but only in an advisory capacity."
I never know what adventures, what rituals, what expectant hands and senses and souls await these candles of mine. I've packaged them up and sent them off to Australia, Scotland, Croatia and all across the USA. I've sent them to women -- and some men too -- celebrating all sorts of things. I've sent them to artists, servicewomen, moms, writers, coaches, widows, sisters, pilots, daughters, divorcees, new business owners and mothers who've lost babies. I've sent them to Oprah and her 5 closest friends.
My candles are lucky candles. They never know what's in store for them! (Let's be honest: neither do we.)
Sometimes when I feel isolation and fear, I think about how many candles are lit across the Earth right this very minute. How many, unlit, quietly grace altars, windowsills, fireplace mantles, bedside tables and bathtubs. It is equal parts humbling, intoxicating and simply God's will. Despite what we think, we are never alone.
How did you reach outside your comfort zone this week?
First -- and this practice is becoming more and more pivotal in my life -- I asked for help. I asked my spiritual director for guidance on a practical matter, then I followed her direction (this is key!) which ran 100% counterintuitive to everything I've ever been taught in business, marketing and life. The details need to remain private, but in general terms here's what happened: Someone famous wrote a thank-you note for the work I'm doing, and rather than treat it as a potential celebrity marketing opportunity or a chance to starfuck, I simply thanked them in kind for their gratitude.
Simple, clean, pristine. Get out of the way and let God direct. That's what let go and let God means. This was truly a revolutionary act for me. And to be honest? One helluva relief.