At One
with
Christmas Spirit
The Power of Not Asking for Spiritual Help
One day, in early
December of 2003, I was hired for the most life-changing job I’ve ever had. A
close friend of mine decided that she truly wanted to heal and explore the many
personal issues she had coming up around the Holidays. Nosy parents were
infringing on her space, giving and receiving presents felt strangely empty,
and despite all the festivities going on, she felt quite alone.
As if she had just
discovered a new magic potion bubbling inside her self, she looked right at me
and told me that she wanted to hire me to be a healing presence for her, in her
home, for a straight 48 hour period. She was hell bent on churning through her
inner psyche in order to dissolve all holiday shadows, family gripes,
loneliness, limited perceptions and deep-seated fears. And her intuition was
telling her that she needed an on-call guide.
My eyes widened. What a
fantastic idea!
Over the next few days we
solidified the plan and the basic guidelines to help foster inner change:
I would have my own
quarters and I would always be on call. I could give her input, but she was
always the one in charge of her self-inquiry. This was not about romance; the
intention was for me to help create a safe space for her to go through what she
needed to go through.
Our journey began at
Tears shed. Laughter
flowed. Inner dams crumbled.
I was essentially there
for her, but it did not take long for me to realize that I could benefit from
this “job” as well. While she explored her issues, I naturally became very
expansive and open-hearted from being in perpetual ‘healer mode.’ Although I
have coached people through intense emotional terrain before, I had never
before experienced being a non-stop spiritual/emotional coach for someone. Our
trust to explore in this way was built on a sturdy friendship. We trusted each
other by way of trusting our selves.
Now, something I must
confess about myself is that for nearly ten years prior to this adventure I had
been a “professional spiritual seeker” and my interest in calling to and asking
Spirit guides for assistance was infallible, to say the least. I used to ask angels/Spirit for everything. I pleaded to the romance
angel to bring me a heart-mate; I pleaded to the job angel to save me from
Starbucks, and reached and prayed for just about everything under the sun.
Suddenly, about half way
through this 48 hour healing session, I had the astonishing realization that I
hadn’t called upon Spirit at all during
the entire time. “Help me to be a healer.
Show me what to do!” I had asked many many times.
But here, now, during
this uninterrupted healing journey, the desire to call upon Spirit for
assistance had vanished, and it did not matter.
Perhaps because I was so steeped
into being a healer, and not seeking to ‘become a better one,’ I spontaneously relinquished
the desire to ask for spiritual direction and help. I was open and ripe and so
I let go of the addiction to calling on outside help.
Instead of calling for
spiritual help, I embodied the help. I was
the help, the Light. I was the Spirit Guide. I trusted my own sense of what
to do and how to offer healing.
This shift in me, the
shift into not asking for spiritual help, set in motion what felt like a true
union with spiritual essence. I found I could effortlessly support my friend as
she suffered through and surfed through her inner world.
Does this mean we should all stop
praying and asking for spiritual guidance?
Maybe. Maybe not.
Here
is what I think: Calling to Spirit is fine,
and it is not that you should stop calling, it is that calling is not always
necessary because you are the One you're calling to.
Explore this some time. Take a break from seeking or asking for spiritual
guidance and see what happens. If you stop calling out to Spirit, seeking, or
hunting for new spiritual experiences, you open yourself wide to having an
immediate and holy encounter with the spirituality of whatever has surfaced
now.