Goddess sits me in front of a blank piece of paper, and asks me what I want.
I’m sitting in a pavilion, thick white columns supporting a domed ceiling, the sky a calm quiet blue. I don’t see the clouds, but I know they’re there. There’s a desk in front of me, and on it is the sheet of white.
And I wonder what to write.
I think back and remember that I’ve gotten what I’ve asked for, once I did what was required. I wanted love and a healthy relationship, and once I started finding myself and loving me, Jarrod found me.
So I sit and I think, feeling scared and grateful. Previous conversations with Goddess made it clear that it’s a collaboration. They create things, and what I do with what exists is up to me. They make half the world, and I form the half of what I want from it.
“When you control it, you care for what you’ve chosen to be responsible for.”
I know that whatever I write on that sheet will come, and they’ll guide me to the right things to do, places to be. So what do I want? (Yeah, I know I wrote that post recently.)
Goddess,
I want a life I find interesting.
I want work to be something I want to know more about and am willing to do and to get better at. Something that I find flow in. Something rewarding. To give me more than enough time and resources. Freedom and stability and risk.
I want people who stimulate and understand. Who are kind and fun and take me further.
I want growth. To look to the future with hope, wanting what’s in my future and knowing that I can get there.
I want satisfaction and direction. To be open to your guidance and nudges, and to know that I’ve done what’s needed for the moment that I’m in.
I know none of this is an actual detailed wishlist, because I know that you know and plan better. (I could never have asked for Jarrod the way that he’s shown up in my life. All I asked for was love and healthy relationships.)
So I leave the other half, the half that exists, to you.
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Image of a notepad on a wood desk by Alexander from Pixabay.
