didn’t quite fit with what I truly wanted to focus on. That’s a whole message in itself right there. Yet life sometimes hands us these moments where we’re pulled away from what we feel most aligned with, and it’s in a season where we have to show up anyway.

Sunday was a day that really hit me with that sense of disconnection. I felt a little alone and tender from journaling through some tough questions that were all about connection, it was definitely expanding my edges, making me feel a little out of sync with myself. I couldn’t quite find my center. So I changed my focus not to answering the questions but to what I was feeling. Letting the little girl in me know she was safe, she was seen, and she was not alone, even if it felt like it in the moment.

As I sat with it, I reminded myself, it’s okay to feel off. It’s okay to need moments of pause.

My reflections also showed me I had looped past this topic of connection/disconnection many times before. I’d been through the:

• When did it happen?

• Why did it happen?

• Who taught me this?

• What factors, beliefs, and ideas did I need to dismantle?

But here I was still feeling like I was behaving the same, and I couldn’t see why that was the case. I had somehow moved from the safe, shallow side of the pool — where I could easily touch the bottom— to the deepest end. And now the question was: how can I get back to safety without undoing all the progress I’ve made?

In that moment, I made the decision to step back, not to give up, but to lean into the fact that there is more freedom to be found in our lives when we learn to accept the boundaries and limitations we have. Yes, we are limitless beings, but true freedom comes from admitting we need help. Then receiving from God, who is actually limitless in power, sustains us and often the answers will surprise us. I have seen God give me the help I need at the right time—the people, the words, and so much more. So I prayed and handed it over to him.

My plan was to stay in bed and hide, cry, read, and write if the words came.

His plan — well it was quite different. First, what came was the natural feeling to reach out and ask a friend for their thoughts and guidance about what I was thinking and feeling. Next, God moved me to get to church. I was late, of course, and walked into a dark room filled with 600+ people and just so happened to sit in the same aisle as a new acquaintance. Synchronistic, if you ask me. She invited me to lunch. Our conversation was expansive. We shared everything from personal experiences to common interests. A day that started out with me feeling alone ended with me feeling like my cup as overflowing.

This may all sound mundane and perhaps it is. But prayers being answered, for me is such a mystical and supernatural experience and it has built in me a confidence and faith in God that I never had before.

Later, after I got home, I listened to the voice message my friend had left while I was in church. The downloads and reflections started coming in.

The pastor’s words from earlier that day about healing also had left a huge imprint on my heart.

"Patience is required in becoming. Patience paves the way to restoration. God never gives up in his patience toward us. Time is not a factor."

Those words reminded me that time is often just an illusion. We’re so quick to rush through life, striving to get to the next milestone, that we bypass some of the most important lessons along the way. God's patience with us is unhurried, and it's in that space of stillness and acceptance that we truly grow.

I journaled about the whole day and wrote that it was a demonstration of me surrendering to the how. Without realizing it, I had spent the whole day creating deeper connections—with myself, with God, and with friends.

I had successfully created a feeling of safety within myself, and all my progress remained intact. I wish I could have bottled that feeling of happiness and peace. I fell asleep that night feeling light as a feather.

It’s sad that sometimes we’re blind to the beauty in the mundane. Thinking that healing and connection have to come in grand, life-changing moments, something big and shiny pointing the way. It’s not about those dramatic events. It’s in the everyday life that we begin to experience shifts: the simple decisions to show up, to reach out, and to trust.

The healing happens not in some grand ceremony with an audience but in the little moments we take to lean in, to be vulnerable, and to receive the flow of what’s coming. That’s the magic of it all—showing up in the small things, day by day, creates lasting transformation.

This week as a lesson for me in how connection is not something we “find” outside of us—it’s something we create. Step by step, with every decision to show up for ourselves, for God, and for others. Sometimes, it’s as simple as saying yes to reaching out, doing the opposite of our initial thought or allowing ourselves to be vulnerable with someone else. It’s not always easy, but it’s always worth it.

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CHANNELED VISUAL:

“We are never too far from connection”

Two reaching hands — one cloaked in divine fabric, the other shadowed but still open — represent that moment of choosing to surrender to the how, to the calling of our soul, even before we feel fully ready.

The hand reaching up from shadow is your own humanity. The Divine hand reaching back is God saying, “Yes, I’ve always had you and especially now.”

That starburst of light? That’s the divine light within each of us, the reminder it never leaves and its a piece of the Divine within each of us. It shines brighter when we stop waiting to be perfect or for the perfect time. It’s leading our tribe to us, calling them in with every decision we make to receive instead of isolate.

The background — infinite cosmos — reminds us that connection is a soul contract, not a performance. We came here to remember.
To reclaim the light that was never lost, only hidden.

And the softly sketched faces in the background? They are the many people who will come into our lives. The impact we will have on each other when we stop trying to prove ourselves as worthy and simply receive. They whisper lovingly,

“We’ve been waiting for you to come home to yourself.”

Til next week friends,

Jamelah

The real glitch in the matrix, is living in the frequency of your dreams.