Growing Ears to Hear
By: Nalini Macnab
Tags: Life Lessons, Mastery, Wisdom, Consciousness, Spirituality

The arrogant:

The download knocked Emily on her ass. Undeniably. One minute she was stamping her foot, demanding from Source that there had to be a solution to working through the same old pattern again and again…the next she was sitting on her office floor and the clock read two hours later.

Blinding light smacked her forehead mid-tantrum. She felt her body collapse, then nothing until she came to, a bit bum-sore but otherwise unscathed, with information pouring through mind and body at light-speed. Grabbing a pen and crawling to her office chair, she began to transcribe what rushed through her.

Two years and much research later, the downloads had integrated into a method for assisting egoic dissolution, one that used both hemispheres of the brain simultaneously and whose intricacies of content, both overt and covert, were grasped by only a few. Emily found that didn’t matter. The ones who got it, got it and their lives were changed. Those who persevered, even with limited use and understanding, acheived favorable results. It worked! She was so grateful. How might she share the divine intervention she’d received with others? Why wouldn’t she?

“You are the steward of this download as it makes its way into the collective,” she heard in her meditations. Emily trusted that when the time was right to let go, she would know.

Two of her students offered to host in-person classes where the technique for self-discovery and transformation could be taught. Emily was grateful to pass on the knowledge, assisting everyone who showed up with the gift she had been given. A few months and several groups later, the two students approached her with canary-swallowing cat faces. “We have a surprise for you! You’re going to love it! We’ll ring you when it’s ready.” Exchanging furtive winks, they escorted her to her car. It felt off, terribly off, but Emly had a long drive ahead and they were obviously pleased with themselves.

Emily’s gut wrenched when the phone rang. Uh-oh. “We’ve developed an online processing tool that can be used realtime, on autopilot. We’ve programmed in every factor from your method and some information from others. Run this software program when anything triggers you and it will take care of the dissolution. No more slogging through that ‘deep work’ stuff!” They guys were obviously thrilled at their achievement.

Emily was happy this was a phone call, as her well-trained poker face had just left the building. Whaaaa…? Emily swallowed hard. “Did you ask the others for permission to use their information?” She hadn’t been asked, so surmised the worst.

“Oh it’ll be fine,” was the answer. Before Emily could suggest that it might be a good idea to meditate on whether this path divinely aligned or not, or mention potential copyright infringement, they continued. “We just wanted to say thank you and tell you we don’t feel the need to study with you or anyone else anymore. This tool we’ve created will be all anyone needs.”

After a quick pause, during which Emily held her tongue, “Would you like to help us market it? We’ll give you a percentage of the sales.”

GOB…SMACK.

Emily hung up not quite knowing whether to laugh or throw things. Happily, she chose the former. She guessed this was one of those ‘forgive them because they haven’t got a clue’ kind of things…and never heard from them again.