I believe that we all have a hotline to Spirit because it is (in my view) the Source from whence we came. I never tell anyone what to believe spiritually since our relationship with the ‘God of our understanding’ is unique to each of us. Many of us were taught that only certain people have access to communing with it and that we need an intermediary to dial it up for us. In my role as a minister, I see myself more as a guide, since I am not the only one with God’s toll free number. I grok that it was installed at birth and that we can all tap into it if we are open to the call.
For as long as I can remember, I have listened to The Voice that whispers in my ear and if I haven’t listened, it has roared for my attention. As a child, I heard it on the wind through the rustling leaves as the trees beckoned me to dance with them. As an adult, it has taken the form of intuition and direct guidance, that sounds like “Go here, call this person, turn right, turn left, check out this book or movie, slow down, surrender….” At the moment, the word “Open….” repeats in my head. Open heart, open mind, open arms, open life~ Breathing into that since it is so easy to shut down, close up shop, armor up, cover up.
Last night, I went to the home of my friend Greg Campisi who hosts community gatherings that run the gamut of movie and pizza nights, to wellness events, to spiritual presentations. Last night, a longtime friend named Pat Harmony was channeling which is something I have experienced her doing for the past 10 years or so. Early on, she referred to her Guides as her ‘crew’. Now she calls them ‘mewethey’ (me-we-they) which makes so much sense. It calls to mind the Beatles song The Walrus. “- I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.” It is her, PLUS the celestial energy that she calls in.
This time, the quality was different and it felt like it was pure Divine essence that was coming through her. There were some in the room who were struggling with challenges and entrenched beliefs who she was able to address with kindness and compassion even as she shared a few things that they may not have wanted to hear. When someone I love does something magnificent, there a sense of deep joy and almost a maternal pride. The Yiddish word is ‘kvell’. As I usually do when someone channels, I drifted away as if in trance myself and became fully alert when she was done. I have no conscious memory of the specific words she used. I know that she encouraged us to step into our greatness and gifts and as patiently as possible, face the changes and challenges that came our way, knowing that ultimately all is well.
What that means to me is that for a long while I have been called on to offer messages in a formal way. Like many ‘closet intuitives’, I have kept that gift under wraps for fear of ‘getting it wrong’. I have been a therapist for more than 30 years and certainly intuition is part of that role. When I am sitting with a counseling client, there are times when I am given a prompt to share an insight that seems to come from out of the blue. I feel safe saying it in that setting, so I wonder what is different in a spiritual venue.
A few days ago, another writer friend Jacob Nordby shared with me that some opportunity would come along that would both invite me to step into what I am to do and also scare me. Maybe this is what HE was intuiting. The word ‘channeling’ is often looked upon as cosmic foo foo and discredited. I sense that all who are creative such as writers, artists, performers and musicians are hollow reeds through which Divine Inspiration speaks, plays, writes, paints, dances, sings…. When I write, I think of myself as God’s Typist who takes dictation. When I am speaking to an audience, I step back and let Spirit take center stage. There are times when someone asks me to repeat what I just said and often I am not able to since it is not just the persona of Edie who is sharing. I imagine you know that feeling.
The last thing I recall the woman whose fire-y red hair is an embodiment of her pyro-technic sensibilities saying at the end, was a question to the effect “Are you ready to ride the dragon?” Yes, Harmony, I am.