What Are Universal Karmic Payouts?

Originally posted on Jul 16, 2020 on medium.com/@shamandao

Photo by Micheile Henderson on Unsplash

Every mother has an intuition about their children, but my Mom has that extra oomph. Like will.i.am said, I got it from my Mamma. I got most of my extrasensory gifts from my Mamma. Her advanced intuition would rival any psychic medium on this planet, but it’s something she’s never surrendered to. Mainly, she’s never accepted it. So when I began accepting money from her without any push back a couple of years ago, my Mom knew I wasn’t making the same mortgage money as I used to as a healer.

My parents wanted me to be financially secure and stable with a nine to five job. When I gave up that world, disappointment vibrated from their inner souls. They never needed to say anything, I could feel it.

“Who pays you?” my Mom would jokingly ask when I would tell her I had to go to work. My definition of work shifted when I shifted. My focus and what I labeled as work was meditation. It was and still is discernment of self and continual releasement of excess energies. My ‘work’ was practicing astral traveling when others would be out and about at happy hour.

“God pays me,” I would reply before I told her I loved her. No matter what, I would always be that daughter, the one they called a bird. The one they hoped would get tired of flying around the world. So I would settle down with a nice husband, a home, and a family to call my own. To my parents, that was success. To me? That was a lockdown.

Sometimes I wanted to scream, ‘God really does. The Universe, Allah, Buddha, they all pay me.’ Instead of raising my voice, I chose to raise my vibration.

It’s taken some time to build up my karmic bank account. An intangible wealth many people are unfamiliar with. Only the closest people around me have experienced the payouts I receive every single day. From the perfect timing to the discounts given, many people have called me lucky, but luck has nothing to do with it.

One time is an experience. Two times may be a beginning of a pattern. Three times or more, is a pattern. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been, ‘lucky.’

It’s continual, these Universal payouts from my karmic bank account. Every single day, without skipping a beat. It’s not something I expect, but I am extremely grateful for. Gratitude vibrates from my inner soul, into my esoteric and auric body and out my mouth every chance I get.

I don’t say thank you just because. I say thank you because I truly am. In return, I am given things that only those familiar with karmic bank accounts can understand.

• Empty rows on three out of four full flights? Yes. Gifted to me by our All-Knowing Source.

• First-class upgrades on Cirque du Soleil tickets for the cheapest tier? Yes, all day, yes.

• Entire apartments offered at hostel prices by complete strangers around the world? All the time.

• Free five star restaurant meals paid by random strangers as I travel around the world to certain people and places to heal? Yes. All-day, yes.

• Certain Angels placed in countries to seamlessly help me with my travels by translating or guiding me to the safest places in new countries? Yes, every single time, yes.

When I walked out on my six-figure corporate income to surrender to my Higher Self and my spiritual journey, I was used to living a life of comfort. This doesn’t mean that I wasn’t uncomfortable at times, but I was used to living a certain lifestyle.

I loved going to the spa during the daytime when there were fewer people. I didn’t like to wait in lines so I always made sure to do my errands at off-peak hours. I would work out at the gym when there were fewer people and I always signed up with the more expensive gym because of fewer people.

My Mom always said I talked a lot, but when it came to decompressing, I enjoyed my solitude and have never second-guessed paying for it. When I gave up the financial comforts to step into unknown territory, a part of me quietly whimpered at the loss of income. In return, the entire Universe stepped in to lift me up.

I had to trust that they, my Spirit Guides, Angels, my Higher Self and the Heavens above were going to take care of me in every which way they could, without interfering with my karmic plan. They told me time and time again that it would be okay. That it would be more than okay and I would always be taken care of. Have faith, is what I kept hearing from the moment of my awakening. My job was to surrender and trust that they were telling me the truth. A truth that was so hard to digest because it was my truth.

It’s always so difficult to accept who we are when all we’ve done in our lives was seek validation outside of ourselves.

It’s strange to tell people that I don’t worry about money any longer. I am indifferent to it because manifestation and trust is now a part of my daily life. I am nonchalant because I have taken back power from the limited beliefs I had about money. The Universe has shown me time and time again that I do not need much money to live the same life I had before. Where I had to hustle hard to make money so that I could pay full price for top tier tickets or seats.

“People don’t want to be millionaires — they want to experience what they believe only millions can buy.” Tim Ferriss

I am not a millionaire, yet. But I do have the freedom to live a life like one. That is the power of Divine alignment with the co-creation of our Higher Powers. Less effort with more impact.

As I write this, the wind has picked up to gently sway the thousands of trees covering the Rugova mountains in Kosovo outside my window. I came to this part of the country with one outfit on and a backpack. When the sun rose on the second day, I was called to align myself with a woman who walked along the main road. Another visitor to these mountains, we waved to each other periodically as the only human souls stirring at that time. A Universal alignment set in motion days earlier.

A domino effect. Serendipitous meetings which snowballed into a beautiful apartment behind a villa on top of a mountain offered at local prices. “Për ty, for you,” they said. Another Universal karmic payout.

My Mom called me yesterday as I was driven between the green top mountains, with streams of water rushing down Rugova’s gorge. I don’t remember the last time I said that many series of spine tingling wow’s under my breath. Each time I looked up at the sharp peaks with sprouts of green, majestic is what I felt. Stunning is what I saw.

“Where are you?” my Mom asked me.
“In magical healing mountains, Mommy,” I replied, “I’ll send you videos and pictures later, I love you.”
“Okay, con (child in Vietnamese). I love you too,” she said before she hung up.

She doesn’t ask me, “Who pays you,” anymore because she knows deep down inside that her bird of a daughter is taken care of everywhere she goes in the world. That is the power of surrendering to your truth and always trusting in your Divine path.

I give to give and in doing so, I receive all. If I can do it, so can you.

I send you Divine energy from the healing mountains of Rugova.

In Blessed Oneness.