Walking my path back to wellness was anything but normal. Mysterious things happened to me—especially in Scotland. These unexplained events felt real. I just couldn’t rationally explain them. (For an example, see my blog post “Welcome home, Jane,” the Trees Whisper.) I eventually figured out what some of them meant. Others took longer—two decades later in the case of this tale.
My first trip to Scotland was in February 2002. I expected to be romanticized by the country and men in kilts. After two days, I concluded this trip was a bust. I hadn’t counted on the horror of driving on the other side of the road. Alone on a rainy Valentine’s night in Inverness, I decided I was done with this adventure. I committed to one more day before heading back to the States. One of the best decisions of my life.
On my last expected day of torture, the sun was out. The driving was easier. My spirits were lifted. I stopped at the Glenmorangie Distillery. As soon as I opened the door, a miracle happened. I had found my mystical Scotland. What happened? What was the key to unlocking my mystical Scotland? I shrugged my shoulders and basked in joy.
In 2022, this old fear returned on a plane to Scotland. I had not driven on the left side of the road for over 14 years. My protective ego started getting worried. Would I remember to stay to the left? Were my reflexes still good? My intuition responded, “Just drive slow and you will be fine.” Not much I could do at this point. Like in the past, I shrugged. This time I crossed my fingers.
I was careful and aware of my surrounding as I drove. The sun came out and I took a familiar deep breath of joy. Immediately, I was taken back to the Glenmorangie Distillery miracle. I had an aha moment. It was my terror of driving and disenchantment with my trip that was blocking me from connecting to my beloved Scotland. I smiled. I had found the key. Powerful message, I whispered.
Just like miracles, my mystical Scotland was always there. Fear and disappointment kept me from connecting to it. Heads up other anxieties! I’m driving on the left side of the road—or outside of my comfort zone—and expecting miracles daily. Best to move out of the way. This modern-day warrior carries a Scottish broadsword and she’s intent on loving life.
You can read other ways I sing my joy in Chapter 13 of You Heal You.