"You live in a call and response universe."
Chapter 4: Sea of Miracles
Hello, Loves.
We’re on Chapter Four now of our project—re-reading my book, Sea of Miracles, together. And this return to origins has stirred something deep in me. I hope it’s touching your heart as well.
Where I live, spring is emerging. After a week of nearly freezing cold, the weather app on my phone tells me we’re heading for 70-degree days! I can’t wait to get back outside—to sit once again in the healing house my husband built around me last summer.
I’m fully recovered now, and that small shelter—just lawn swings and scrap lumber—has become something more. It’s a reminder of a time when I went through something hard, but I was not alone. The perfect symbol for this chapter, which introduces one of the foundational principles of my work: the responsive and supportive nature of the world we live in.
Even when the human world is quaking—surging with change and disruption—the real world, the deeper one, remains. The world of nature. Of the forces that nourish and hold it all in balance. That world is stable. Generative. Cycling steadily through the seasons.
Introduction
There’s a reason we feel awe when something answers us—when a prayer is heard, a question is echoed back with meaning, or a moment of synchronicity stops us in our tracks. The universe, it turns out, is not silent.
In this chapter, I share what I’ve learned about that sacred rhythm—the call and response that is always happening. You may not always know who or what you’re speaking to, but when your question is real, the response comes. The more you listen, the more you’ll hear. The more you notice, the more visible it becomes.
Let this be a reminder: you are not alone. Every sincere call you offer into the world is received.
Chapter Four
The angels showed me:
You live in a call and response universe.
When you call to us, we respond with guidance;
our guidance increases your interest, and out of that interest,
you attune more and more to peace and joy.
Your attunement and interest draw you closer to us.
So it goes, in an eternal and infinite circle of light, love, and life.
You Live in a Call and Response Universe
I’ve heard it said that the angels, looking down from their dimension of light, don’t see us as bodies—but as points of radiance. When we’re spiritually resonant—deep in prayer or lit up with curiosity, creativity, or wonder—we shine. The brighter we become, the more drawn they are to us, just as we are drawn to a single star in a dark sky.
What I must have looked like to the angels back then—curiosity pulsing from me like a beacon: Show me, show me, show me. It was the simplest of prayers—heartfelt, directed outward. And like many, I didn’t really know to whom I was calling.
“To the whole world!” I might’ve said if pressed. But it hardly mattered. Each time I called, I was answered—in some way, small or stupendous. And each time, my soul responded with a joyful: Thank you, thank you, thank you.
In the years that followed my earlier experience with Joann, as I raised my children from diapers to grade school, I developed a playful, easy friendship with the presence that seemed always to be just over my shoulder—ready to help with even the smallest things.
“Where are my keys?” I’d ask after searching pocket, purse, and countertop. I’d feel a gentle nudge: Turn around. And there they were, glinting behind my heel.
Or I’d be driving a familiar route when I’d suddenly sense: Time to change course. Moments later, as I breezed along a different road, a radio announcer would mention the traffic jam I’d unknowingly avoided.
When I lost touch with this presence—as I sometimes did—I felt adrift, like a child lost in the woods or in a store without its mother. Then I’d feel a tug at the sleeve of my awareness: Don’t lose hope. Here I am. The relief was like coming home.
I gave this presence many names. Fairies returned my keys. Traffic guides helped me in the car. The Universe coordinated my experience on the bridge that Thanksgiving. I felt it everywhere—in everything. I knew, without a doubt, it was real. And I was grateful for its constant companionship.
But a funny thing happens with miracles: we get used to them.
One day we’re struck breathless by awe. The next, we’re rushing to work. And yet this is the invitation: miracles become the new normal. As we integrate them into daily life, we begin to expect them.
The more we feel the touch of the divine, the harder it is to fall back into the trance of unconscious living. It’s as if we’re rediscovering the whole world. And we are.
We’re crossing the bridge from idea to direct experience.
That’s when you begin to sense, as Rumi wrote: What you seek is seeking you.
Deepening
Affirmation
Speak, write, or think this:
I live in a call and response universe. When I ask a question, I trust I will receive a response.
Invocation
Speak, write, or think this:
Please walk beside me. Guide me to the people and practices that will stir my interest and support my unfolding into light.
Contemplation
The angels showed me:
We want to engage in conscious, active relationship with you.
Ask for confirmation of our presence.
Some questions for your journal this weekend
What if it were true that I can receive guidance?
How might that shift my view of “how it is”?
How might it change me—knowing I am truly guided?
How might it change the way that I live?
Try This: Writing a Conversation with the Divine
Tools: Your journal and a few different color pens.
Instructions:
Imagine you’re having a written conversation with a very talkative angel. You invite the angel to sit beside you. They accept, leaning close to read what you’re writing.
Choose a question—something gentle for this first time (save the Big Worry for later). Write it using one color of pen.
Now switch pens. Take a breath. Close your eyes.
Imagine the angel bending in to whisper a response.
Begin writing whatever comes. Don’t censor. If it’s a song lyric, a flash of imagery, even nonsense—just write. Guidance comes in many forms.
If nothing comes, ask gently:
Am I waiting for the “right” answer?
Am I dismissing what I’m receiving because it feels too familiar?
Often we think, That’s just what I always get! But what we don’t realize is—that is the guidance. It’s been here all along.
When the message feels complete, thank your angel.
Bonus Variation:
Write your question with your dominant hand, and the answer with your non-dominant hand. This simple trick can quiet the inner critic and tap into your intuitive mind.
I hope that you’re enjoying this unfolding process. It is a great joy to open the pages of this book with you and to share my reflections along the way.
To read along, you’ll find all the Chapters in the Index.
I welcome your reflections - how it’s landing with you.
I welcome, also, your questions, your puzzlements.
Ask me anything. I will always respond.
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And in case you missed my last post, The Only Medicine that Can Break the Spell of Our Split World, it’s here.
Wishing you a bright weekend of rest and all the gifts of the emerging spring.
xxoo
Amy
Call and response is such a beautiful way to put it. I seem to need so much silence and stillness to enter this flow of guidance. Most of my life I didn't have that luxury.
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