Hi SOUL Hi! Lovianhal!
How you? I’m glad you’re here. I’m here too! I love you.
Nearly 5 years ago, I embarked upon the journey of becoming a licensed Agape Spiritual Practitioner. It was during the pandemic lockdown and I had all the time and energy in the world to dedicate to it. At the time. For two years I stacked up on the preliminary classes required before I could enter into the official practitioner pathway coursework. And when I entered my first year of Prac Training– you could have stuck a fork in me. I wore the energy of wonder and excitement like a long white cloak (with gold fringe). I had wanted to continue my education. I had recently been accepted to, but “priced out” of a master’s program–which sucked a lot at the time. But if I’m honest, it created an opening to pursue deeper spiritual literacy training. Something I had been maneuvering around for years. I had been on a spiritual awakening journey since Aubrei was born. I had been life exploring and writing spiritually exploratory material in my books and other writings since Aubrei was two. I had long been a meditator and a student of spiritual wisdom and philosophy. I had long been studying the many thoughts that were being had in New Thought. And I had long been an active member of Agape International Spiritual Center.
Saying all of that. I had a very clear, internal disinterest of being a minister, with a ministry of any kind, church et all. I had said words out of my actual face that were reminiscent of “I would rather eat glass” and/or “I would rather preach to cacti in a desert”. Not that I have anything against ministers or ministries or church. I’ve had some lovely times enjoying other people run their spiritual communities. I’ve also seen and experienced first hand the literal spectacle–the show–that is a part of that world. And the fuckery, quite frankly. Also the pressure to be perfect. Or at minimum, polished. And I have seen and experienced some really well polished turds in the spiritual space–regardless of denomination. Plus, I grew up Catholic. Most of the information you might need (to pick up what I’m putting down) is in that last sentence. One of my olden days girlfriends (who was a sort of oracle) used to tell me that I would have a very specific kind of ministry and I used to laugh and laugh and laugh– because clearly, she did not know me. I had been radicalized at a young age that I had no interest in trying to convince other seeking people to do or be or fall in line with any dogma whatsoever. Why would I? I had no interest in doing or being or falling in line with any dogma. Because that’s what I thought a ministry was. A way to get people to follow a “leader”. And no thank you. I’m fumbling around in the dark as it is. I don’t need an audience that I’m also responsible for their spiritual safety. I didn’t know anything about spiritual integrity. I simply knew I had it and was uninterested in being someone who lost it in the fires of power, fellowship and fuckery. *waves hands over everything*.
Fast forward some more years and there I was, signing up for spiritual practitioner licensure training. Something I had been folding myself into to painful shapes to avoid. But The Envy McKee Show was becoming its own spiritual pathway. I was forced to trust spirit was running the show and my life and through that trust I realized there was some healing and expansion work I needed to do on myself. It was work I wouldn’t be able to do on my own, in the way I had done it. I would need to engage a process and learn from people who had matriculated that process. I had no idea how grueling the work would be at times. How digging up the depths of my psyche and my soul would be so excruciating. I had no idea the glorious people I would meet that would become a part of my tribe. That by doing “the work”, I would expand my “ministry”. A ministry I didn’t want and avoided having since the word hit my ears. I kept going because the natural progression of The Envy McKee Show was to continue to explore more complex spiritual literacy topics that would expand consciousness through our living conscious conversation. And I wanted to make sure that I was persistently in divine alignment.
I was very clear about doing no harm. I still am. TEMS is a place where we do real world, practical spiritual work. The #shiftprompts come through me organically–inspirationally. They are designed to expand our views of things. I say all the time how I have to brace myself when a new month begins because based on the #shiftprompt, I have an idea of how my life is going to go that month. I often feel like a guinea pig, so I’ll have stuff to write about in these StarsNotes. Bleh.
But also, I’ve been recognizing for some time now that my olden days girlfriend was absolutely correct. I do have a very specific kind of ministry. I do have a spiritual community that you have been a part of for some six years. The conversations we have on TEMS– the classes we hold every Friday is the kind of thing I was born to facilitate. There’s an electricity that pulses during and after every show that expands beyond the borders of time and space. These #shiftprompts are pages of the textbook of all our lives. And the living manual for how to navigate Earth School with sanity and success. We have been preparing for something. We have been preparing for NOW.
One day, the wars will end.
One day, people– all of the people– will be fully awake. And will put every ounce of their time and energy into fixing what was broken by “The Derg”, who tried their best to take over everything, because that’s what psychic trash is wont to do.
One day soon, the old world that’s been clawing at its neck
gasping its last breaths
will be not more than a faint memory
and
a few volumes worth of mention (a relative blink)
in the history books.
One day, we’ll look back at the work we have done over the last six years and the next 6 or 12 or 50 or 100
and see why this work of conscious conversation and this safe space to speak spiritually and free was so valuable and important.
That the world really and truly is held together by our agreements and our conversations about those agreements.
That day, when it comes, will feel like a lightning strike.
Like, we had been slowly
but surely
building the
electric energy
we needed within us
to mold the glorious world
we
absolutely get to see outside of us.
The slow build of the
CRASH! BANG! BOOM!
the instantaneous place
where the fabric of time folds
and we’re there
all of us
always here
always now
A community of
Energy Wielders
crafting our reality
in this holographic universe…
It’s July! Our #shiftprompt this month is The Art of BEing ELECTRIC- Evolved Living, Elevates Consciousness, Turns Rhythm Into Community
Tonight’s Starfolk University staff:
Kitakiya Dennis- Art, Artistry + Creative Expression
Oneika Mays- Dean of Joyful Revolution
Selena Washington- Our New Dean of Inner Peace + Community Alignment
Perry Vision DiVirgilio- Visiting Professor
Dr. Carol Penn- Dean of Spiritual Legacy
Of course, Jordan is in the WuWu Metaphysical Studio with me, so Join us tonight 7-10p on WURD! Bring a journal, pen and 3 frens…
#starfolku #starpeopleish #comegetfree
“Oh, they’re always saying that. But they are only the Masters of Outer Darkness,” he corrected.”
― Michael Talbot, The Holographic Universe
You can listen live with this link and/or on the WURD App. We ARE Live on the FB Live OR Twitch too tonight!
Per usual, in EVERY single thing we do, the intention is transformation. And well moisturized legs.
Pssst! This month our #shiftprompt is:
The Art BEing ELECTRIC
Acronym:
Evolved
Living
Elevates
Consciousness
Turns
Rhythm
Into
Community
(The Second Coming is Electric…)
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The WuWu Metaphysical studio begins Friday night at 7p EST on WURD 96.1FM Philly + The FB LIVE (worldwide). See you then yes? Oh! Bring a journal, a pen and 3 frens! WuWu is best done together. 🙂 #comegetfree
Lovianhal,
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