Opportunity

I filled out the online form. It contained my name, address and billing information. But could I press the “submit” button? Could I say yes to the opportunity that had emerged, to invest in myself and my work through a one-on-one meeting with someone I knew could help me unfold my mission? I’d received clear guidance in dreams the night before. Why did I hesitate?

I took a breath and dropped into the God moment. I held the opportunity as if in suspended animation, revisiting the dream symbols—my keys, a changing room, hearing myself say “Ohhhh…” as if “I get it.” And then the sound of beating drums. If I’d somehow misinterpreted the images, the sound was undeniable.

I pressed the touchpad on my computer and watched the processing circle while I surrendered a blessing. And then it was done. Surprisingly, I felt a deep sense of peace. Is this what true alignment with one’s destiny feels like? I don’t recall feeling this before.

What is it about opportunity that frightens us? Something calls from just beyond our threshold, and we tremble to answer by taking another step. Yet, there is no past to return to in these moments. We now know what’s possible. The investment of time, money or love looks steep. It would be so much easier to say no. But then we’d die a little inside without even realizing.

I prepared to go into Manhattan to teach a class. When I arrived, several people commented on how different I looked. This continued into the next day. What is it about you? one person asked. It’s as if a weight I’ve always seen you carry is gone.

If following our destiny makes us weightless, no wonder we fear this state. How will we ground ourselves? Support ourselves? Where could that much love possibly come from to provide a platform for our gifts to be offered to the world? Especially a world that often appears hostile, insane or overrun with greed.

Maybe we keep our truest heart always among the stars. Or maybe, we find a way to share a piece of what’s beyond time and space, beyond words, beyond all but keeping our promise to Love Itself.

Picture courtesy of the Orion Nebula