Lately the line has been ringing off the hook with calls from the Universe that send tingles down my spine, buzzing in my ears, rattling in my bones (in a good way), hair standing on end, and goosebumps on my arms which I refer to as my ‘truth barometer’. I laugh when I wonder why I should be surprised since I asked for the calls to come in. When we issue an invitation to the Universe, why would we not expect a response? They arrive at all hours of the day and night which is why sleep has been sketchy and sporadic and dreams have been vivid and profound. Once upon a time, these cosmic coincidences would have been accompanied by the theme song from The Twilight Zone and now they are just an ‘of course’.
The spirit calls have come in the form of invitations to travel and teach about life, the universe and everything, lessons in loving and letting go, in surrendering expectation for outcome, and being comfortable in my own skin, no matter what skin I’m in. These days I am making choices, not by default, but with conviction of the heart that all is well. Today I was filling my role as a therapist facilitating a group for folks who are in recovery from addiction. The concensus was that in order to maintain sobriety, they needed to KNOW that they are totally supported by the God of their understanding and that they have survived every challenge, trauma, issue and dark night of the soul through which they have trudged. Some thrive on chaos, some require fastidious order. In 12 step program, we speak of GOD as Good Orderly Direction that guides us through the muck and mire.
How will you respond to the Cosmic Call? Will you answer or tell it ‘no one’s home’?
http://youtu.be/9qdKZBXMX5E My Sweet Lord by George Harrison