My ongoing passion for over 30 years has been guiding people out of the darkness of their souls and into the light of their hearts, but it appears to be more important now than ever before in history.
For many years I have observed large herds of folks headed, unwittingly, like a flock of sheep into the darkness of gloom and doom. Blinded by greed and fear, they marched faster and faster until they hit the wall - the wall of COVID-19.
Bam! Time to reassess. Many people are now asking “Where was I going and why?” Others are just waiting until we get back to “normal." Good luck with that - there is no going back. Those waiting to go back to “normal” will be left behind and wondering what happened. After all, weren’t they on the fast track?
Long before COVID-19 brought the world to its knees, I had recurring thoughts and dreams about the world spinning out of control. In my dreams it would be a globe spinning so fast it began to get out of control but continued to spin faster and faster and eventually it flew off its axis into space and forever nothingness. I would awaken and think about how bizarre it was but had no clue what to do, or how to help people get back on track or, to at least slow down.
Humans are on lockdown to give the planet a minute to rebirth. Turtles are able to lay eggs on the beaches without human interference, polluted skies are clearing, fish are jumping, birds are singing, the deer and the antelope are playing. Look at us.
We will be back but maybe we have learned a thing, or two. The universe is gifting us with a second chance to get it right - to discover (or rediscover) what is truly important to us. The gift is an equalizer. Everyone is affected equally - rich, poor, white, black, gay, straight - Finally.... We are one. Finally we are in this together and for each other. It is not your thing, or my thing - it is our thing.
It is as if we were spinning out of control - faster and faster and faster and the universe hit the brakes. Just stop, take a breath, begin anew. Begin anew with new and fresh and fair paradigms.
A number of years ago when I first contemplated the idea of going to ministerial school, my minister asked me what I wanted to with my ministry. I clearly had only one goal and it was to take my message beyond the walls of a traditional church. My minister just looked at me and after a few minutes he asked me what I meant.
I want to carry a message of truth to people who did not even know what they were looking for but were searching for something - something different than what they grew up with perhaps. I wanted to “take it to the streets - outside of a brick and mortar building; outside of an institution.
I was accepted into Holmes Institute but only lasted 2 years. I actually loved school and Ioved my classmates (still friends with most or at least in contact) but the focus everyone but me seemed to have was for a pulpit ministry and I knew I did not want to run a church or even be “stuck” behind the walls. So after a one year sabbatical and much prayer, reflection, soul searching, and many consultations, I intuitively knew it was time to travel in another direction, but with no idea about what, when, or how.
Imagine this…… one day - seemingly out of the blue - you have an awareness that all your rejections and “failures” are gifts, and all the “wrong-doers” in your life are actually, angels and/or spiritual guides - leading you (or knocking you back) to your true path.
If a person throws you away,
Say thank you.
If you get fired from a job,
Say thank you.
If your forever relationship ends,
Say thank you.
If no one shows up for your event
Say thank you.
If you keep hitting walls,
Say thank you (and look for a door!)
I have forever been looking “out there” for what was within me the entire time, or as one of my mentors told me, “What you are looking for, you are looking with.”
I have been writing since the age of four (I learned to read at age two) but whenever my mother would catch me writing, she would confiscate the papers and throw them away along with the admonishment that writers are losers and I would “never be a writer!”
It has been said, “Follow your passion and the money will follow,” and I believe that. However, how many of you feel, or have felt like me, that you cannot be self-supporting by doing what you love.That has been an on and off process for me using a myriad of tools to get in touch with why that is.
I am doing what I love since I retired from my real career but not making any money and I have had to take a serious look at why? It felt like I have always been simply chasing moonbeams, falling stars and rainbows looking for something but not knowing what. I just kept writing. One morning – before dawn – one of those moonbeams struck me upside the head with another memory. It is definitely not a new memory but one which has always been just hanging out with me. It is a sentence I frequently heard from my mother: “Writers are losers.”