What is your signature?

Some of my best understandings come not as i read sacred texts or ponder the greatness of the ALL, but later -- over tea, or ironing. When I stop seeking, i find amazing things.

This morning, I wrote to a friend to reply to an invitation she made, with all her enthusiasm, about various events occurring, and coming to light, regarding extra-terrestrial activity. I'm open to these things, but as a person who is open to a lot of things, it's easy to get pulled all over the place, it's easy to become over-stimulated by the flood of offerings on facebook, on linkedin, on chat, on groups, etc., etc. I love her excitement but it doesn't resonate with where i define center.

Without meaning to, I think i landed on my soul's signature. I blurted it out as a contrast to what i felt was information coming at me, "my central purpose is to help people open to the unique expression of their love."


My friend Leandra uses a great piece of wisdom which i share here, "All that is not love will be revealed and healed." There is this weird irony, in which the quietest cup of tea (or coffee) is accompanied by this great, collective spin-down process, where ideas, projects, hopes, dreams, relationships, money and commitments are disconnecting or being altered in surprising ways. The very ground of our life scripts is being shaken, and it can be a hairy experience. The spin down, though, is exactly as it should be, taking out anything that is not essential to who we are, anything that prevents us feeling self-sustaining, self-knowing, self-loving. We are truly walking into the dressing room of "Change or die."

So, with my unique little prods and projects, i make some strange magic to help people more gently shake off the non-essentials and reveal their soul's fingerprint. How can we appreciate what we cannot clearly see or know? How do we hear the song of someone whose voice has been muted through years of adaptation to local conditions? It's time to sing out the new song of our emergent arrangement with the sacred soup of Life herself. The "Great Mother" people speak of resides not just in the earth we love, but in the matrix of the Earth that is possible. She is the fabricator, according to our shared evocation.

And now, for a second cup of tea.....