Sometimes in life

Sometimes in life we forget that everything leading up to this moment, was perfect for the direction we want go. Lately I have had a sense of not being grounded, and not utilizing my time wisely. There have been so many signs, and synchronicity that I would brush aside that were trying to tell me to pause and realize. It got to a critical point tonight while I was at an art class. I don't paint that much, but I love art, and play music. This night I was detached in what I was painting, and it felt like there was a fog over what I saw, heard, and felt. I just couldn't shake the feeling.
At the end of the night when everyone was leaving, I was asked by the shop owner to stay for a bit to chant. The shop is a spiritual center of art and healing, and the woman who owns it, to me, is that higher aspect of myself being reflected back at me. When I feel in a fog, she knows, and she listens, when I am ready to speak. So we began to chant, and again I didn't feel connected to my voice, I couldn't even put my head up. I had to talk about what I was feeling. I told her that lately I have felt disconnected, and ungrounded, and got into talking about what may be the cause of it. I was having trouble still living at home with my parents, and not having a job. Those things were brought to the surface and looked over.
In my life, and in the unfolding of it, I have asked to grow. I have asked to understand, to feel, to guide, and to love unconditionally. Because I asked, aspects of my life unfolded around the passion to give. Little synchronization's that tied together beautifully created a perfect scenario for all aspirations to manifest.
What had happened was I had forgotten that all the things I was feeling, were in part, a piece of the puzzle of creating the life I asked for. A life of giving, creating, teaching, and loving from the heart. Every time something didn't go right, so it seemed, I forgot to see it as a point of learning, and growth. So when we got to talking she reminded me, in a way that was given to me by destiny, that everything was okay, and at what seemed like the cusp of a breakdown, the universe answered. The events played out in the ways it should of. The visions were there again, and fog went away.
I have again come to realize that those things we ask of the universe (God) are answered, and sometimes in confusing but perfect ways. The more we long to give and understand not only ourselves but others, the more we are given obstacle for us to overcome to grow even closer to that sense of oneness will all. The potential of growth is infinite, and steps we have to take are laid out. The passion to continue is decided by us, and the amount we are willing to receive the light, and give the light. I have no idea where life will take me, but I do know that with a clear vision, a passion to learn and grow, and a sense of giving to other to support universal oneness, everything will take place as it should. Even if the fog returns, we all have those moments, and can only choose to continue.