Heavens, what an unusual start to my weekend!

Friday was hectic. I was out and about trying to squeeze as many clients into my day and needed to touch base with the office before close of business. My heart sank when I got to the multi-storey car park. There was a queue of Christmas shoppers waiting to park. Did they not realise that some folk REALLY didn’t have time to wait in this queue.

Eventually making it into the car park I knew that if I wanted to find a space I would need to head right for the top. This is a bit of a bummer in this weather as the top floor is exposed, so the likelihood was that despite scraping my car of ice already that day – after my time in the office I would be heading back to freezing car again.

Leaving the office later with too many bags of files and my laptop slung across my shoulder I almost ended up a a casualty on the frozen pavements. Getting to the car park I had well and truly had enough. Standing at the elevator I pushed the button – there was no way on earth I was going to attempt to climb the stairs to the 9th floor. As I waited I noticed a little cloud (yes, that’s what I said, a furry white cloud) on the ceiling beside the elevator door. Suddenly I heard the most calming voice coming from the cloud assuring me that my journey to Utopia would be calm and soothing. I was instructed to breath in and out slowly and to feel the cares of the day wash away with every breath. The elevator arrived, the doors opened and this is what I saw……

My lift to Heaven

I stepped in and the ethereal voice continued to calm me on my journey to heaven, assuring me that all was well and I would arrive in heaven feeling calm and at peace with the world.

Arriving at the 9th floor sure enough there was a sign…..

So yes, a very strange and pleasing end to my working week. I got such a kick out of it I got back in the elevator and took the ride again.  I wasn’t just in elevator 1 I was on cloud 9!

Hurray for local art projects that lift your day. I hope they keep it up all year.