I’ve come to understand something very important about myself, something that is a solid compass inside me that I can finely attune myself to that will guide me without fail to places of joy and connection. I’ve come by this knowledge in part through my dear friend Tiera, who has “reminded” me by bringing the mystery school of Human Design through her being so flawlessly and communicating my piece of it to me so concisely. It struck one of the deepest chords in my being to understand that I always, always must RESPOND TO INVITATIONS.
There are so many layers to this simple statement, “respond to invitations.” As Tiera would say, for me, it’s got to be an “engraved invitation.” Not literally, of course. As I’ve attuned myself to this compass and witnessed the ways in which invitations come my way and the ways in which they do not, I’ve begun to develop a powerful sensitivity and discernment. Better yet, I’ve actually begun to listen to and act on that discernment. The most powerful “engraved” invitation might come in the form of words, but mostly it comes in the form of waves of energy that I can feel all the way to my bones, like a siren song of my true north.
Most of my life, I’ve just gone after what I thought I wanted. What my head thought I wanted. Now I find that I’m following a deeper stream of gnosis and wisdom than my head could ever possibly think up. This listening with much more than my physical senses engages my entire body in the process and brings a lessening of tension and low-grade anxiety I often carry, especially lately, around social interactions. When I respond rather than trying to initiate, I find a much deep sense of satisfaction in the fulfillment of the invitation. And more importantly, I’m learning to release and let go of any constructs of how I “think” things “should” be… such as when I recognize that an invitation is just not there when I think it “should” be… or maybe is was there and now it’s not.
While I recognize the value of contrast and understand that sometimes it takes experiencing what I don’t want to get clarity about what I do want, I’m ready to tap straight in to the stream of well-being that flows when I go where my energy and offerings of my sensitive self are desired, welcomed, and invited. Where my heart is exalted. Yeah! Exalted.
Having come through that above-mentioned portal sometime last night, I feel fully prepared to dance with the new moon in all her ceremonial Scorpio finery as she is accompanied to the Solar Eclipse Ball by Saturn. I remain in the question. What else is possible?
Love & blessings, Amrita