Did you know you have an “Inner Pilot Light?” Your Inner Pilot Light is that Divine spark within you that may grow dim but never goes out. Call it your soul, your Christ consciousness, your Buddha nature, or your highest self, your Inner Pilot Light is always there, radiating light and offering you guidance, if only you learn how to tune into this steadfast source of wisdom, comfort, and unconditional love.
My Inner Pilot Light literally saved my life. The whole story of how that happened is in The Anatomy of a Calling, but suffice it to say, I am still here because of this loving voice. Each day, as my gift to Divine sparks everywhere, I send out “The Daily Flame,” messages from your Inner Pilot Light. These love letters from your soul to your Small Self often elicit touching, heartfelt email responses from people who write love letters back to the Inner Pilot Light by replying to the email they received in their inbox. But sometimes, my team get emails of frustration or even despair because people yearn to hear the voice of their Inner Pilot Light without being dependent on the Daily Flame. Yet they feel helpless and discouraged because all they hear is the voice of fear, the voice of judgment, or the inner critic. Exhausted and harassed by these inner voices, they long to commune with the voice of the Divine within, but they find it seemingly impossible to quiet the voices that torment them.
What does it take to become more tender, open-hearted, and compassionate human beings in a world that trains us to judge, criticize, compare, blame, and shame? How does this evolutionary initiation happen, when one makes the journey from the head to the heart and the heart swells into actions that ease the suffering of others? What does it even mean to be compassionate?
Compassion and its compatriots—empathy, kindness, benevolence, gentleness, tenderness—they have a bad rap, suggesting weakness, passivity, becoming a doormat that other people can take advantage of. And yet, nothing is stronger—simultaneously fierce and feather gentle—than the open heart. Just look what a mother can call upon to protect her child when the child is in danger. Don’t mess with Mama Bear, and don’t mistake unconditional love for weakness. The ultimate strength lies in trusting that the heart can lay bare without getting trampled upon, not because there aren’t unkind people who can stomp across the raw, vulnerable parts of your heart with their dirty boots, but because YOU can become the fierce protector of your own heart without closing it or armoring it off. Because you’ve got your own back, love can flow through you unhindered as you bless the world simply with your presence.
Help me remember everything that comes through me comes from You, that none of it belongs to me, that it's not mine to control. Let me remember that I am of You and in You and connecting to the You in All That Is, but I am not in charge of how You flow through me. Remind me that You will help me bring into being that which yearns to be born, and You will put on the brakes when I get off track. Empower me to accept everything and resist nothing. Help me trust and let go and let You use me as a vessel of sacred service. Please use me to bless this world in whatever way is most aligned.
As I birth my new book The Anatomy of a Calling into the world today, please gently nudge me if I try to force my will instead of trusting Your will. Help me have faith in your plan without trying to enforce mine. Remind me that you will show me when to act and when to rest. Loosen the grasping in me so I can relax into the arms of Love that hold me always. Please help everyone in this world remember that we are all One, that we are made of love, that You are in all of us, and we are all one body, one heart. Let us be each others refuge. Ignite within us the Divine spark that lets You spray through the garden hoses of our bodies and hearts. Let us all trust that what we birth into the world will come into being as it is meant to so we don't have to cling to the outcomes we wish for.
We are all, every single one of us, heroes. Life is hard, and to live it fully and express your soul authentically requires the courage of a warrior and the softness, gentleness, and yielding flexibility of a goddess. In my spiritual self-help book dressed up as a memoir The Anatomy of a Calling, I use mythologist Joseph Campbell’s archetypal hero’s journey as a map for finding and fulfilling your calling because when you’re embarking on something scary and risky, it helps to have a map. Of course, everyone’s map is unique, but there are well-traveled paths that all heroes before you have worn smooth through experience. So why not model your journey after Luke Skywalker, Mother Teresa, or Martin Luther King, Jr.?
So what is a hero’s journey? Joseph Campbell described it best, first in his book A Hero with a Thousand Faces and then in The Power of Myth, a famous interview with Bill Moyer that aired on PBS. His teachings were translated into Hollywood gold via Christopher Vogler’sThe Writer’s Journey, which uses Campbell’s work to teach how to write a great screenplay or a bestselling novel. Influenced by Campbell’s work, George Lucas credits Campbell with the inspiration for Star Wars. Luke Skywalker follows the epic hero’s journey classically. But so do you, every time you say yes to your calling.
As a doctor who runs a business that relies on the internet, I realize it’s a strong statement to suggest that the internet may be literally killing us, but I’ll give you my reasons for saying something so provocative. When you look at the scientific data, I think it’s safe to say that the greatest risk to your health is not a poor diet, a bad habit, or lack of exercise; it’s loneliness. If you don’t believe me, there’s a whole chapter loaded with scientific data from reputable medical journals in my book Mind Over Medicine. When scientists study “Blue Zones,” those places on earth where a greater than usual number of people live healthy, happy lives until over 100 years old, they all share one thing. They live in close knit, multi-generational tribes that take care of each other. None of them spend all day glued to computers or cell phones, chatting virtually with people they have probably never met in real life.
The internet is burning us out. With so many emails to check, so many social media sites to keep updating, so many teleclasses to listen to and webinars to watch and Skype calls to log onto, our schedules are so busy that we don’t have time to gather with those we might really get to know, to go for a hike, to have a cup of tea, to sing together, to dance, to share our pain, to celebrate our triumphs. Even when we do gather in person, we aren’t present with each other. Last Christmas, I saw a whole family of people—10 of them—sitting at a restaurant, every single one of them on their mobile phone, not one of them connecting at a soul level with anyone at the table.
For three weeks, I have been spending a lot of time in nature in Australia and gathering with part of my own soul tribe, singing and dancing and making meals with each other, all far away from the internet. While I’ve been here, I have been deeply marinating on a paradox that seems in need of attention.
THE PARADOX OF CONNECTION/DISCONNECTION: