April 8, 2017 (day 39)
There are a few writers I follow regularly. It is one of the reasons I love FB. Their words often a shout out from the universe with some juicy nugget or aha. Sometimes something to chew on for a few days, and sometimes that’s nice it’s time to get going. It’s a beautiful thing this open venue to share messages and I am in the midst of moving into a regular spot to share mine. It’s been a whisper for a long time and last year I finally bought myself a desk, moved it to the 9th floor on my own, put it by the window. The same week one of those writers I follow posted a photo of her desk by the window. They were quite similar and I smiled. Her desk, my desk suit up and show up. Oh I had a desk by the window before but I just wasn’t ready or aware. It was there and waiting. Sometimes quickly sometimes slowly and as wise friend reminds me, you’re right on time.
This morning my visitor wanted to work out. (Thanks for the nudge, Will!) I forgot my earphones, so I listened to the FM station playing in the background and I began to read. I already posted the piece I read by Elizabeth Gilbert earlier. One of those WOW pieces. First I sent it to some of my crew. (THIS! my texts read.) I sent it to the people I talk these things over with because I know it will be with me for a while.
If you have read these posts you know I wrote about attending a conference on stewardship 2 weeks ago. For church. And MUCH MORE apparently. Liz’s piece today talked about THE STEWARDSHIP OF OUR SOUL. Wait, WHAT? The idea that the fierce stewardship of my soul being my responsibility was mind blowing. Heart blowing. And a sweet and gentle aha.
Part 2. Visitor Will has earbuds for me so I take off on a little jog on the treadmill to my workout playlist. I queue up Coldplay’s “Charlie Brown” and off I go. There are a lot of things that make my soul sing and music is one of them. I visit Pandora like I visit those writers I follow. 9 times out of 10, energy shifts when the music comes on. I got to see Coldplay with my sister and two soul sisters from the 8th row five years ago. And whenever I hear them even now there is a tingly something that happens remembering the lights, the confetti, the energy, a night that was magical in a way I couldn’t know it would be.
So this morning I hear the words “Be the cartoon heart. Light a fire light a spark light a fire flame in my heart. We’ll be glowing in the dark.” What? My new logo for my in the midst blog IS a cartoon heart. And then I remember the dark Verizon Center and the next moment everyone’s glowing wristband LIGHTING THE PLACE UP. If you have seen that Planet Fitness commercial where the guy is singing Katy Perry song “Roar” as if no one is watching….that’s the spirit of my treadmill scene this morning.
And what I know is we are onto something. I AM listening to my soul and it’s speaking clearly with YES. Some days I think I’m losing it…and others I am just on this cosmic scavenger hunt for messages from the universe. But when they come, the confetti inside pours down and I am jumping up and down cheering. (…and if you look very closely, Chris Martin is stage right. Not bad, I’ll take it.)
Here’s the thing. IT’S ALL CONNECTED. AND WE CANT RUSH THE SOUFFLÉ. Oh I want to. I am impatient. I am human. Sometimes we circle back through in a new and different way than we knew was possible.
Thank you Will, Liz, and Chris.
We’ll be glowing in the dark.