In 1996 when I was deeply engaged of my study of channeling I noticed a rather disconcerting trend in my midst- people spitting in my immediate environment. It happened after I had walked by, on another occasion someone in the act would catch my eye while I was waiting at a stoplight, driving across town I would see someone else. Now fortunately I was never in immediate danger of being greeted directly in this fashion (thank goodness), but it was happening so often I could no longer chalk it up to coincidence. So I asked my spiritual teacher at the time about what was happening. She looked at me as if I clearly hadn’t gotten the celestial memo and explained in a matter of fact tone that my channeling practice had sufficiently amped up my vibratory rate that my auric field was now offering an energy that allowed people to release what no longer served them- the spitting was just a physical confirmation. I was not exactly thrilled to hear this information. Couldn’t folks throw rose petals at my feet instead- or something?

This reaction, by the way, still occurs today. Rather than being sent askew by this phenomenon, now every time it happens I am reminded of two things: 1.) the power we all have to effect change in our immediate environment- be it on the physical or energetic level and 2.) a fellow soul in the midst of releasing what no longer served him is a wake-up call for me to examine once again what I am “hanging on” to in my world. For years I have uttered a simple prayer, “Father-Mother God thank you for my growing ability to release what no longer serves me…” I have no idea where this prayer came from, nor do I recall what circumstances impressed it so deeply in my consciousness. What we see in our environment is a reflection of what we need to attend to on our own plates. The walls that we would try to erect between different types or classes of people are really more porous than we might think. Just as long as whatever projectile that is leaving the premises is not directly targeted at me, I’m good. The impact of this lesson is searing enough.