You don't have to, Love told me.
Guidance comes to me in waves. Normally, these waves fill me with creative inspiration. Today, something else happened.
I was sitting in my favorite cafe, reading through my journals, sipping tea, when I was struck by a wave of energy. A vision of such beauty filled my heart and the impulse to stop what I was doing and try to capture it all. This is my normal response to inspiration - to guidance. Today, however, something else happened.
A great big No!
A refusal! A rebellion. An argument with the gods. No!
For reasons I do not yet understand - I could do anything but sit still and take down the words that were crowding into my mind, the images in my heart.
I closed my notebook. I got in the car. I drove and drove. I walked into the store. Ten minutes later, I walked out of the store - with nothing. I drove home. Baffled. Bewildered.
Which is when I felt Love come around me. I am here. I heard Love whisper into my tender ear. You don't have to. And something inside of me let go.
I recorded this message - from myself to myself. Maybe there is something in here for you, too.
Love is given as a gift. It's just energy. Just light. I do not have to make it into a book. I do not have to make it into a workshop. I do not have to tell anyone about it. The only thing I do have to do is move it through. I can do this by walking, dancing speaking like I’m doing now singing running.
Its energy — it’s not a demand that I make anything special out of it. It is itself and that is special already, that is special enough.
There is no expectation that I make anything at all with what is given. The guidance I receive is only flow, flowing. Only love, loving. It is I who start the argument, shaking my fist at the heavens and feeling overwhelmed by obligation.
There is no obligation. There is only flow, only love.
Wishing you a weekend of warm cozies. All the hot cocoa and fuzzy socks and soft sweaters. All the quiet nooks and you tucked into them, reading, napping, resting. All the blessings of rest.
xxoo
~ Amy
Thank you so much for sharing this experience, as I embark on my journey of bearing witness to all the ways I hold, store and try to manage the myriad ways I feel an intrinsic sense of obligation and responsibility for all that comes my way, in advance of pausing and asking myself, "Is this mine to hold and manage?" - I will remember that, sometimes, all I have to do is move through it. Thank you, also, for the wisdom you imparted to me in November's New Moon Meditation gathering today; what a special and beautiful gathering that was - it never ceases to amaze me that whoever happens to be at each gathering is a constellation of similar experiences and the connection shared, and the wisdom gleaned as a result, is mind-blowing and heart-filling. (As an English Major, I feel an urge to clean up the carry-on sentences above. As She who simply has 'being an English Major' as one of many experiences that move through me - I'm going to post without self-editing. #ha! #LearningAlwaysLearning) A song that started playing in my head during this afternoon's gathering was SuperTramp's 'Lord is it Mine'; I loved it from the first time I ever heard it - I'm opening to a healing journey, thank you for being the Muse and Divine support that inspires such wonder <3 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83WG0HKxDqY)