Check Your Inbox
"It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy." ~ from The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
When I pulled the mail out of the box my eyes were immediately drawn to the square, heavy envelope. While I had a good idea what it contained, I was surprised by my response once I had opened it. Inside the white square envelope was another - this one glossy gray with beautiful script writing. A wedding invitation. It was after all "wedding season" and this was not the first invitation I had received, even that month. But this one was different. It wasn't simply tossed on the pile of mail to take care of later. This invitation begged to be opened, without delay.
It wasn't just the invitation's beauty. It was the way that initial opening led to another and then another, with rsvp cards, venue information and maps spilling out like a gift - each one waiting to be unwrapped and considered. And it was the joy of knowing this invitation was from someone I deeply loved. This was an invitation to not only see family scattered over miles but the opportunity to make new family, make new connections and to celebrate two people I love very much. This was not just an invitation to a ceremony or event. It was an invitation to new and deeper relationships, to risking, to the vulnerability of celebrating with others, to receiving and sharing joy. It was an invitation to say yes to an experience of love.
A big life is like that. Just a simple invitation. Some days it comes across our souls like any other envelope in a pile on our desk. For some reason we are just not ready to open it. It's contents do not really interest us. Because we are not yet ready, the invitation feels like an imposition, something we have to try to make time for, another obligatory thing on our todo list. And so very often, it gets shuffled to the bottom of our pile, largely forgotten. The great joy and promise however, the true beauty of an invitation like this - an invitation to more authenticity, abundance and joy - is that it keeps returning again and again and again.
Our soul simply will not be denied.
Our job is to recognize the invitation amid the pile of expectations, busyness, striving, exhaustion and general uncertainty that crowd our soul's inbox. We can trust that the invitation is there, always. And if we aren't too afraid of the discomfort of looking, our soul will show it to us. The invitation to a bigger life will rise to the top of the pile, shiny and beautiful and beckoning. Our challenge is to let our curiosity run rampant, to pick it up in our hands; feel its weight, breathe in its promise; acknowledge the first, small waves of excitement and bravely say "yes".