(A note from Joanna: My friend Cherise asked me to share this letter with the Gaian Tarot / Gaian Soul community, as she has shared it with her other communities. I am amazed at the way she has allowed such a devastating experience to change her. May we all respond to the challenges Life sends us with such grace. Blessed be.)
To my community:
Early Wednesday morning, I had a fire in my condo, and I lost all my possessions. Everyone is safe, including our dog Max. The condo will have to be rebuilt. Initially, I was devastated. I had thought that everything that was of value to me was squirreled away, safely inside, that I was protected (if stagnation could be called protection). After all, I was following a spiritual path and belonged to groups that helped others. I have spent most of my adult life accumulating items to take the place of relationship. However, through this life changing experience, I was forced to be still and follow and hear the guidance of Spirit. I am learning many new lessons, primarily the lesson of receiving. And what a bitter pill it is!
As most light workers (those who work to bring and maintain healing energies on this plane) know, we often have a greater capacity for giving than for receiving, always attempting to control our environment, as it can be pretty scary out there. But as I looked at the burnt remnants of my child’s crib, clothing that had long been outgrown, books that I had hoarded yet had never bothered to read, I realized that possessions are only as important as the memories that we attach to them (the good, bad, and the ugly). And once they have fulfilled their purpose they should be passed on.
With a growing understanding, I am beginning to accept the karma of this situation. Realizing that it does not simply result from some past life, but results from every decision I have made leading up to that moment. It was quite a wake-up call. I had danced around the calls for 30+ years of my “spiritual search”. Talk about being lost in the wilderness, I can only be glad that it wasn’t 40 years of wandering. And yet, through this fire, here it was, what I had been searching for all my life, right in front of me, Spirit’s presence in the form of gentle smiles, kind words, sympathetic hugs, clothes, food, housing invitations (most of it provided anonymously). Here is where Spirit laid—in the hearts of others. But now I know it experientially, before I only knew it intellectually.
Yes, there is grief for the loss of hat I considered my possessions, more so for the loss opportunities that they represent. We must be present in our lives, we must continuously pay it forward—hoarding is antithetical to life—because life is about flow—loving, sharing, and giving.
I understand that one normally asks for prayers in these circumstances, and of course I would be privileged to receive your prayers, but I also want to send my prayers, blessings, and love to all of you who ceaselessly work to support those of us in our greatest hours of need. The work that you do is so important. Your very presence is important.