I’m not asking you to disassemble your life.
I’m not asking you to live on the street or give your last dime to charity or replace your dark roast coffee with decaf (in fact, if decaf coffee is ever mentioned on this blog again: someone else is writing this blog).
I’m not asking you to somehow figure out a way to make up for what you didn’t do or could have done or should have done or should be doing now.
I’m not asking you to change houses or partners or jobs or religions or toothpaste.
But I am asking you.
I’m asking you to get your sexy self into a drenching, living, pulsing, saucy relationship with your spirituality, with your inner wisdom, with your soul, and I am further asking you to get really fucking loud about it.
I am asking you to trust that you are here for a reason, the reason being that you are an endlessly unfolding expression of the brilliance of Love (new readers: hey, babes – wow, you guys get better looking every time I peek up from the screen, nice job ;) – just to catch you up real quick: I use the word Love to mean your inner divine connection to the limitless energy of the universe, aka: your inner divine guidance system, call it whatever feels right for you) and the most important work you will ever do in this life will be to act that love out in the real world.
Where people can hear and see and taste you. (I totally just said that.)
I am asking you to live out the call of your soul, to pay attention and to stop monkeying around with what you know deep down is killing your wild, precious spirit and robbing you of the textured life you know you deserve.
I know that’s heavy but I also know that you’re badass so I’m not afraid to go there.
Now, then. I wouldn’t blame you in the least if you said to me:
“Listen, Allison, I think you’re damn fine (hey, thanks) and I love your handknit hemp hat in that post you wrote about One True Thing (fierce, right) and I think you are the greatest writer who has ever lived (ummm . . . ) and I would love to have drinks later ( . . . yeah, so the thing is . . .) but here’s what:
Exactly who the hell are you to ask me to do anything??”
That’s a fair question especially given the fact that there are many more ‘qualified’ people out there (Eckhart Tolle, The Dalai Lama and Amma all rush to mind . . . for some reason so does Bradley Cooper but that’s probably a whole other thing) who could ask you to step into an intimate relationship with a Love that is right this very minute guiding you to a higher expression of yourself in every way imaginable and will ceaselessly do so until you finally listen.
You see, that’s the thing. Love doesn’t reach for you through the big flashy stuff (usually, although if you ever come within a few feet of the righteousness that is Oprah Winfrey I’m pretty sure all of your noblest cosmic shit will spin into over-combustion and The Call will immediately become front-and-center evident, booming loud and clear and dazzling, and sparkly, colorful, star-studded, diamond-encrusted-things will fall from the ceiling).
Love is subtle; she’s sly, she’s clever, she’s coy, she’s stealth. She wants you to notice her new haircut and how she moves down the stairs and the way the light falls across her face and the way she peels those naughty-good stockings off so achingly slow.
This beautiful inner energy wants to play with you, you guys. Making love out loud means getting in the game with your spiritual self and making it interesting, making it your own, making it real.
The relationship I’m asking you to work on with Love, with your Inner Divine, is the most powerful connection you can ever develop in this life.
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.”
– Martin Luther King, Jr.
And I get that I’m just some blogger poetess you hang out with sometimes. And I could use that as an excuse to not ask more of you when it comes to your spiritual commitment and living that love out loud where people can see it, hear it, taste it, rock out along side it.
OR: I could decide that I’m somebody. Maybe just barely enough somebody but that still counts because I’m still breathing and you’re still breathing and I’ll be goddamned if for whatever reason you and I aren’t staring each other in the mouth right this minute.
I’m somebody you seem to have taken at least a little bit of interest in (it’s the tattoo, isn’t it) because you are reading this. And for this one minute we have each other to hold on to.
No two souls come together by accident.
I believe in the sheer unstoppable force and clever magic tricks of Love to pull energy together when it is meant to come together.
That’s why I write this blog. That’s why I put this stuff out there.
Glory Begin is how I make love out loud.
Sometimes it’s uncomfortable. Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes it’s frustrating. Because I don’t just sit around cross-legged in the dark sucking up incense and avoiding the rest of my life. (Trust: there are times when that’s all I want to do all day and I have to fight every introverted cell in my introverted body to get out and do love-y stuff in front of people.)
Whenever you see something I publish, you are witness to the work that means everything to my soul to do. Doing work that matters is the most rewarding work there is.
So I am asking you to do your soul work, too. To dig in to what is calling you from the inside, to decide for your highest potential, and then to go out and demonstrate.
Because intentions are lovely but they won’t be enough. Resolutions are charming but they won’t be enough. Even meditation and prayer won’t be enough. We need to take our relationship with Love out into the daylight. Spirituality is not a set of rules to follow, it’s an experience we dare allow ourselves to have with life. It’s action based on what we believe.
That’s how we make this a Love relationship.
People often tell me they have a hard time trusting their intuition. I can tell you exactly why that is. It’s because they never call it up just to chat. They don’t have dates. They never give their intuition a shot at having any say (try it: you don’t have to sign marital papers with your Inner wisdom, just let it pick the movie next time and see what happens) because they are so busy stabbing it with logic.
So why would this person and the Love they never get busy with trust each other?
The energy of your highest expression craves an intimate relationship with you just like a lover does.
You can’t learn to trust someone you don’t interact with. You can’t learn the moves if you never hit the dance floor.
It’s the same with your relationship to your inner wisdom. You learn to trust your connection to it a little at a time. You learn the signs when you pay attention. You learn what you are capable of when you try, when you put it out there, when you shake it up a little and allow Love to show you some absolutely breathtaking things.
I’m asking you to dare to live as though this is your time and everything is in your favor.
I’m asking you to do it because you were designed to live a life that is rich and imperfect and thorough and in some way (you know the way, angel) invites you to demonstrate it through creative work, through art, through forgiveness, through un-following the people and things that hold you down.
Take the love that you are and make it out loud. Make it weird, make it awkward, make it sensual. Make it messy.
Make it your own.
Make it out loud.
Make it so good, babe.
(WAIT: Did anything diamond-encrusted just fall from the ceiling? )
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