Kaleidoscope 

Without you it’s shadows, the night’s black pitch,
There’s a hundred thousand light bulbs but there ain’t no switch
Living in darkness, fearin’ the night,
Oh what a feeling when I see that light- “Kaleidoscope” by The Script

This week, a friend tossed me a fortune cookie and said “ask Spirit a question, I want to hear the answer.” I obliged her and held the cookie in my hand, asked Spirit for their best message for me at this point in my life, and opened it.

The fortune inside read “Your life is like a kaleidoscope.” I threw the paper in the air as she giggled and said “But what did it SAY?” I have been on a roller coaster of events and emotions over the last year, and I was just struggling at that moment with the profoundly funny nature of the fortune.

“Your life is like a kaleidoscope.”

“You know, E, that means it’s always changing.  You get that, right?” said Ms. Co-Worker.

I hadn’t gotten that yet.  All I was getting from my perspective was “Deal with it.  It’s made of highs and lows.  You know this.  You write about this all the time.”

But essentially we saw the same thing.  Your life is like a kaleidoscope…it’s made of many different colors and patterns and it changes at the push of a button.  One click and voila–everything is different.  One action, one statement, one movement, and it all shifts and changes perspective.

So, for those of you still hanging on at this point, here’s a reward.  I really buried the lead in this one, not exactly something an old journalist would typically do, but hey, it’s my blog, I do what I want.

I kept thinking about that fortune all night.  So I did what I always do when I’m musing about something all night.  I turned on my music player and asked Spirit to help me understand the message better.

On shuffle, out of 603 songs, came a song I hadn’t heard in months.  It’s unbelievable even to me, and I’m the one living this dream.

The song was “Kaleidoscope,” by a band called The Script.  And it wasn’t just for shock value.  My guides had been waiting to tell me something:

Give me highs, give me lows,
Give me thorns with my rose
I want everything
When you laugh, when you cry,
If you’re sober or high,
I want everything

Give me love or hate,
You can bend me ’til I break
Give me fire, give me rain,
I want joy with my pain
I want your fears, your hopes,
The whole kaleidoscope

Give me nothing, give me faith,
I want give with my take,
I want everything
Give me life, give me death,
All your biggest regrets,
I want everything

Show me your fears, show me your scars,
I’ll take whatever’s left of your heart
Give me heaven, give me hell,
All the dreams you try to sell,
I want your fears, your hopes,
The whole kaleidoscope

Without you it’s shadows, the night’s black pitch,
There’s a hundred thousand light bulbs but there ain’t no switch
Living in darkness, fearing the night,
Oh what a feeling when I see that light

With you, with you
Our colours come alive when I collide
With you, with you
Our colours come alive when I collide
With you.

Oh what a feeling…when I see that light.  They were reminding me that we are all blessed, not just by the opportunity to incarnate so uniquely on Earth, but also to gain the perspective inherent in such a journey.  By being away from the light for so long yet catching glimpses of it, we appreciate it so much more deeply.

My spirit illuminated from those messages.  I remembered an element of my faith, which has been slipping.  Only in darkness can we understand the value of a spark. And I have certainly had a measure of darkness lately, but that does not stop Spirit from wanting to be heard.  According to Spirit, we are here to flip the switch and do more than just light up the room.

We’re here to light the night on fire.

My book Confluence is all about the themes from this song, energies colliding and effecting change, the frequencies of Spirit coming alive when they collide with us. What we do with the Divine energy we are given brings it to life, turns on the switch and allows it into the world.  That is what it means to be a medium:  you open up the channel to the Divine.  You turn on the switch, complete the circuit, and light just floods the room as people connect with their loved ones and receive messages from beyond.  There is nothing quite like watching a light bulb go off on a first-time client’s face as he or she realizes that I am talking to their dead relatives and life has continued beyond this sphere. There is grace and joy and love in that room for however long we connect.

There’s nothing like it in this world to know that life continues beyond this sphere, and sometimes I take it for granted. But sometimes, we have to be pensive in the darkness of our cave, until the light shines in:

And now look again, and see what will naturally follow if the prisoners are released and disabused of their error. At first, when any of them is liberated and compelled suddenly to stand up and turn his neck round and walk and look towards the light, he will suffer sharp pains; the glare will distress him, and he will be unable to see the realities of which in his former state he had seen the shadows; and then conceive some one saying to him, that what he saw before was an illusion, but that now, when he is approaching nearer to being and his eye is turned towards more real existence, he has a clearer vision, -what will be his reply? And you may further imagine that his instructor is pointing to the objects as they pass and requiring him to name them, — will he not be perplexed? Will he not fancy that the shadows which he formerly saw are truer than the objects which are now shown to him?–Plato, Allegory of the Cave

Without you it’s shadows, the night’s black pitch,
There’s a hundred thousand light bulbs but there ain’t no switch
Living in darkness, fearing the night,
Oh what a feeling when I see that light.

In love and light,

Erica