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How to combat the feeling of doom.

Writer's picture: Katie QueueKatie Queue

If you do not ask, you do not receive! 


How are you doing? 


Is everything ok? 


This month I want to share with you a story about Prayer. 


Lately, I’ve been having an innate feeling that something is about to happen, like in some weird way, my life is about to change in quite a big way. Of course that is completely relative depending on how you measure such changes, but my nervous system has been picking something up that my mind cannot yet conceive. 


Old friends don’t feel the same anymore, old hobbies don’t feel as interesting and old conversations seem so centred around catastrophe and an impending doom. My tastes have changed, yet my new ones haven’t quite sunk in yet! What the hell is happening? Am I hitting a mid-life crisis I didn’t know about? Or is it literally a shift in consciousness and a redirection in what pleases me and what doesn’t? I guess only time will tell. 


The last couple of evenings, I’ve been restless. My health is fine and there is nothing too demanding on my schedule to promote such an ambiguous change in motion, so I decided to do some praying. Something I am a little ‘On and off’ with, but something regular enough to know what I’m doing. To be fair, it is a personal state, so there is no right or wrong. 


As I lay in bed, unable to rest from this tension of either excitement or nerves, I can’t quite figure out the emotional landscape of this to be honest, I put my hands together and just before I closed my eyes to connect to my higher self, I was reminded of these two rather, stubborn and declining plants that have been stood at the bottom of my bed. Their steady decline and refusal to either bloom nor grow for well over a year and a half, has had me worried and considering whether it is time for the plant graveyard. 


My attention went to Prayer. I asked for a sign, I said, ‘Show me a sign, that what I am feeling is true, that I am about to grow and expand and my life is about to change in a really good way! Please!’. As I uncoiled my grasped hands, I turned to my left and turned my lamp off. 


At 5.30am I stirred and felt ready to get up. The morning was still dark and it was a little cool, as I like to sleep with all of the windows open. As I turned my lamp on, my eyes were in an unbelievable delight. The two plants, that not even seven hours ago I was considering for the trash, had suddenly and unbelievably grown not only new stems but a whole set of new leaves. Something that actually should take a week minimum. How can two dying plants all of a sudden deliver such beautiful new stems with a whole set of new leaves, in the dark (No photosynthesis here!) in seven hours? I then remembered my prayer. I had asked for a sign that I was about to grow and here I was, looking at the impossible. Looking at two dying plants come back to life with even new opportunities at life attached to them. 


If you do not ask, you do not receive! 


I love you,


Katie  x


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