“Wait for the Invitation.”

These were the exact words my guide offered in meditation — clear, steady, unmistakable. Four simple words that felt like something ancient remembering itself.

As I often do when something true comes through, I wrote it in my journal.

And then, honestly, I forgot about it.

Life continued. I moved on.

For a while, nothing seemed to shift on the surface.

But spirit has a way of circling back — patiently, playfully — until a message is not just understood, but lived.

The Morning It Arrived

Most mornings, I greet the day in a quiet ritual.

It’s early — around 6 a.m. — when the house is still dark and silent. I light a candle. I burn palo santo to clear my field. I gather my crystals. I put on headphones and play a playlist I’ve curated to soften my nervous system and bring me into a calm, receptive state.

There is no performing. No producing. Just attuning.

That morning, a presence moved close — peaceful, grounded, and powerful. When I asked what I needed to know, I heard it:

“Wait for the invitation.“

I wrote it down. Circled it. Highlighted it.

And then months passed.

When the Universe Repeats Itself

About a month later, I was exploring my own patterns through human design, astrology, and numerology — using ChatGPT as a mirror for self-understanding.

In the middle of that exploration, a reflection surfaced:

As a Projector, you do best when you’re invited in. Wait for the invitation.

I froze.

Those words hadn’t been fed into the system. I hadn’t even been thinking about them. And suddenly, I remembered.

Flipping back through my journal pages, there it was — in bold letters, circled and underlined like a breadcrumb left by a wiser version of me:

“Wait for the invitation.“

Two streams — one from spirit, one from structure — arriving at the exact same instruction.

That convergence felt impossible to ignore.

So that’s when it became an experiment.

My Six-Month Practice

I made a quiet commitment:

Not to force.

Not to prove.

Not to push ideas uphill out of habit.

Instead, I began tracking two things.

First: Who is coming into my field?

Notice who texts. Who calls. Who you “randomly” run into. Who shows up in your inbox, on your path, in your life?

Second: What is the nature of the invitation?

Coffee. A hike. A conversation. A request for support. A collaboration. A circle. A retreat.

The more I noticed invitations, the more they seemed to appear.

Not because I was chasing them — but because I was available to see them.

Mexico: The Invitation That Became a Portal

Fast forward to San José del Cabo where I spent my vacation last week.

Each morning, my ritual moved from a chair at home to the beach. I would wake early, grab my coffee, my towel, my oracle decks, my crystals, and walk to my special spot facing the rising sun.

At sunrise, I recite a prayer I’ve said since I was 21 — The Great Invocation — a prayer of love, light, and peace spoken around the world. I lift my hands, receive the sun, let the light fill my cells, and then meditate — imagining that same light rising within me, expanding outward and into the world.

On February 17th, the morning of the eclipse, three women and a gentleman were walking nearby. One of the women grew curious about my cards and crystals and came over to introduce herself. The others followed.

Within minutes, we were in a soulful, heartfelt connection that felt both ancient and immediate.

As we spoke, we hit it off. Our conversation was easy, delicious, and mutually elevating. I offered my cards to them so each could attune to their own messages, and it was a pure delight to watch the insights land. They were speaking my language, and I was speaking theirs.

I learned that they are all residents of a place I’ve been visiting and loving for 25 years. I learned that Maria had been quietly praying for a sign from her mother on the other side — and that the card she drew was the exact answer she’d asked for. I learned that Melissa had been trained to give Deeksha, the Oneness Blessing — a practice I hold dear. I learned that Amy loves astrology as much as I do and was already tuned into the powerful alignments moving through that very week. And in that brief, luminous exchange, I shared what had been living quietly in my heart: a longing for spiritual community in this place, and a desire to find a retreat space where I can gather women for the soulful, transformational work I feel called to lead.

And then it happened.

They invited me to their weekly women’s circle the very next night. They invited me into their spiritual sisterhood. They invited me to lead a guided meditation and give Deeksha. They connected me to a beautiful retreat center, and its owner.

Effortless. Organic. Perfectly timed.

And then — as if the universe wanted to punctuate the moment — the earth shook beneath us, literally! An earthquake rolled under the sand while we sat cross-legged in conversation. The vibration went right through my sacral chakra, and I felt like everything in me upgraded.

It wasn’t frightening. Just powerful and remarkable.

It felt like an exclamation mark on this magical moment that literally took my breath away.

Being Is Enough

What Mexico gave me was not just a magical story. It was digestion.

A deeper embodiment of something I’ve taught for years:

Being is enough.

There is no arranging outcomes. No manufacturing momentum. No making things happen.

Instead, it’s about showing up. Staying open. Being in your own frequency — aware.

Waiting for the invitation does not mean passivity. Rather, it means cultivating a field so coherent, so honest, so aligned — that the right invitations naturally rise and meet you where you are.

This is true in spiritual life. It is equally true in leadership, business, and relationships.

When we stop orchestrating and start allowing, life meets us differently. And if you’re curious to experience this for yourself, here’s a simple way to begin.

A Practice: Track the Invitations

If this resonates, try this for one week.

Each day, write down:

• Who reached out?
• Who crossed your path?
• What invitation appeared — big or small?
• How did your nervous system respond? Did you soften? Expand? Tense? Feel relieved?

At the end of the week, review your notes. Notice. Look for patterns.

What are you being invited toward? Connection? Visibility? Rest? Service? Community?

Sometimes the invitation is not an event — it could be a gentle nudge in a new direction.

If You’re the Inviter

You may discover that your medicine is initiation.

If so, try this:

Choose three people this week and extend one clean, simple invitation to each of them. No persuading. No performing. Just an honest connection.

Notice how it feels in your body.

Invitation and receiving are both sacred roles in the larger symphony of life.

We All Carry Medicine For One Another

What those women shared with me was exactly what I needed. What I offered was exactly what they needed. I could not have orchestrated that moment with strategy or intention alone.

It arose because I was there. Present. Available. Paying attention.

So perhaps this week, you join me.

Track your field. Track the invitations. And see what life is quietly offering you.

Sometimes…the earth itself may just confirm it.

In those moments, I remember I am never alone. I am accompanied. Supported. Guided.

If you’re feeling the pull toward more presence… more clarity, and more soul-led living, I’d love to support you. Explore Soul Readings, Soul Coaching, or our next SoulSpace gathering — and see what invitation is waiting for you.