Double rainbow pic by me. Cayuga Lake, 2011.

I was recently on the phone with one of my besties when she said, “I don’t think I’m psychic… I just hear God.

“Uh-huh,” I said in understanding.

Later it struck me how funny, and classic, that line was. I laughed to myself. I texted her: I’m sure… you’re not psychic, you just hear God. Will be quoting that a lot!

I knew what she meant at the time. It made total sense to me. I feel the same way. I hear God too.

I hear things I need to write. I used that in college. How else was I supposed to get through grad school?? I would put THEM – I usually refer to them as my “writer spirits”- on it when I had a paper due. When it was ready I would know. An almost silent timer would go off when the incubation was done. Then I could sit down and out it would come. I am doing that right now! I do that when I write prayers, or blessings for people’s services and rituals.

Lori Portka and I had talked about creating a children’s book, offering a spiritual truth in a kid-friendly way. Her colorful illustrations with my story. What story, we didn’t know. Then I was in the shower – the shower and the car are my top two places to hear God, and I’m a meditator… what’s that about?! So, I’m in the shower and I start to hear a chant, a little song… rhythmic, simple. Then it all unfolded. I knew who was chanting it, and who was hearing it. The whole thing was downloaded (LOL, have you seen this video - Shit New Age Girls Say  ?). I jumped out of the shower and had to grab paper to write out the children’s story, complete with the little chant. Lori is illustrating it, and we hope it someday reaches your kiddies’ bookshelves!

I believe my writer spirits are messengers of the Divine. I believe I am hearing good ideas because they are God ideas. I believe we all have access to It… to Spirit, to Grace, to Love, to God. I heard James Taylor sing live once, and as soon as he started I thought, “God.” It made me tear up – and I’m not even a huge JT fan. Sometimes I read something that I wrote down and it makes me cry. I’d better toughen up or I’m going to be known as the crying minister!

You hear God too. I know you do. How? What are you doing when you hear/feel/see/know? What do you do with it?

I would LOVE to know. Please share.