I have been spending a lot of time lately wondering what I
would do next in order to bring money into the house. I firmly believe that one can spend their life
doing the things that matter most to them, earn a living and not have to
compromise at a job they dislike or don't really care about. So, I started to ask myself, and Spirit, what
it is that I am meant to do. "What
is it, Great Spirit, Divine Mother/Father God, that I am meant to do in this
lifetime?" And then, I waited,
impatiently, for the voice of Spirit to tell me what to do.
Spirit speaks to me in many ways: Dreams, other people, animals, signs,
symbols, song lyrics, etc. It also speaks to my, quite literally, in my
ear. I often find it difficult to
discern the difference between the voice of Spirit and the other little voices
in my head. (You know those voices, right? They are usually saying something
about something you should do, shouldn't do, did wrong, forgot to do, etc.) Then,
I remember that Spirit doesn't speak to
me like that.
I need to be in
charge of the way my guidance comes through; there is no one who can tell me
how to hear my own Higher Self. I
remembered this a few nights ago and told my Higher Self that it needs to speak
to me in a way that will not scare me, is loving, and is authoritative in a
kind manner. It graciously complied,
very quickly. Later that night, I woke
up at about 3:00 a.m. with my arm itching like crazy and my hand moving over
the top of my husband's head. Then I had
this little spontaneous conversation in my mind:
Me: Why am I doing
this in my sleep?
Higher Self: What is
the one thing that you just can't stop doing?
Me: Healing
HS: What do you think a "calling" is?
Me: The one thing you
just can't not do.
HS: What is the thing you just can't not do?
Me: Healing
HS: Do you love to do it?
Me: Um. I think so. Mostly.
HS: When do you love to do it?
Me: When I am feeling
connected to Spirit, to the flow of Divine energy and to the receiver of the
healing.
HS: When don't you
love to do it?
Me: When I feel like I "have to" do it. When I am just giving and not receiving
anything in return. When I am just expected to do it. When what I do is not acknowledged or accepted
or appreciated.
HS: Can you turn it
off?
Me: Probably.
HS: Do you want to turn it off?
Me: No.
HS: Is this your calling?
Me: Um, based on the rest of this conversation, I think so.
HS: Are you a healer?
Me: Yes.
HS: This is your
calling
So, I have a calling.
I am called to be a healer. I
didn't take training to be a healer, I didn't ever think "Hey, I want to
be a healer". I didn't seek it out, it sought me out. (That's another, really long story, but seek
me out, it did.) What I did do is to say
yes. And when I said yes, that energy
came sweeping through me like some kind of Divine freight train. My larger mind, that part of self that knows
I am connected to the Divine Source, opened up and received this energy. My little mind, the one that gets scared,
that wants to ask questions and understand everything in advance, says
"But, do I 'have' to do this?"
Well, kinda. I mean, I am waking
up in the middle of the night finding my hands waving around in the air seeking
that energy that wishes to be moved. That little mind is afraid and the bigger
aspect of mind just "knows".
Healing is that one thing that I
would be willing to do for free. And I
have. Plenty. I haven't quite come out of the closet into
the "Big World" and said "I am a healer" yet. That's what this is, right here. I am coming out, owning it and saying it's
the truth. When I "own"
something, the energy to support me moves right in and makes itself at
home. So, I have learned to be careful
about what I claim as mine. But, lately,
I have been asking what I am going to do for income and working through the
whole idea of money as an energy exchange for spiritual healing work. While I haven't had formal training as a
healer, per se, I have spent the last 27 years of my life studying spirituality,
psychology, coaching, counseling and ministry. I could present a pretty
impressive (and weird) resume. But, it
won't qualify me for any office job. I could, however, give you the names of some
people (and one horse) that I have healed.
But, my resume as a healer would look like this: Training:
The Source Itself.
I have a calling. I have a calling to heal and to help people
wake up. That's why I am here. I am here to bring people together in
community. I am here to learn and to teach. The good news is that I am actually
living my soul purpose. The trick now is
to monetize it so that I can pay the mortgage and other earthly things and
enjoy financial freedom. That is a
little hard to write. But, of course,
everyone needs to earn a living. I would
like to be paid to do my soul's work.
Since it is my "calling", it is that thing that I can't not
do. It is also that thing I do, even if
I am not paid for it.
But, we don't live in a world
where we trade healing for chickens or trade chickens for housing. We trade money for healing and we trade money
for housing and we trade money for food, travel. So, here I am, stepping out into the world
saying "I am a healer. Bring it Universe.
But, please, be gentle."
I hope you will start following
this blog as I begin to share this process of awakening I have been in over the
years. It's been pretty trippy. It will make some cool stories.