"We are at this time in history standing in the Will Call of the World."
When was the last time you felt stirred?
Fifteen years ago today my personally being stirred had landed me in Chicago alongside my partner and three young nephews. Actually the five of us didn't land we had driven to Chicago under the guise of going to museums. Our real intent was about to be made known at high noon.
|Christian, Matthew & Kirk before they knew we were going to the game.|
I was hungry, hungry to create a fond memory for my nephews as they lived through their parents painful divorce. I was hungry because I had allowed my heart to be open and stirred.
Joseph Campbell in outlining the hero's journey talks about how the hero in every story receives an initial Call, a call to step beyond one's comfort zone or cocoon. I stood waiting for our tickets (my nephews thought we were getting souvenirs) in the Will Call area of the United Center when I heard my name called. The hurried crowd parted as an official came toward me. Assuming I was a con artist, he told me to take my children and leave. There were no tickets for us. I calmly asked him to tell the player that his grandmother said she would be sure the tickets were there.
Tears rolled down my face as my nephews excitedly quizzed me: Do we have tickets for the game? Are we going to the game?
At that moment unbeknownst to me there was another open heart, a heart willing to be stirred in the United Center's Will Call area. Suddenly through my tears I saw a ticket extended toward me. It's owner had a voice I immediately recognized, a voice that said, "I'm so sorry. I only have one ticket left but I want you to have it. You have to stop crying before you make me cry."
Bill Murray hugged me and fled. There's much more to this story. Suffice it to say, the grandmother, our original angel in disguise, was right.
But what matters most fifteen years later is my remembering that heart, my heart that was originally stirred. I want to glimpse, remember, embrace and return to her.
How open is your heart? How hungry are you to be engaged, really engaged in the messy, deep, rich, beautiful, painful journey of this thing life? How do you experience being stirred? (By being stirred I do not mean the type of stirring that goes on politically these days as corporations and politicians try to stir our fear of one another and co-opt our hearts.) When was the last time you allowed your heart to be opened to be stirred by compassion to another's need?
We are at this time in history standing in the Will Call of the World.
The Heart is calling, calling to to be remembered through you, through me. How will we answer?
Imagine that Shift.
-Dawn, The Good News Muse, 25 Feb. 2011
and 4 December 2012
and 4 December 2012