06 May Percolating
There’s something percolating in this world.
And it’s not just anger, resentment, vitriol.
There’s something going on along with that “stuff”. But it definitely doesn’t seem clear … yet. You know what I mean?
It seems to show up in those odd moments when we read the news or talk to a neighbor, friend or family member – and they say something…
And you…
Pause for a second…
Scrambled inside…
Did this really happen? Who is this person?
In that weird dislocating moment you realize something is going on in the world. Like the geologic plates are shifting. A primitive part of you connected to something and realizes change is coming.
You don’t quite know what to think or what to say or even feel. The outside world feels unstable.
In that pause, grappling for…. something inside to connect to the outside… everything feels like a snow globe that’s been shaken really hard and the pieces seem to be floating yet never coming to rest.
I’ve kind of been feeling that way at times in the last nine months of my sabbatical, where I unplugged from the life I knew to step back and reorient inside.
After sitting and praying and unplugging and sorting through layers of confusion, I felt the need to take a risk – to wonder if there were more of us out there, grappling with these changes on a soul level.
I wasn’t sure if anyone would be interested. Despite feeling vulnerable I decided to go for it. What was the worst that could happen? I’d get guidance from the outside world that I needed to point in a different direction.
I invited anyone who was interested to join me in a short retreat on Accessing Psycho-Spiritual Wisdom. On a bit of a whim I sent out emails to the first few people who signed up inviting them to a 15 minute call with me.
Truly, I was a bit shocked at the response – and surprised at how quickly my schedule filled. I had to close the calendar ’cause I couldn’t keep up.
That’s when I knew that there are many of us out there.
Like I said, when I put out the invitation I didn’t know if anyone would respond but opened up my calendar anyway, even though it was the week before we were packing to move to our new place.
Something inside me was pushing to do this. So I did.
And wow. What a huge response, blowing up my calendar and cracking my heart wide open.
I listened. We listened together to what feels so crucial.
Call after call it seemed like lights were flickering on around the world.
Instead of darkness it felt like we were plugging into a different source. One that is reassuring, solid, steady…waiting for us to find it.
It’s clear that together we’re creating a new matrix. Something profound is emerging.
Not quite there yet. But we are part of a whole.
And boy, what an honor that is.