I was born with a soul-calling, but I just couldn’t sort it out until I turned nearly forty. Until it came erupting to the surface of my life, no longer having the will to suppress it, it manifested as a bottomless pit in my heart, soul, and psyche unable to be filled no matter how many destructive behaviors I attempted to stuff it with (anorexia, orthorexia, compulsive shopping, numbing out). It stalked me unrelenting.
I couldn’t say no to my soul. I denied it for as long as I possibly could. Following the demands of my soul was inconvenient at best and downright catastrophic to the order and structure of my life as I knew it. I resisted and resisted, until it came exploding to the surface, shattering the boundaries I had worked so hard to contain myself within for so many years. And I’m not being dramatic. For a short time I went totally nuts while my psyche reorganized into the new, improved (finally authentic) version of Kristy 2.0.
The Universe decided I had kept myself under lock and key for too long. It was time to give freedom a try. And one of my soul-callings is definitely to help others find their own versions of freedom.
The health of Humanity depends on each one of us heeding the call of the spirit. The well being of the planet depends on it. When we become fully engaged, committed to our own highest expression, everybody benefits. Mother Earth feels it. The Universe responds to it. We start to see the environment around us as an extension of us, a family to us, and our sense of interconnection grows and strengthens.
My soul requires a strong connection to the natural world. This summer I had the absolute pleasure of spending time with the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. the Saguaros of Arizona. and the majesty of the Pacific Northwest in Washington. Each one of them imprinted upon me their powerful teachings, ancient nobility in natural form. Nature is also a soul calling of mine. Nature informs my life and every facet of my work.
I believe that everyone has a soul-contract. Even if a person doesn’t believe in a soul, I believe something ancient and generational drives us. And I believe a large population of people actively feels the frustration of the unrelenting pull of the spirit as powerfully as I did, when I couldn’t quite plug into it. I couldn’t quite understand what it wanted from me (simply to follow my heart), because society was working so hard to imprint its own false intentions for my life.
Those who feel that calling are the people I was specifically designed (contracted) to be here for. Those are the people who nourish my soul.
I’m grateful there are so many of us.
(Stay tuned for Part 2, ‘What gets in the way of a soul-calling?’)