I live about an hour or so from New York City.
I’ve been there many, many times, but I don’t know my way around and navigating the city solo is pretty intimidating to me.
When I was younger and prekids I’d go into the city a few times a year. Now I might go once a year.
But whenever I go, I am normally with friends who know the city well, and I just follow their lead.
About two weeks ago I found myself presented with the opportunity to go see Marie Forleo speak at the Hammerstein Ballroom.
I jumped on the chance. And I went alone.
I took a train in to Grand Central.
I enjoy the train ride.
I love Grand Central Station. It’s so majestic and beautiful and full of people from all walks of life. I could spend a whole day there just watching people.
Maybe I’ll do that someday.
Anyway, once I get to Grand Central I’m lost. I don’t know where to go.
And forget the subway. That is SO intimidating to me.
On another note, I’ve got some stuff going on in my life right now that is really challenging. And I find myself looking for opportunities to do things that are uncomfortable just to keep proving to myself that I can handle hard stuff and that there is nothing I can’t get through.
So when I got to the city to see Marie Forleo, I decided to walk from Grand Central to the Hammerstein Ballroom.
It was a little stressful but mostly exciting and interesting and just… fun.
I loved being in the city alone and walking and seeing so many different types of people.
Then a couple days ago on Wednesday I went to the city with Number 4 for her birthday (and mine).
Her birthday is on the 17th and mine is on the 18th.
(This will be important in a minute).
This was a last minute decision. The night before we were going to play hookie and go shopping in downtown Westport and Number 4 changed her mind unexpectedly and asked if we could go into the city instead.
So we did.
And something happened when we were there.
We were shopping in Brandy Melville — her favorite clothing brand and the reason for the trip into NYC — and she was trying on some clothes. She was in a fitting room that she was given by an employee.
And I was sitting across from where she was changing in an open changing room.
She wanted me to be in there with her so I could see what everything looked like.
She’d come out and show me each outfit.
Remember I told you we didn’t plan to go into the city until late the night before? And remember I told you Number 4’s birthday is on the 17th and mine is the 18th?
Well I looked up when she was trying on her clothes, and I noticed something.
THAT IS A SIGN.
So I was in NYC on September 9th.
I was in the city again on September18th.
And then you know what happened on September 18th on my way into the city on the train?
The Mel Robbins Show called me to confirm they wanted me to come tape a segment on the show (I don’t really know what she is going to talk to me about and I don’t even know if my segment is alone or with some other people.
But you know where she films her show?
NEW YORK CITY.
So on the 24th, I’ll be on the train to Grand Central again.
It will be the third time in two weeks.
Something is drawing me to New York City.
I don’t know what it is or why yet.
I don’t know what I am supposed to discover there.
But the Universe keeps sending me there and then sending me signs once I get there.
I’m not really a city girl.
I like grass and space and roads with no traffic lights and I’d be pretty psyched if I could go two or three days without coming into contact with any humans at all.
But I love walking in the city. I love the diversity and the sounds and the smells and just the overall atmosphere. And I find myself wanting to spend more and more time there.
I don’t know what it is the Universe is trying to tell me.
And I don’t know if Tuesday is the day I’m going to figure that out or if Tuesday there will just be another sign in the city for me.
But either way, I’ve got my eyes wide up.
And I’m ready to receive what comes my way.