My ego responded with: “really? again? Haven’t I done this already?” But after doing serious time in my red tent coming face to face with the many unconscious facets of my multidimensional Being, I’m humbly recognizing that “decisions” usually have to be made over and over (and over) again as we evolve and new layers of us arise. So, I gave my ego a chill pill and went along for the ride.
I suddenly saw two “paths” before me. (kudos Scott Peck)
One of them was glowing with golden light, well paved (and well-trodden) with thousands of people on either side of it cheering me on. It made me feel seen. Important. Special. Like I was being recognized and celebrated for my 3rd book.
The other path was dark. Hushed. With no cheering crowds. In fact, there was no one else on or near this path. As I leaned more into it, I felt a hummmmmm – a distinctly familiar vibration. A profound pulse. A natural warmth that welcomed me to my core.
I pulled back and looked at the bright crowd-lined path.
Then I looked at the shadowed solitary path.
Then I looked at my team.
“Uh, so are you peeps trying to tell me that if I choose the dark path there will be no external acknowledgement, no audience that benefits from my 3rd book, none of the usual ceremony and pomp and public displays of affection?
They solemnly answered: “We don’t know what’s at the end of that dark path.”
So I somewhat saucily kicked back: “And why is that oh wise ones?”
They replied: “Because no one has ever taken that path.”
Sobering truth trumped my ego’s surprise.
because this is my soul’s path.”
Gravity pulled their words deeper into my belly.
This dark path is much more than a path…
it’s my soul’s birth canal.”
I opened my eyes and smiled in the dark.
There are many bright and shiny paths to success these days. There are many courses and models and templates for how we can (and should) offer our gifts to the world….and promises of what will happen when we do so…promises that can puncture our most tender wounds: to be seen, to be loved, to be admired, to be of service…to be ourselves.
But, remember what true Service is…
Remember that you glow in the dark.
Remember that your soul’s birth cannot come from any other belly but your own.