When The Mystery requests a Soul Rise
When the mystery asks for your Soul to Rise... what do you say?
In the darkest hour of the night
the voice of Mystery spoke:
Soul Rise
I listened as owls hooed through the darkness, not thrilled about being woken at 4am.
But so it is, Mystery speaks when Mystery speaks.
“What’s that? “I asked.
Unshattered by distraction.
Uninterrupted by the clamor of doubt.
The words hung there– uninterrupted.
Soul Rise
I listened. Not “getting” it.
Mystery sighed, and finally offered a further explanation:
“Soul Rise is something you do when all seems lost–
–and when all has been found.”
I tried not to roll my eyes.
Mystery continued, “Soul Rise is a polyamorous approach to life–
"When one can love every day of their life—the days that live in the past, the day you’re in, and the days yet to come—you live in love for all of them.
When every single day the miracle of your life is loved beyond reason.”
It sounded like hokey, ungrounded, new-age nonsense. But Mystery had my ear…and my pen.
So Mystery indulged my need for more and continued, 'The days you’re proud of...'"
the days that still have the grime of shame in them,
the days where love visited you and rolled around in your bed.
Along with the days when people were cruel to you, did wrong by you,
You love Every, Single. Day.
Soul Rise
is about rising to love all of the moments of life knowing that life can’t be separated out, parceled into bits. You don’t get to flip to the end of the book and read the last chapter and them decide to love the book. You go through every single chapter.
Soul Rise
Is when you stand up inside of yourself to meet every new day.”
When owl calls
to wake in darkness
to see through darkness
to witness the transformation of the dark of night into the dawn of a new day.
The mystery’s whispers landed.
This is a call for a SOUL to RISE.
When one emerges out of the darkness to shine bright
Your beingness is the spear that flies through the night weaving the threads of darkness to dawn.
Let’s go to the Soul Rise.
So of course I turned from the Mystery to the Sun– who happens to have a good amount of experience with what it takes to rise and rise and rise again.
Sun said, “First of all, let’s get one thing straight: “I’m not sweating my way around the curve of the earth. My presence makes others sweat.”
“Oh?” I asked.
“And y’all have it all wrong,” Sun continued. “It’s not, Just do it.
It’s ‘Let’s Just BE it.’”
“Oh.”
“And you gotta know,” (Turns out Sun has a lot to say when given the mike.) “It’s not like I do this trip around Earth for nothing. I have to line up the field of gravity just right– and you know there had to be a comprehensive agreement from a 10, 567,976,327 energetic forces in the universe to line up to make that possible.”
“Hold the phone,” I said. “Last I checked Earth circles the sun, but you get all the credit for rising and filling the darkness with light, and setting and making the sky fill with color and inspiring romance. But really– it’s Earth doing all the work of turning and turning and–”
“Life’s a bitch, kid.” Sun interrupted. “And that’s right, No one said Life is fair. I get the credit– because my mere presence is that awesome. I’m not a a martyr toiling around and around all day. You need me. So I don’t exert effort, I simply am what I am and bam.
I’m not about being right, or doing good.
I just share my light all day long— which allows things to happen, Life that is…to become visible. ”
“Hmmf.” I turned over in bed prepared to fall back asleep, more confused than ever.
“Look kid, It’s not like this just happened over night. Ok. So maybe it did. But the point is– I knew what I was when the moment arrived.”
“There was a moment?” I asked.
“Of course, kid, There is always a moment. That’s what all the preparation is for. Mine was when the great chaos happened, and that solar nebula collapsed and the gravity of life rearranged. In that moment I knew what I was— I knew how much I had to give. I knew my life could support others. And so I was that, and the universe organized around me. #truestory.”
“I didn’t know the sun speaks in hashtags.” I grumbled.
“You get distracted by the wrong things,” Sun said.
Well that woke me up. There was no going back to sleep as the sun turned the dark of night to purple. A Soul Rise is about being in the natural rhythms of life.
It’s not about being relentless
It’s not about winning the day.
It’s about being alive and in touch with the rhythms of life and the truth of what you are, and what you aren’t.
It’s about being alive in the motion of the ocean and being part of the momentum of life. And playing your part.
It is a practice of repetition.
It is when your presence shines in such a way that wakes the light in others.
Because something did burn through
You burned through the darkness, the shame, the blame, the guilt
You learned how to be
Present
With the harmony of life
While allowing listening
To be greeted by the expectation of a life fully lived.
To be effective at being yourself.
Hello dear people!
I hope this conversation with the mystery spoke to you! As always—It’s always a delight to hear what resonates.
A few sweet delights coming your way this month:
Free Events: A Council of Elders is Back! this was such a fun event we are doing it again. Come with your big life questions, come with your wisdom, you will be nourished.
Wisdom Stories 6 week creative intensive begins in November. *Heads up! The Alchemy of Story Program & Certification closes for the year soon. If you are wanting to register for just one course this is your moment to register.
Story Lab: Want to gain access to our guest teacher series but aren’t able to attend the whole course? Email info@leahlamb.com for more information.
Are you in a Soul Rise moment? Ready to walk into a Soul Rise in 2025? There are 8 spots open for a 6 week process that culminates in you creating a story ceremony for yourself and your community. These rituals support you to acknowledge the threshold you are crossing and new chapter you are claiming. This is designed to help you launch into your new year having integrated the shifts and changes of your year.
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May your pen be ready when the muse wakes you at 4am,
and may your soul rise,
Leah