The first time I was on-call, I never had to go. At the time, I had a job that I wasn’t thrilled about anymore. I had very little preference either way if I had to go to work or go to jury duty. Jury duty almost felt like an interesting diversion compared to work. At least it was something different. Maybe I would learn something. I was totally open to the experience. It never happened.
Now, 3 years later, my life is very different. I do work I love. I stay home with my son. I do as I please. Also, I’ve seen enough of the justice system to no longer view any of it as an interesting diversion. On top of that, I have been feeling so free that even the IDEA that they could tell me I HAD to be there was a bit annoying to me. Where is my freedom, America? My British friend reminded me that America is not free. Well, I knew that.
So, the procedure is that the week you are on call for jury duty, you call each night after 6pm to see if your special number has been selected for the following day. I dutifully called Sunday and Monday nights and was so relieved to be FREE the next day. Yahoo! Wow, did I appreciate my daily life then. Thanks, jury duty.
Last night, as I was hanging out at the park with my kid and a number of friends, I felt really resistant to and nervous about making that phone call. The recording was long. Many numbers were called and, BAM… my number was the last one. Shit. Even as I made the call, I had such a weird feeling. I’m not sure if I was intuiting that I would be called or if my weird (fearful?) feeling manifested it. Or both. Either way, all my resistance paid off in manifestation. (What we resist, persists.)
I was bummed. My kid was bummed. (He likes to be with his mama.) I tried to make the best of it. We got pizza last night so there would be easy leftovers in the house while I was gone. I tried to think of jury duty as a mission. Maybe my special energy was needed there somehow. But I could feel I was not buying it. I felt sad about being stuck with what I viewed as a distasteful responsibility BY LAW. I did a little bit of feel good cover up, but I knew how I really felt. And then it sort of leaked into other areas of my life and I felt sad and alone last night.
In general, because I am surrendered to LIFE, I am taken care of and goodness manifests for me. Also, I believe in the inherent goodness and benevolence of the Universe. So, I had to believe in that here. I was feeling challenged, however. Luckily for me, I must have enough vibrational clout built up that I am still taken care of even when I am feeling a bit low.
When I woke up, my dear friend Natalie Chalmers had responded sagely (as per usual) to my message to her that I would be at jury duty in the morning. She gently chatted with me, providing another perspective and invitations to view the situation differently (as I would for someone else, right?). I can’t even remember her sage advice now. Well, she is a great mentor… hire her and you’ll find out. I remember we laughed. She kept suggesting I shower. I felt that was unnecessary and that perhaps being a scoch unkempt might be to my advantage. (Who wants an unkempt astrologer on their jury?)
As a result of the time spent chatting with Natalie, I could feel that my vibe had raised. While we were chatting, I also received a sweet message that made me feel good. More vibe raisage. (What, you have never heard of that word?) I did not shower. I ran out of time. But I felt better going into the experience.
As I drove through downtown Olympia at 7:15am, I noticed how quiet and cute it was. I am not sure I’ve driven through at that time before. I appreciated. When I got there, although they had warned of parking, there were an abundance of spaces. Thanks, Uni. I knew you’d take care of me. As I walked in, I smiled at people who smiled right back. When I got in line, I was absolutely giddy. I can’t explain it. I guess I surrendered? It did almost feel like energy work. That happens sometimes. The guy working there commented on how happy I was. I always feel for people in those jobs. It feels good to be sweet to them.
I filled out the paperwork. (Easy.) I got a pamphlet explaining jury duty. (Thanks… my 7-year-old unschooled child had asked. This will help me explain it.) I checked Facebook. I’d been in a conversation with someone who was having trouble “getting rid of” negative thoughts. I had suggested to embrace them instead of getting rid of them. I was asked for clarification. At that moment, all I could offer was “what you resist persists. I know. I’m at jury duty. I resisted it. More later…” And I had a good laugh at that.
Soon, the nice man got up and told us about the facilities and what would happen, etc. etc. Then he said they had too many people and if anyone had a pressing need to leave, please let him know. So, I went up and asked to leave. Ask for what you want, right? This has been a big message lately. Only about 6 of us in a room of hundreds took him up on his offer. I was surprised more people didn’t ask. I started by telling him I was a single mom and had to leave my unschooled child at home with my elderly mother. (True.) Within three minutes, they let me go. I asked if I had to keep calling in. Nope. You are free.
I was there a total of 20 minutes.
Resistance acknowledged. Vibe raised. Resistance dropped. Good energy. Happy result.
I felt such happiness. Such relief. Such freedom. It felt like Bashar’s Rubber Band Analogy… Basically, the degree to which you have resistance, when it is released, is the degree to which you will catapult towards something better.
As events progressed today, I felt very taken care of by the Universe. I felt my vibration get a happy little jolt that will make my life so much better. I got a learning experience for my child. I was so HAPPY and GRATEFUL to see him when I got home. We still have pizza! Who knows what all those people got from my giddy smiles at the courthouse. And maybe even you who are reading this story (thank you!), will get something out of it. The Universe is very efficient. It works wonders on many levels. All benevolent. Trust Life.